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Saturday, November 9, 2013

MY SAFE HAVEN

While going back felt like a stranger, it was land that felt all too familiar to me,  my safe-haven, my comfort zone, a place were I was never ruffled, where I was smoothly clothed with a silky wool like a new born babe, wrapped in my forever land,never to be awaken by the harsh realities of Life. 

Here I was snatched away from my dreamy sleep, like a new born babe that was taken away from the sweet loving arms of her mother.Awed and wide-eyed my reality shone like the morning sun, but this time it wasn't welcomed, tossed and turned by the tempest of life, gruesomely I  endured the loss of friends and family, I clinged to the never satisfying jobs. 

My safe -haven was lost,pushed away beyond my reach, oh! How I longed for you safe-haven! Come back to me and take me to a place where my peace can be found.

Thursday, June 6, 2013

ARE NIGERIANS TRULY HAPPY PEOPLE?



We all know the popular saying that says that Nigerians are the happiest people on earth, but how true is this? Are we truly happy, can we boldly say we are happy people, is there true joy in the face of the hardship and poverty that stares us in the face, how much joy we have with so much unemployment, so much insecurity and fear of what tomorrow will bring?

How many souls have we lost to terrorism, bad roads, inadequate health care facilities, all these woes lays at our fate on a daily bases and we have to embrace it because we have nowhere else to go, after all Nigeria is our home, will there ever be light at the end of the tunnel for Nigerians, are we ever going to be truly happy people again? How many of us have had to go to bed at night and think if things were different ,if the system worked well enough, I would not have to lose a loved one to insecurity, bad roads, lack of proper health care, or even the ability to put food on our tables .

the great writer Dele Momodu said about us, we have developed thick such skins that nothing moves us as long as the catastrophe has not touched his directly, so Nigerians, is it until there is no one else left before our change will come? Where is the Nigerian spirit known all over the world for thriving even in most difficult situations? Maybe where our strength lies is where are weakness also reside, our ability to swallow any bitter pill has made us immune to terrible conditions

When is the wind of change going to blow and liberate my people? When is this vicious cycle going to end? Are Nigerians truly happy people? These and more are my thought about the plight of Nigeria.