Sunday, December 4, 2011

Chasing Dreams


I call my younger sister my baby sister. She's not actually a baby, infact she's in
her late teens. It just gives me the feeling that I can protect her no matter what.
Saying I love her at this point will be stating the obvious 'don’t tell her i said that
by the way' Lets just say i have shy issues.
She entered the labour market some time ago. Ok, not to be conceded, it’s an
industrial attachment programme with all the fancy that comes with working
with experienced minds and being part of a team. She also has to bear with the
heavy Lagos traffic to and from work.
She came home this evening after a hard days job, "shina people are suffering." "That’s
old news" was the first thought that came to my head, but her eyes still had the
reflection of the harsh reality she had seen: a mother barely clothed with
her naked baby crying by the side of the road, catching a cold is the least
of her worries because she knows starvation will kill them long before she catches a cold.
A girl under age 7 hawking in the dangerous Lagos traffic. she survives an average of 4
accidents each day, molested before she's even a teen by her drunk stepfather, she
gets pregnant 6years later and doesn’t even know who the father is because she was
raped again two weeks ago, ironical cos this was her mother 15 years ago.
Luckily for her, the AIDS kills her before the cycle continues.
Things that make you think of your not so perfect life and still be grateful.
Changing the world at this point is impossible from my point of view.
Good leaders, morality, and every other thing with a DNA that says change for the better
can't stop the suffering. I guess that’s the balance of nature: life and death, rich and poor,
night and day, you get the picture?
If not having a car at 18 or gadgets that can feed a family of 4 for a year
is the cause of your depression you, should probably get a gun and get it over
with because there are people whose only worry about cars is not getting hit by one
making their daily bread. Live life enjoying the little things you have. There’s no wrong
in wanting more in life because the word progression wasn't coined just to fill a space
in the dictionary but spend more time appreciating what you do have than you do
chasing dreams.

Wednesday, November 30, 2011

Everything Is Beautiful In The Dark


Criticism, the pillar of a successful wise man and the cause of the misfortune
of the not so wise. So before the end of this read, make a decision do I want
peoples opinion to destroy or build me? I bet we all choose the obvious
with out second guessing, but don't just decide work on it.
Walking into a room spot light on you what's the first thing People notice,
what catches their attention, what repulses them the next minute.
"I don’t care what people think of me" no matter how fancy those
words sound, all i hear is a lie or as i like to put it a fancy excuse to
get through an embarrassing situation. Forgive my judgement but
why does a lady improve her catwalk when she approaches that boy
she secretly admires and why does the boy feel the need to talk with
that distinct low tone when she's on the other end of the line.
..Its human nature to care about what people think...
It’s also human nature to pass judgement on others.
Everything is beautiful in the dark means no criticism, no judgement,
little details don’t matter anymore, because the critics are blind for the moment
but you should remember the light eventually comes on, and it’s open season for
judgement once again.
The only mistake we make is allowing the menace that comes with the
light get us down. If you let the judgement of others get to you, be sure to
use it to improve yourself and don’t give them the satisfaction of another laugh
when the light comes back on.

Saturday, November 12, 2011

Ashes To Ashes


Do you ever think about dying? What will be said about you when you're gone?, who will be at your funeral?, will the experience hurt?, how much time have you got left? .......... Silence........ What do you expect when everyone is asking the same question so let's just call it rhetorical and move on.
The thought of dying is a very scary one, even when we all know we don't get to skip out on it, it's inevitable. All the power, fame, riches, all fade away with that last breath. I guess it's even worse when you actually know when you're going to die it's like waiting for an alarm to go off but without the waking up to the lovely sunny morning part. Leaving behind the loved ones is another scary part, and after it all no amount of tears and love can make you even sneeze again, it just makes the exit more painful.
Death is just death, there are too many reasons why people die and still not enough to answer the question "why do we have to die?" But at the end of it all life goes on at least for the people still living what matters then are the memories, what you'll be remembered for, this is not a question of good or bad but if your life had any effect on anyone and if the effect will make such person sing good praises of you.
If you're reading this you certainly are not dead yet so there's still time to make things right, remember it's the memory that lives on......

Wednesday, April 20, 2011

April 20th, 2011

Woke up this morning to a friend's blog and I realised I hadn't really blogged about myself, so the plan was to ramble a little about Me. But a very unfortunate circumstance is taking over the body of this post.
My regular random day was altered when I passed the scene of an accident very early this morning, a boy definitely under age 10 was knocked down by a car his little body was laying lifeless by the side of the road surrounded by people filled with grief. A million an one different thoughts ran through my head and an immediate feeling of weakness overwhelmed me, there was a strong pain in my chest "literally". I never knew I was that emotional but who wouldn't be at a sight like that? "This minor who hadn't even lived life just died in a very unnatural manner".
I felt worse when I imagined how the boy's mother and other family members would feel when they hear the news, when an ordinary passerby like me could feel the way I felt. Only God can comfort her in this period of grief. The thought that life can be taking away just like that is a very scary one, 'Things like this are inevitable', a friend said to me ‎​"Such things do happen, painful realities of life, that's why its an accident". Just as I was about to publish this post I received the good news that my uncle's wife had a baby boy, I have a new nephew. Good news for some people sad ones for some, a life was taken and a new life was giving. It is my friend's birthday today too 'Happy birthday Lola Odunlami'.
At the end of the day I'm in-between sad and happy, but I'll just say May the Almighty God guide and protect us all AMEN!

Saturday, March 5, 2011

Plant A Tree Save A Life


Project "plant a tree save a life" is not a phrase coined just because people like to plant trees, it is a serious step in the right direction to one of mother earth most serious problems "Global warming".
As the name implies global warming is simply the abnormal heating of the earth this causes or in some cases speed up the disasters that have plagued the earth for years now, not to bore you with definitions, as much as we all claim we love the earth we have contributed one way or another to her gradual destruction.
Deforestation is a big word with big effects on the environ. Its a cycle animals leave in trees, these trees also serve as food for some animals, if a tree is cut this cycle has been interrupted, extension and other things have occurred because of this, its a lot of fancy words but at the end it has affected the earth.
Project plant a tree save a life is one of the many ways to combat climate change because the trees helps reduce the carbon dioxide which deforestation causes, no matter how small, plant a tree today because as the destruction starts small so also does solutions, your tree matters. Help reduce global warming.

Wednesday, February 2, 2011

Why Muslim Women Wear Hijab


Its not the first time this question is being asked,but its an issue that needs to be addressed.
The major misconception about it is that muslim women are forced to wear the hijab and its a form of oppression towards women. Sumayya Syed a 16year old says "I say to
people who ask; that it is a form of liberation and when a woman is covered she cannot be
judged by her appearance but people are forced to evaluate her by her personality, character and morals. Wearing the hijab is not a responsibility but a right given by the Almighty who knows us best.
Some people ask if the hijab is used everywhere the truth is that a muslim woman only has to covers herself in front of men who are not direct relatives to prevent indecent acts or thoughts. Some people see women who wear hijab as weirdos and illiterates who don't know anything, but truth be told its the complete opposite plus it brings more self respect and confidence in yourself, it gives the muslim identity, people treat you with a certain respect.
In reality the less a woman wears the more she is degraded and put in the line of male criticism. Why should only the women cover up? They ask, they even call it a form of male
domination and oppression but do the experiment take a man out topless and people will probably ignore him and walk away but do the same for a woman and see what happens. The male and female body where created differently.
But because a woman wears hijab doesn't automatically bring respect she has to earn it with her behaviour because that's a very important character in a woman the external
covering is a reflection of inner commitment..
That's why muslim women wear hijab

Tuesday, February 1, 2011

On This Note I Say Thank You

Its a new year and I waited a whole month before updating my blog, I've been really busy that's the best excuse I could come up with.
This year is running like its a race, it feels like january first was just yesterday but the calender says different a full 32 days have gone past today, to God be the glory its been a good year so far.
I was 20 on the 17th of january I don't feel older thou, but I felt something, something that I had all this while but never really notice "True friends that care". From 12am on my birthday I started getting birthday messages and they didn't stop till the next day, "gifts" I didn't get but the love I got from friends an family was more than any gift I could ave ever gotten with the exception of a car,house,a million dollars e.t.c. The smiles the messages put on my face was priceless and will not be forgotten in a hurry.
I love you all thank you and God bless you, I could never wish for better friends I ave the best already