World Sickle Cell Day

Death is trapped within your bones. That is what you were told. Came to dwell there by a glitch in your blood and your red cells became many, tiny scythes or sickles waiting to pluck you off the tree of life. One day, you asked if death wasn’t a thing trapped in the bones of all men. Yes, but for you, it is an early bird. So you learnt to count your days with each throbbing pain, as these scythes squeezed and tore through vessels. You even counted on days when a seeming peace lived under your skin.

Exes and Trash talk

Fred (not real name) told me about his ex.  She was insensitive, disrespectful and was out to ruin his life.
I believed. Who wouldn't? Fred has a like able personality.
But...
I met Andra his ex and l was shocked!. She was none of what he described. This girl was wonderful and considerate. One day, l asked about the relationship and when we were done talking, l regretted ever thinking about her in a lopsided manner.

My first interview as a Pharmacist

This was my first interview since I became a pharmacist. I had a mixture of excitement and nervousness and I was determined to ace it (if there was anything like that). So here I was, neatly ironed skirt and shirt, heavily polished flats and my hair tucked into a bun. The goal was to look smart and professional. My first shocker was when l asked a friend who came to pick me

Me : Do you think l am appropriately dressed for this interview? 

Him: Well.... Yes... You look good but l swear you will get a 6 for this dressing. You should have worn a suit. 

Me: (gasps) huh? Ok... No problem sha (shrugs) 

Immediately, we got to the VIP Lounge, it suddenly felt like I missed the memo for dressing. Almost everyone was on a suit except for very few. 

Dear Womb Watchers

Dear womb watchers,
Stop asking your Married friends when they are going to have babies.
Stop questioning women about their ovaries.
Stop keeping  track of the length of people's marriage.
Stop telling them they've been married long enough to have a couple of kids, who asked you?
Please stop!
You may mean well,
You may be curious,

Traditional yen yen yen

Some traditional cultures and customs are long overdue for dumping. They've become thoughtless routines that do little or no good but much harm. They may have been relevant at some time but in the light of social evolution there's such a thing as "new realities"- people should adapt customs. 

I have a very industrious young friend called Obinna. He has a small electronic shop in PH. Since about 2004 when he served a master as an apprentice till when he got on his own, he's had to pause his schooling just because of lack of support and used his earnings to sponsor his younger siblings instead. About a year ago, he's aged father had to come join him and the siblings he's training at his PH residence because of health issues. I saw him like twice or so.

Craziest thing a waiter ever said to you.

Saw this hilarious thread on IG and thought I should share.
Enjoy!
The responses are very hilarious

The danger of Silence

“In the end, we will remember not the words of our enemies but the silence of our friends”- Martin Luther King Jr.

Every day, all around us, we see the consequences of silence manifest themselves in the form of discrimination, violence, genocide and war.  Yesterday, I watched a TEDx talk on “the danger of silence” by Clint Smith and I realized how l have short changed me and everyone around me. Often times, I find myself being a bystander on issues and not stepping in to say my opinion mainly because of fear but silence one day, silence the next … and we end up allowing something we didn’t want in the first place.  

What do we mean when we say"RAPE CULTURE"?

When we talk about rape culture, we’re talking about cultural practices that excuse or otherwise tolerate sexual violence. We’re talking about the way that we collectively think about rape. More often than not, it’s situations in which sexual assault, rape, and general violence are ignored, trivialized, normalized, or made into jokes.

And this happens a lot.

All the time.

Every day.

Word for today.

I have too many apps on my phone. Some came with the phone, some I installed by myself. My need for apps is constantly evolving so I keep installing and uninstalling as the need or lack of it arises. Like the time I installed Talking Angela to distract the kids only to realise it would distract me every now and then by meowing for attention(bad kitty)...uninstall! Another time I installed Shazam because I was searching for a particular song, instead I unwittingly downloaded a satanic heavy metal song that instantly fouled up the atmosphere in my house . I had to plead the blood of Jesus and sanctify the place...uninstall!
Next time I installed Candy crush Saga just to know what the noise was all about. As soon as I got the hang of it I became addicted...uninstall! Abeg I'm redeeming my time because the days are evil. I'm not discrediting any of these apps, I'm just trying to say something (before they'll say I gave them bad market).

SOCIAL MEDIA HEADACHE

Validation!!! Everyone seeks it. From friends, colleagues, families and loved ones. But now, we seek it more on social media. Lately, I've had to take a step back and examine my motive for doing things and unfortunately 80% has been for selfish reasons. The struggle to be accepted, valued, liked and held in high esteem. 

I usually tell my friends that whenever I post pictures online it's just because l want to save up memories and put them in the cloud. But for some time now, its been because l just want people to have the impression that I am game and doing well. Hair on fleek, career on fleek, family on fleek,  In fact Life on fleek. But that’s not the truth. 

My first encounter with thieves

Run! Was the first thought that came to mind immediately I saw the guy jumped from his bike.

I didn’t think!

I didn’t hesitate!

I didn’t even wait! I simply ran.