Be resourceful.

This won’t take that much, get it out and keep writing, don’t stop writing.

Get back into you, you are the source and you are all you got.


Daily Prompt: Relish

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It looked like dejavu to me but no one knew this anyway.

I would categorize it as one of my luckiest day.

We were like them that dream “Psalm 126:1” but this dream was real and right in my face.

I was informed of a job opening and the window was just about to close.

It was so sudden I thought to myself, a try won’t hurt anyway.

I got to the office to pass in my resume five minutes before the office was closed.

Three months later I got a call to come for the interview and then got the job!

Now read the story over again.

You own your mind.

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There is irrefutable evidence that at some point in life we have been forced against our will. I wish I could say the reverse was the case for me; well we all are in the same boat. There are so many things we would love to do differently but sadly majority wins. This majority is the norm and we find ourselves going with the flow.

Let us look into one topic very many debate and argue about, it is religion. If you join the group of people who try to argue out which religion is supreme, then I guess one way or the other, you will be forced to take a stand with them against your will. I am not a religious person, so I have stopped a long time ago not to get entangled in religious arguments. My advice is simple, you have a mind of your own, break free from crowd mentality and be free to be you from within.

This is my ninth post and I think my writing is coming along really fine. I may not be listed among the best of writers or probably the most consistent but I sure know how to carry everyone along and that’s a style I plan on taking you through.

Let me dive into a bit of who I am and why I am here. I wrote a quick one I titled “improvised crime, beware” to inform people on a new technique criminals use and I got a comment from a very lovely writer who sympathized with me because she thought I was the cab driver in the story. When I remember her comment, I just laugh but I feel rest assured that I am loved by someone out there. I have also received comments on other posts saying that I write deep thoughts too, well of-course, I am always thinking of deep things that many of us have thought about too. We are not so different after-all.

Sunday Series

The baby is lost from the beginning 2



There is a sense of purpose in every human. Whenever we hear the word “purpose” we probably think of a big adventure of saving the world.  

Ever thought of the purpose of an orange fruit from this perspective? The orange juice in the orange fruit is never used by the orange itself but for others. Thinking deep; one can relate that to human beings, there is something deep within each of us that someone else is going to receive, which obviously is the orange juice we give and do not need. For example, this little write-up is my orange juice because someone somewhere would definitely begin to have self-worth by receiving this message as true.

There is something inside you that you have always argued with or rather succumbed to due to fear. Let me put it right, I personally was never in the loop that I would be a writer but I am today. It simply explains how most things we ought to do, to yield that orange juice is what we look for consciously or unconsciously.


There are no favorite skin colors, there are no sentiments attached to social class and nothing external bothers on the gifts inside an individual.


Now the knowledge of the baby has increased but the grown man is still lost, yet searching for a purpose that fulfilling only is the end game.   



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The baby is lost from the beginning 1

Just the way it all begins for everyone, it was all dark and gloomy like the Genesis, there was light after months of total darkness in the womb of our mother.

I will save you the details of how we all got there but we obviously did, coupled with the fact that we live better when we are dead and we die better when we are alive.

The sound of this world is so deafening that it scares each and everyone of us, our first option at Life is a loud cry because of an inevitable death which approaches just after birth.

Soon we are certified lost in this world because our choices differ just as our location.

This is the weird part, we don’t get to chose our location but we get to make our chioces.

We all are characters in this short story, finding ourselves in a location and staying lost till we die like the grasses in the field.

Sometimes, feelings like we are left in a lurch clouds us strongly but deep within we resist and stick to our choices regardless.

Just like an analogy which says “a mango tree is in every mango seed”, we can say a dead 90 year old or maybe a young soldier is in a baby.

How effortlessly does a mango seed become a mango tree? Does it happen just the same way we end up in our mothers womb? The answer is YES!

So many things we worry about today are baseless and mostly crap like “why can’t we eat meat?  No, we are constantly on our mothers breasts sucking out the milk.”

Now we are all grown up eating solid food forgetting we ever complained about not eating the meat when we were babies. The issue at stake now is what happens next after we get all we want? Maybe Steve Jobs got the answer, I don’t know.

Are we satisfied dead or are we emptied at death? Are we in an act of obscurantism? Just like a tangram, our childhood shaped us differently but each one is still a wonderful piece to the puzzle because a soul has something to offer us, you don’t necessarily have to fit in because it is okay to be called the crazy one.

Next week Sunday, we will find purpose but we would search together.

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daft with the education, see why!

I recently heard a man whom I call the expert say that the tremor occurrence in Kaduna State, Northern Nigeria was only a phase that would pass.

I felt totally awful about it but what breaks me the most is his unpredictable position, I will just quote him verbatim “as long as we had this tremor here in Kaduna State, after our on the ground assessment, we believe that it will not occur here anymore” but no! It happened again! This is even the least to worry about but what scares me is the ignorance towards a major treasure, I will let you know later in this article.

Now back to crux of the matter, initially everyone thought having an education was the best thing to happen to mankind but no we were wrong!

We have focused so much on the irrelevant issues that has left the big divide called developing countries and developed countries.

What makes a country like Nigeria developing? Absolutely nothing to prove this but we let it sink in into our soul.

I HAVE QUESTIONED EVERYTHING WE HAD BEFORE THE BABYLONIANS AND WHATEVER THESE DEVELOPED COUNTRIES ADD. There is one rule to solving mankind’s problems but I will be very truthful with you, that is not going to happen. Honestly you do not have to be the smartest guy in the room to know this fact except you were just born a minute ago and you made your first cry too.

Man consumes more water; businesses do not thrive because the developing countries are really depriving themselves of research. Our world is slipping through our hands from the top to the least.

I do not expect our country to have a spring-bok leap in times like this but ignorance makes us lose this country to the hands of power drunken ignorant men like us.

Our animals are ignored, our expanse of land is ignored, our own brain ignored. Welcome to the century of sloppy doom. Take time to crack this puzzle if you can but try not to solve it because even a crack is a milestone for today’s generation.

Be open minded, what part do you play in this era? Chickens cannot lay eggs, fishes are not favored in our waters, and crime is potentially inevitable.

Soon everything would be lost to ignorance which leads to sudden destruction. Clearly these are signs, Hurricane Mathew has warned us once again but take this from me, Hurricane Mathew is the new bro and yet he died on arrival.

My conclusion is certainly not out of the box, blind men know my conclusion because when the temperature increases, their bodies tells them how bad the situation is becoming.

Today we have educated people keeping the world ignorant of the times we are in now, which ofcourse is going to get worse. For example before the British came to the old Niger Area for commerce, we never questioned our own capabilities.

Sadly today we have hit rock bottom because Babylon has taken her position and obviously will lose it. The earth was without form and void but was held together by the only one.

Now the same one has said Babylon will fall but ignorance shrouds our minds. We all have ignored the SUN who is our major player in the course of today’s world of climate change.

The chickens do not want to eat their food and lay eggs because the food is hotter, the water they drink is hotter, when the temperatures become higher, we also want more water.

Our fishes do not have their cozy environment anymore because of this same temperature change. Personally I care less of religion, our greatest undoing because she came and we loved her.

Fellas like commerce and trade, technology was never our dearest friend. Man has failed and gradually losing its love for the world. Ambition will keep us chasing shadows, our world needs healing from our suiting words.

Let think it through, why is the SUN getting hotter? Is mankind’s problem from the ignorance of the SUN?

improvised CRIME, beware!

What is the worst that can happen? I asked myself this question. I drive a saloon car which is fully air-conditioned unlike other cab drivers.
Turning my car into a cab wasn’t really the problem, after all with a 4 year old daughter I should be able to be the best dad in the world and provide for baby milk. My wife on the other hand warned me to take things easy after i told her I was going to turn the car into a cab.
Why did I not listen to her, well the situation of the country speaks to everyone, not just me alone. Anyway lets continue, I got signed up on Uber, began my routines. I was still working in Lagos State government anyway but ofcousre you know why I was going into cab driving by now, yea i didn’t have to wait for government.
It is impossible to keep one stream of income when the stream flows seldomly. I have not been paid for the past 5 months and how my family and I have survived is still a miracle which i named my wife.
Notwithstanding, I never thought everything was still fine and without hesitation I was running my cab business after work every evening.

I had started for about a week and coming home late was certain because most clients needed me at nights, mostly the bankers. My wife began to warn me of late nights,
she was so bothered about it that she told me about a dream she had. Ofcourse i ignored her dream, made her see reasons why i should continue my cab business.
Everything was going fine until one night I learnt a lesson which I had to share for everyone driving during these seasons. I let my guard down and wasn’t quick to decipher what was about to hit me. It happened by 11:45pm, Friday night on third mainland bridge, the longest bridge in West Africa by the way. I had just dropped off a client on the Island all the way from Ikeja, I was just about to leave the island when a lady flagged my cab down and said she was going to Yaba. I hardly pick people up on the streets but that day it was different, I did anyway and with no particular reason to back me up. This lady was jovial and I believe she was a student of Unilag because of the call she picked up on our way to Yaba.

Just before the turn off the bridge to Yaba, something strange happened. I was hit by a car behind me and the lady told me to ignore it since it was not a serious hit.
I wish I listened, I kept driving when the same guys hit me with their car again and this time i was not going to hear “ignore them” anymore. I was so furious I got out of my car, walked towards my bumper to see the damage done. Thankfully it was not so bad like the lady said earlier but I needed to show some ego I guess. Well this was the strange part, there were two guys in the car and the guy beside the driver began to make fun of the driver who is obviously is friend by the way. He told me to collect some money from his friend for the damage, saying he told him he wanted to handle the wheels but his friend refused and now he has hit someone. I began to seriously caution him to be careful next time while the guy beside the driver stepped out of the car pretending to be concerned about my car and approached, which i was ignorant about, immediately i was slapped so hard that i became unconscious for a brief moment.  I woke up hearing the lady crying, the guys had driven off and left me penniless, raped the girl and took all her valuables likewise.

I was robbed by some young guys who planned so well and hit their target who they believed was an ignorant or new cab driver. This is the reason i am sending this message across to everyone who drives at late nights.
Please do not be ignorant, always drive off and leave these people when you are hit next time. I have heard cases of robbery but never like this was i told. It is the times we are in when people commit crimes with new methods.
Whenever you are hit at night please do not stop to check the level of damage to your car, please speed off i say! i repeat again, speed off i say! Never again will this happen to me and anyone who has read this.
I wish I listened to the lady i was taking to Yaba, I wish I listened to my inner man, I wish I had read this type of message from a victim before that night.
Many times I hear people say experience is the best teacher but actually the truth is the best teacher. No one has to go through such a mess before learning a lesson or two.

I hope this has helped someone to be more vigilant and wise when faced with situations that criminals simulate before leaving their houses every night. This is not the work of the under-world, It is the work of a well calculated plan for robbery at night these days. Well it is only an advice and i am grateful i am alive to tell you. It was not not so bad for me but quite sad for the lady in my car.
Stay safe, be security conscious!



I know the story of two sisters, Clara the youngest and Chidinma, you can call them family friends. Their mom is late but dad was always present in their lives till date. Their dad is wealthy, he is from Anambara State and virtually owned many businesses in the State just like Dangote runs the African market.

Clara and Chidinma attended the best Schools abroad and made their dad proud. Now the girls are back in Nigeria, dad is summoned by Clara the youngest daughter, she asked her dad to give her a couple of billions so she could go back to America and start a business of her own and the dad agreed without complaining. Chidinma stayed back in Nigeria to help her dad in one of the haulage companies.

Clara got to America hopeful and ready for the American market. She had a brilliant business idea that she never told anyone except her boyfriend way back in College. She moved in with this young man hoping for a brighter future. Clara began to work hard and made huge amount of money in America. She became a force to reckon with in the American market.

This was where her troubles began, One day Clara came home after a long day at the office only to be accused by her boyfriend of infidelity. She was so confused but denied it. Her boyfriend had no prove of Clara’s infidelity but was just jealous because she was making all the money for them. She became depressed and in the bid to impress her boyfriend, he became a thorn in the flesh and began to introduce her into drugs which then made her very distant from her family. Clara bought a Ferrari for her boyfriend, they partied all nights in different clubs, used all types of drugs and Clara always took the fall and several times ended up in jail. She had three abortions for him and things became worse than she could imagine. She lost her business and trying to get back on her feet, she was persuaded by her boyfriend to move some amount of cocaine from one State to another but got caught. She was in prison for 3years and released based on good behavior. Clara was then rejected by her boyfriend who started dating someone else.

She had no place to stay and began to feed on leftovers from garbage’s on the streets but one day got deported to Nigeria by the American government, then she begged her dad to employ her as a cleaner in one of his companies for her stupidity but her dad hugged her like a princess even in torn clothes. She was amazed at her dads reaction. All her dad said was my daughter was lost but she is found, so let’s make merry. Afterwards Chidinma got back home that evening to see a party in the house and was told the party was on behalf of her sister who left with so much money to America but came back broke in torn clothes. Chidinma became furious and secluded herself from the party in disgust claiming their father never praised her for being diligent in the affairs of the company she was running for him. All the father said was “my daughter was lost but now she is back!”

This story is quite simple, God’s thoughts are better than that of Clara’s father. Seek God and gain Eternal Life.


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