In All You Get, Get Gutsy

 

Recently, a cab driver hit on me. It wasn’t a shy, can-we-be-friends-first-and-then-you-know-maybe-something-can-happen-from-there kind of hitting on. It was a full-blown, I-really-like you-and-would-like-to-date-you-and possibly-marry-you kind of hitting on. It was cute. A tad annoying, but cute. He had been sent to pick me up for an appointment of sorts, and I had every right to be upset by his utterances. He was being unprofessional and if I had reported him to his employers, he may have been heavily reprimanded or even lost his job. But aside the slight the irritation I initially felt, I admired his courage. I was impressed with his guts and it got me thinking…

What Is The Value Of A Nigerian Life?

The image above not only represents the heart-rending inferno that consumed some commuters in Lagos last week, it could also pass for the current state of the Nigerian nation. On Saturday, a young man, in an apparent demonstration of his dissatisfaction with the chaotic and saddening reality of the country, stood at the Maryland intersection holding up a signage that asked the government of the day either shape up and fix Nigeria like they were elected to do or resign. He stood there almost all day, alone and stoic in his one-man peaceful protest, braving the odds. When the pictures began to make the rounds on social media, one would have expected everyone to laud his initiative and courage, but that was not the case. Rather, some of the same youths who have been clamouring for a revolution opined he was only wasting his time and would soon tire out.

The One Quality That Earns You Respect

 

The hot topic in the last two weeks has been the 2018 FIFA World Cup. The tournament holds once in four years and it’s not surprising that it would take over the discourse space. Apart from the adrenalin-inducing effect the event has on football lovers all over the world, regular individuals are also sucked into the frenzy of the month-long competition. However uninterested they may be, they are not completely immune to the buzz and activities that come with the game. It’s practically impossible not to “stumble” into conversations or arguments or some good old banter relating to the event, let alone the adverts and constant updates in the traditional and online media.

The Lesson In Everything

 

Music. Dance. Culture. Rifts. Love. War. Football. All the bits and pieces that make up our existence. The fragments, the wholes, our interests and the stuff we really do not give a hoot about all have a lesson to teach us. I choose to see life as a lesson. In everything I do, however mundane, I am always mindful that there’s something to learn. Beyond the four walls of the classroom formal education offers or the deliberate training and development efforts our employers put in place to improve our work skills, there’s something to take away from the seemingly pedestrian activities we are involved in.

Down

 

“Girl, you are the luckiest feminine species in the world. An exquisite combination of beauty and brains, and on this special occasion, I can only wish you the very best.”

It was Joan, my American roommate, during my freshman days in college.

“Annie, big, big congratulations! I am so happy for you, girlfriend. And honestly, Joan has said it all. You have everything going for you and if I wasn’t your best friend, I swear I’d be jealous of all you have achieved at such a young age. Sister, I am absolutely delighted for you and I wish you and Greg the very best married life has to offer” My childhood friend and bestie, Mena concluded the toast.

What’s The Worst That Could Happen Anyway?

“What’s the worst that could happen, anyway?” That’s the question I ask myself when I am at a crossroads. Whenever I sense myself getting exasperated about taking a decision or getting apprehensive about the possible outcome of a situation, I imagine the worst possible thing that could result from taking the wrong decision. And many times, that question induces the damn it mentality I need to face my fears and do it afraid. It’s the tonic I need to get going and it helps put things in perspective.

The Precarious State Of Fame

 

Morgan Freeman, one of the most revered Hollywood legends is the latest high profile figure to find himself enmeshed in the ignominious wave of sexual harassment accusations. No less than eight women have pointed a finger at the octogenarian, stating that at one time or the other, he has acted inappropriately towards them. And while the elderly actor’s response has been swift, in an attempt to set the records straight, it remains to be seen whether this is the beginning of the end for yet another well-respected thespian.

Michael Curry, My Star Of The Royal Wedding

The royal wedding lived up to the hype that preceded it. It was all we expected and more. Beyond the haute couture outfits, the array of celebrity guests dressed to the nines and all round pomp and pageantry, there were many highlights of the epoch-making event. And depending on who you were talking, to the star of the day could range from the Kingdom Choir, a group of 20 whose rendition of “Stand By Me”  was anything but pedestrian to 19-year old Sheku Kanneh Mason’s graceful performance to Bishop Michael Curry’s unusual sermon.

For The Love Of Yahoo Boys

 

Three friends, Ayo, George and Hussein are having drinks at Deuce Bar, a midscale bar somewhere in an obscure neighbourhood in Victoria Island, Lagos.

Suddenly, their mutual friend, Bassey rushes in. He is panting as he perches on the arm of the 2-seater Ayo and Hussein shared as they downed their cocktails.

“Guy! Hope no problem? Why you run enter like dat?” George spoke up first.

“Hope sey no be thief dey pursue you so?” Ayo said

“Guys, chill, the dude is trying to catch his breath. Bass, just calm down tell us wetin happen.” Hussein was eager to hear Bassey’s story too, but as always, he could summon his natural inclination to be patient, unlike his friends.

In Nigeria, The Fear Of “Making It” Is Real

 

“Sorry ma,” He said as I alighted from my car while trying to imagine the extent of damage that had just been done to the passenger side of my rear panel. I had been driving towards a T junction and applied my brakes in a bid slow down to assess the traffic situation of the adjoining road before making a turn. As it’s characteristic of them, an impatient tricyclist intended to speed past me and in the process, came a little too close and inevitably collided with me.