In a country where we were once called “The happiest people on earth”, now it cannot be said of Nigeria to be the most happiest as the situation is no longer the same. So much killing and shedding of innocent blood, deleting the future in order to have no one to take over the affair of the nation; so much political unrest and corruption. Kidnapping is now a normal thing to some people who do not want to labour for legitimate wealth. Some do it all because off spite and hatred for peace and tranquility or is it because they want to force some form of religion on everyone? The abduction of more than two hundred (200) secondary girls in the Northern part of the country is so overwhelming, I wonder how their parents are faring without their daughters by their side, to some parents-the girl taken could be an only child, to some; all they have is what the abductors have taken. *Where are we going in this land? This is really something that is hard to be silent about…* What is t...
The world is full of stories of people who started with big dreams and ambitions, only to stumble along the way before they eventually prevailed in the end. One such story is that of a young girl named Lola, whose dream it was to become an engineer and make her mark on the world. Lola grew up in poverty but she never let this hinder her passion for learning about science and technology. She sold homemade breads door-to-door just to afford school supplies, believing if she could learn enough then all her struggles would pay off some day. And so each night after classes were over, Lola returned home determinedly studying until late into the evening… It wasn’t easy but she stuck through it out of sheer determination! Her hard work finally paid off when – despite several bumps along the road – Lola managed to score well enough on University entrance exams that one university gave her chance at attending their engineering program; something almost unheard of since most admission...
The holding of our hands depict a form of consensus, I strive not to love you but I couldn’t hold back myself; how it happened, I don’t know. I was free with you, at peace with you and cherished you yet something went wrong. I ached to understand the distant experience, the solitude drove me crazy, and the disappearing situation was not necessary yet it deluges me to bring to bear how all that played out. The fizzling out has left a peephole where it was not needed; the colours I see remind me of you, remembering your demurring attitude bring smiles to my face. A sped of time it was yet; you left a big print on the walkway not only visible but with a very BOLD stamp. Impacting is a great task, you succeeded without much ado. You will be greatly missed, I love the air you breathe and will always do… P.S
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