Christmas Greetings

This is wishing everyone a merry Christmas and a Happy New Year in advance. Lets Hope the new year comes with great joy and blessings and we all find a way forward in the right direction.

Let love be our guide and let kindness guide us to others, we can make this new year the best year ever.

A shout goes out to all my twitter fan and followers and all my facebook friend loads of love sorry i don't have a picture to post now but it would soon come.

Have a wonderful Christmas again.

The Love For Nigeria

Nigeria i s a great nation filled with wonderful people... Thats the general statement anyway but people on the inside just say it to give themselves a reason to believe in the best and usually that is the easy part.

But in as much as majority of the populist do not believe this saying is true it is amazing to find that people that have read the history of Nigeria, mingled with the Nigerian culture probably in classrooms, play houses or groups have come to appreciate the richness of the Nigerian heritage. Well in another thought pattern this could be due to the syndrome of "the grass is greener on the other side" but then again we all know that Africa has the least greenest grass of the face of this rock called Earth.

Then it brings me to the question; why then do people that don't live here choose to see the best in Nigeria and we that live on the inside are scrambling to get out? It goes to show that on the outside looking in, there is a greater value that is not appreciated by those on the inside that is seen by those looking in... Nigeria 50 years and we still do not see a change. A friend has taught me that the change you are looking for starts from within, we must begin to see Nigeria in a better light and paint our nation in the once glorious splendor that once was, because in truth Nigeria is us (You and Me) and we must make ourselves better.

Nigeria a Great Nation, with Great People. Long Live Nigeria

ok just trying to see how much i can do with my blackberry internet service

The blackberry device is a very important tool in communicating but it has also become a top entertainment tool used in spreading the hottest gist; through texting, pictures and voice or sound. The fascinating thing about this device is not the functionality or the gadgets the device possesses but the internet access granted to the device by the various service providers.

In this part of the world the blackberry has become the usual phone to use to keep in constant touch with the outside world, would this be so if other phones were given this "unlimited" internet access? In other parts of the world the Nokia, Iphones and other devices are given this option and therefore have competed favorably against the rising market demand of the blackberry device.

Well at least from my end it will keep me blogging and for that I am content, I just hope that it would afford me the chance to upload photos so I can give up to date information about life as it happens and entertainment around everywhere I go. Till my next post have a lovely week.

Days gone by

Hi guys, sorry i haven't blogged in a while its been kinda busy these past few days but trust me you haven't missed much. Well i guess the reason i got on my key board today was not because i have any Entertainment gist to give but because i had to know how you (my readers) Would react to this very sad and awkward situation.... So here goes.

I was on my way to work as usual and i turn on the car radio to 92.3 Inspiration Fm and Dan Foster was playing gospel jams as usual, then this guy calls in and start to narrate the saddest sorry i think i have heard in a long time... He said he just got a baby girl but in the process he lost his wife and the baby's twin brother, he said he had only been married for a year and he loved every minute of it. What actually caught my attention was the fact that in all the disaster and sadness that he had gone through he found the strength to say "it is well" and "thank you Jesus", and for me that way hard and yet so worming to know that in the midst of the raging storms he had the mind to look up to God and not blame him.... hmmm.

So i was wondering what would you do in such a situation? You know it is easy to remember God in times of trouble and hardship like this example of the man that wrote the hylm "Rock of ages Cleft for me" his story was that he was stuck on a deserted road and he had nowhere to go to then the rain started and he took shelter under a rock and then remembered that God was that road in his time of need. But in times of disaster i dear say it is not easy to remember God, like the example of the man that wrote and composed the hylm "It is Well", he lost his entire family in a ship wreck and still could say "no matter my loss thou has taught me to say... It is well" wow strong words...sniff sniff....

By any means that is a brave man with a daughter that would feel all the strength of God's wisdom since her father took the right step... WHAT ARE YOUR THOUGHTS or COMMENTS?

She loves me, She loves me not.

“I don’t know that many people that like to wash out their dirty linen in public like you do,” my friend would probably say when he reads this. But his concerns haven’t helped me much, else I wouldn’t be writing this.

I called up the poor fellow just last night to tell him about my brake up with yet another girl and all he could mutter was “Not again!” Maybe I have issues, maybe I do not. But before you judge me you should know this – love and all that mushy feeling that more often than not accompanies it, only turns your brain to eh, mush. Don’t get me wrong. I am not afraid to love, but for some reason I lack the necessary skill to deal with it I guess.

It’s a mere four lettered word but it is to a grown man what the boogey man is to kids. And we thought we were all grown. I hate to make excuses, but I believe someone other than me should be made responsible for why my heart skips every time a girl uses the word “love” in a sentence. The context in which she is using it is almost irrelevant as far I am concerned. It starts with how much she loves mangoes, or mineral water and then every time she mentions her annoying little dog, pooky, she reminds you of how much she loves him too. It’s a sign, but only a few of us are attentive enough to spot it. I knew there was trouble brewing, and it was only a matter of time before she likens me to pooky. I was so right.

She said the word.

On my drive home the night she first spoke those words, I kept asking myself, “Why do I have to respond with an “I love you too,” to an “I love you”?

You took a minute, pondered over it and still didn’t get an answer suitable enough for that question, right? I didn’t either.

I care for her, like her, yes. But I wasn’t so sure I was in love. “You wouldn’t be able to tell, even if love were like a pellet and struck you in the face” was all she said and right before she left me, angered, her heels digging into the ground as she stormed off.

Go ahead and call me a schmuck, see if I care. How many people say “I like you too” as a response to an “I love you,” huh? It might sound dumb but I was trying to be sincere. They are quick to point out that men were all liars. My friend Nike is nice enough to say “99% are. “ and here I am, trying to be good for once but somehow I still did bad.

I hate to say the obvious but… Chicks love lies!

If I had confessed love too, I probably would be planning a weekend with pooky, my girlfriend and a grey big elephant right about now. But I didn’t, and that was my crime.

Sometimes I am tempted to ask Do we say we love because it is culturally accepted, because it is politically correct or is it because we feel like the people we love were important parts of us? parts that needs be cherished, wholly and unconditionally?

I don’t know how it works for others but I like to look before i jump, because when I do, I know I am prepared to keep my head afloat no matter the circumstances.

Sweetie, if you are reading this, I hope you now understand that Love is a rather ambiguous word. If you loved me like you claimed, and love were true, and real, and relevant, and conquers all, then it should make no demands.(Now I am sounding like a girl)

Men, I like to think are like sweet potatoes, all hard from the outside. But you boil and stew em and the taste is… So if you love ‘em be not afraid of the challenges.

I am not blaming you. Guess I should blame the media or peer pressure or society or something but I am sure as hell not taking the wrap for this one either.

Babe! Do you love me, or do you love me not?

PS:

I don’t hate pooky. I just think he is annoying. Really annoying!