Chibuikem Emmanuel; The friend I never got to know.

I can’t remember when I first met Chibuikem Emmanuel and for someone like me who rarely forgets such details, it’s weird. He said I confessed he was my” favourite person of all time” by our second meeting and again this is weird. But I’m very sure I made a very lousy first impression. Whenever I am meeting someone for the first time, I keep quiet, watch and listen then loosen up after a couple of meetings. Even though our first few meetings is still blurry, I remember he loved wearing white, smelled nice, wore really cool sandals with fingers trimmed and neat.

My NYSC Camp Experience

Prior to when I received my call-up number, I was told Lagos NYSC camp, Abuja NYSC camp and Port Harcourt NYSC camp are more exciting than others so I made plans to influence my posting to one of them.

I typed ‘NYSC Lagos Camp’ on Google search bar and an image of a shirtless Iyanya appeared among female corp members.

Damn!
This might be my only opportunity to kukere Iyanya six packs, I thought.

Lagos camp was it!

That evening, I asked my parents for
N30,000 to influence my posting. What followed next was a three hour sermon on “The implications of altering your destiny”

New Music: U.K-Twisted ft Bombc

Focos music first lady, UK, releases this thought provoking single about life and what it takes to be yourself in a world where everyone else is trying to be what they weren't created to be. It's the first single off her forthcoming EP and she features label mate and rapper, Bombc on it. The song was produced by Synx, mixed and mastered by ZimboCrix.

As seen on facebook: Amadioha loves ukazi soup

So I saw this hilarious post on my timeline on facebook and thought I should share. Read...

Last time I attended a burial, I was mourning, not the dead, but the senseless wastefulness I witnessed.

The crowd of villagers, the different dancing troupes, the live band groups, the priests and pastors with their fancy white gowns... Festivity was in the air.

Nope, this wasn't the burial of a wealthy man. He was just an ordinary villager who couldn't send any of his kids to school, living in a very old dilapidating structure of a house.

Before I die

Before I die, I would like to grow fully grey haired and be that friendly, wise, old man with that warm smile, that a young man thinking of leaving his reckless life can safely talk to without fear.

Before I die, I would like to have and watch my toddler do something silly and laugh at it, record the incident, put it on YouTube and share that simple happiness with millions of views.

Before I die, I'd like to catch an unusual inspiration and write a book; not a motivational book per se, a simple book about being human that people of all cultures can read, see themselves in and laugh.

Before I die, I want to be old and hold hands with another old woman, who'd be old, gracious and dignified as CICELY TYSON .

Saving Sex for Marriage: A guy's perspective

I don’t want to write this post, frankly, I don’t want to talk to you about this at all. Not because I’m ashamed or uncomfortable with the topic, but rather no part of me wants to be a poster child for this “crazy” decision I’ve made.

For the men in our society, sex has long been a badge of honor—the exact opposite of the Scarlet Letter handed out to the girls who do the same. The phrase, “she made a man out of him,” tells you everything you need to know about how ingrained and rewarded losing your virginity is in the world of men.

THE TRUTH IS, NOTHING IN MY LIFE HAS BROUGHT MORE RIDICULE AND HARASSMENT THAN MY DECISION TO WAIT TO HAVE SEX UNTIL MARRIAGE.

Whenever the topic comes up, I am almost always met with one of four reactions:

Shock: “WHAT?! YOU ARE CRAZY!”

Attempted Humiliation: “Oh, so you could never get anyone to sleep with you? It’s okay bro.”

Bewilderment: “What, are you amish or something?”

Doubt: This is the most charming reaction, “so you’re gay?”

The truth is, they’re right, there are millions of reasons not to wait for marriage.