The Dearth Of Libraries In Our Time.

I might be wrong, but I do not know the last time I saw a Library that isn’t located in a school premises anA-typical-school-library-360x269-300x224ywhere around town. For some reason, the only one I used to know is now closed down. Its a church now I think. I was talking to my neighbour’s teenage daughter some days ago and I asked her how she spent her long vacation. Oh! well I went to the cinema a lot, a few parties and I just hung out with my friends mostly she said. I smiled and continued on my way but inside of me I was a little sad. Maybe because I love to read, or because  I was always fascinated when my aunts told me tales of how they spent a valuable chunk of their time at the local Library during their vacation in their days, but I was sad because most of the teens in our time can’t be bothered to read a book except when they have homework and even then Google is the next best thing.

The Internet has taken over and little by little books are being eclipsed. When I was a teenager, Google was a myth. Cyber cafes were few and the computers were an enigma so when I had homework, I headed straight to the Library and pored over the textbooks till I found all that I was looking for. 

I can safely say that there isn’t a single Library in the area where I reside today! Not one, but there are clubs, and bars and numerous cyber cafes and it is quite sad because young people today are being deprived of the joy of reading actual books. Call me old fashioned but I absolutely cannot stand e-books, as a matter of fact, I love the smell of books, the older the better. Teenagers these days seem clueless, they are so involved in their social media bubbles that they have no clue what is going on around the world.

I would love to see a Library built in my neighbourhood, and many more built across the country.

Now That We Have Gone Back To “Suya” And Infrequent Hand Washings.

Few Months ago, there was panic and terror in Nigeria, Lagos to be precise. The Ebola Virus Disease (EVD) had struck and no one was safe. Hand sanitizers that were hitherto abandoned on supermarket shelves, sold out faster than anyone could imagine, Suya stands were deserted because we were told to stay away from certain kinds of meat, suya included, and people made conscious efforts to wash and sanitize their hands often. On the other hand, those that believed in bitter kola, salt and water therapy, and ewedu, indulged to their hearts content.

Handshakes and hugs reduced to a minimum, even in churches! Lagosians became civilized, frighteningly so that even at Oshodi and other rowdy bus stops, people formed queues to get into buses, and all the rushing, pushing and shoving became history.

Thanks to God and to the valiant effort of the Lagos state government, the disease was contained and mercifully the death toll wasn’t alarming. Gradually, things have returned to their status quo. The hand sanitizers that were suddenly so scarce and expensive have slowly returned to their places on the shelf. The Mai Suyas are smiling to the bank because their booths have been restored to their former glory and slowly but surely, people have gone back to washing their hands less and less.

Though it took the scourge of Ebola to remind humanity of basic hygiene, we should know that Ebola or not, washing our hands is key. Especially before and after meals, after using the restroom and whenever necessary. Keep your surroundings clean as can be, wash fruits thoroughly before consumption and avoid unnecessary body contact.

Nigeria is free from fresh cases of EVD, but other African countries are not and people are dying by the numbers. Husbands have lost wives, children have lost parents, and families have been decimated.  Let us remember them in our prayers.

Cleanliness is not next to godliness, It is part of it!

#22 Things About This Girl


Yours Truly

I do not always keep with up the trends but I thought I would give this a shot. I was nominated on Facebook to write 22 things about myself, but this where the magic happens *wink* hence my writing it here. 22 things about me? here goes:

1. I love Jesus, I am learning everyday how to walk with Him, and how to make Him the priority that He is in my life, and He’s helping me.

2. I am a good  excellent cook, even if I do say so myself, Dear Future Husband, I have got you covered.

3. I am an avid reader, I fell in love with books when I was 9 and I have stayed in love ever since. My mates bought clothes, shoes, bags, I bought books! I currently own three huge boxes of books, of which sixty eight of them are written by Danielle Steele.

4. I stutter,and it makes me talk so fast sometimes, even I don’t understand myself. Regardless, those that love me, hear me.

5. This girl right here is a daydreamer! The things I dream about *Sigh* 

6. I am a fairly good singer, I sing with my Church choir, and I have been known to channel my inner Beyonce and belt out the high notes in the shower and in the kitchen, Lol

7. I cannot sew to save my life, It can take me three days to fit the thread in the needle, even when my nails are at their shortest, My Home Economics teacher told me that my stitches looked like they were done by a raging drunk!

8. My fear of rats is epic, I absolutely cannot stand them. You do not want to be around me when a rat runs by, I might trample you.

9. I CANNOT walk into a party by myself, dates back to when I was sixteen years old, do not ask me why.

10. I am obsessed with collecting perfume bottles…I have over a hundred very beautiful bottles and counting. My mother keeps threatening to throw them out, but so far I have managed to stall her.*wish me luck*

11. I wear medicated glasses, they say I have astigmatism, I do not believe them though.

12. Perfectly drawn Eyebrows are my thing. Everyone that knows me knows that.

13. The first time I got a laptop many many years ago, I wouldn’t let anyone copy my music or my movies, I was afraid they would finish it and I would have nothing to listen to or watch.

14. Wristwatches, rings and earrings are also my some of my vices, can’t get enough of them.

15. I love my only sister and three brothers fiercely, touch them,touch me.

16. My sister once slapped me while she was asleep, what a way to wake me up!

17. I wrote a book when I was 9 years old, titled: The Girl Who Refused To Go On Errands, reading it now I have realised I was writing about myself. 

18. MUSIC!!! I love Music, love seems like a lame word to describe how good music makes me feel, leaving home without my ipod and my earpiece is a no no.

19. I am restless! as a matter of fact that was my nickname in secondary school. I cannot stand still, I must move a part of my body. I also do not have the patience to untie knots or untangle cords, I am not capable of sipping my drinks, I just gulp them, and I also chew my candy.

20. I am an ardent football lover and a faithful fan of the Chelsea club. I know all about transfer windows, who’s on loan, who failed their medicals,etc…

21. I love to sleep, who doesn’t?

22. Watching TV series make me happy, currently glued to the following: Grey’s Anatomy, Scandal, Two broke girls, Orange is the new black, New girl, Being Mary Jane, Mistresses, Devious maids and Witches of east end.

23- Extra: I love my readers , and I am thankful for all the love and encouragement.

So this is it! Hope you didn’t fall asleep reading it?

How To Survive A Wedding (When It’s Not Your Own)

Contrary to popular belief, being single when all your friends are getting married is not a taboo! You can still breathe, walk, talk and live as a single girl. However Inadequate and left out days like today can make you feel, don’t fret. Everyone Including your friend who is getting married  has been single and lonely at one point.

After Careful consideration and a little research, I have come up with some tips that can make some of these weddings bearable for you.

What To Wear:   Easy breezy for the bride and sometimes an utter iStock_000031442412_Small-849x300nightmare for you. Its easier when there is Asoebi  and all that is left is to  choose a killer style, but in cases where there isn’t, go for the pretty, delicate, classy and most importantly non-aggressive styles. Comfortable heels are always a Yes as you might be on your feet for quite a while and will most likely deal with pebbles, staircases and all the major heel-wearing hazards.

Food: Have a full breakfast or lunch as the case maybe, before you leave home as you may not see food for a very long time. There is the service, the photo sessions, and all manner of rituals that take place at a wedding before the food is finally served so, Line your stomach!

Never Go Alone: Myths have it that the best place to meet a partner is often at weddings, but its my opinion that going to a wedding alone sometimes isn’t the best idea, especially when you and the couple don’t have a lot of friends in common. Always go with someone because sitting with a friend makes you look more approachable, it also provides you with a partner in crime and someone to laugh with. If you sit alone, you would simply nurse the obligatory bottle of Coke or glass of Juice as the case may be, brood over your small chops and keep wondering why that woman’s gele looks like a vegetable.

Exits: Always, always pre book a cab if you aren’t driving. Why do you think Cinderella caused such a sensation at the ball? She left early. Arrive knowing exactly how long you intend to stay, and leave when that time comes.

Makeup: Makeup is supposed to enhance, and not disguise. When in doubt about your makeup and gele tying skills, always consult an artiste. Your face makes a lasting impression and you never know who is taking points. If you are carrying a clutch purse, take only the basic essentials; your compact and your lipstick. These are necessary because a number of factors can lead to your makeup getting flawed.

Smile: Smile!, all the time, be happy; look alive, you will be glad you did.

At the end of the day, you owe it to yourself to have fun and enjoy every bit of the wedding even if it isn’t your own. Look at every wedding you attend as some sort of rehearsal for your own big day and just breathe, relax, sooner than you expect it would be you walking down that aisle and some other single girl’s turn to wonder when her time would come. And if you never walk down that aisle, that’s ok too. I do not think marriage is the only thing that should validate you as a woman.

Be Happy…

Random Quote: ” Above all, believe in true love and know that men are like a pair of shoes , and somewhere out there is your perfect fit”- Anonymous

Photo Credit: Google

Reference: How To Walk In High Heels by Camilla Morton

On Rainy Days, Gentle Men and One Blue Scarf…

Long time no post! I have had a crazy schedule of late. I hope you all are well?

I do not like rainy days, not one bit. I don’t mind them if I am at home, in my bed with a yummy novel but when I am going out, I’d rather it remains bright and sunny.images

Its been raining consistently for the past couple of days, and for some reason it has been drenching me, well its my fault really because I absolutely hate carrying umbrellas. So on yet another rainy morning just before I got off the bus, I overheard the ladies sitting in front of me discussing and wondering if there were any good men left in Nigeria. One of them said over and over again how men were clueless and couldn’t see a good woman like herself to love and to cherish. The other lady said she did not love her husband any longer and was just waiting for him to do something worth leaving him for. Between two of them they came up with the conclusion that there were no good men left in the world. I tried not to laugh at some of the things they were saying and focused my energy on hoping the rain would stop as we got closer to the bus stop.

Since I didn’t have my umbrella, I began to take measures to reduce the effect I knew the rain would have on me. I stuffed my phones into the side zipper of my handbag to keep them from getting wet, rolled up my perfectly ironed black trousers which the rain would end up ruining anyways, and draped my dependable blue wool scarf around my head and shoulders. At this point the rain had increased and I was prepared for the worst.

The bus stopped, I got down but the shelter at the bus stop was filled with people like myself who found themselves without an umbrella, so despite all my precautionary measures, I found myself standing in the rain and rapidly getting drenched, again! While the rain was busy dealing with me, the women who were discussing earlier in the bus suddenly flanked me and poked their head into my already dripping blue scarf! I was too stunned to even complain and I just let them be.

It kept pouring and by this time the scarf had become quite useless but we held on it. People drove by speedily not minding the water they were splashing on us. A bolt of thunder, a flash of lighting and the rain kept pouring. Miraculously,a jeep that had been driving slower than the others, came to a halt and asked us where we were headed. Luckily for me and my two new friends, he was going our way and we got into the car, wet clothes, shoes and all. 

Soon, we got to our destination and again the ladies and I were headed the same way. We chorused our “thank you sir” and the other lady blurted out: Hmmmmm, so there are still good men in this world? The man heard it, smiled and drove off.
Happy to be rid of the two women, I walked away, wondering how I was going to get through the day with my wet clothes.

I am a firm believer that there are good men left in the world, I know only a handful though and I am grateful for them.

I’ve learned that you can tell a lot about a person by the way (s)he handles these three things: a rainy day, lost luggage, and tangled Christmas tree lights.”- Maya Angelou

What does my rainy day experience say about me?

What friendship Means To Me

Some years ago I got into the University and I knew no one. There was not a single familiar face and it was tough spending my early days in school alone. For someone as outgoing as myself, I was so convinced that I was going to make a lot of friends very quickly but it was not so, Sooner or later, I met six amazing individuals and I will try to use our story to explain what friendship means to me…

Jainee, Sef, Mims, Ebi, Lolu and Ohaks; anybody who knew me in school knew these girls along with me. We went every where together, ate almost every meal together, went to church together, sometimes even the Library! Guys were scared to walk up to us because we were intimidating, well so they said … There were very few things that we did not do together, and though we were seldom in the same hostel, it made no difference. Now, it wasn’t all sunshine, rainbows and unicorns, we had fights, very major fights that we didn’t even know we could get back from, but we did and it made us even stronger.

School was bearable thanks to them and soon we became sisters, we knew each others parents and families and it was hard to to believe we only met in school. We each had very different personalities. I was the bubbly one, the outgoing and goofy one. Jainee, half nerd, half dancer…one of the best dancers in school then, Roommate at some point and my fellow Indomie Noodles chef. Sef was the reserved one with big dreams about establishing a fashion empire which by the way she’s now on her way to doing. Mims had an adventurous streak, and was never afraid to try any thing new. Lolu, quiet and prayerful and not as goofy as the rest of us, Ebi was probably the most serious one of us all, very prayerful, she was our Chaplain and many evenings of Bible studies happened in her room, and then Ohaks. Ohaks danced alot too, and she had a creative imagination. She held us spellbound with her stories and always had something quirky to say.

One of the best things about our friendship is laughter. We laughed so hard sometimes, we cried. We laughed all the time, and everywhere even at meal times. People who listen to us speak will think we are probably stroke victims because of the way we talk when we are together, hard for others to decipher and it is often impossible to read chats between Jainee and myself because of our lingua.

Then life happened…school ended, and NYSC came, soon jobs came and it became impossible to catch up. Everyone was living their lives and for a moment we lost sight of what we had in school. The beauty of it is that though we are far away from each other, somehow we are making it work.  Ebi is in the UK and is almost a Dr. I’m so proud of her, Jainee has a demanding career that took her to far away China at some point and so does Mims and Ohaks, Sef is a proud business owner and she deals in what she knows best which is fashion. Lolu is a happy wife and mother to an adorable little girl. God has blessed us all and even though we don’t see each other or speak as often as we would love to, it feels good to know that they are always there and just a phone call away.

I have other friends who mean the world to me too( My heart is that big, yes!) and I am thankful for each and everyone of them, they are way too numerous to mention and I love them all…

What does friendship mean to me?

Friendship means trust, it means love, it means sacrifice and it means commitment… I am blessed with friends that support me, motivate me and encourage me. If you don’t have friends that pray for you and support you and tell you the truth even if you don’t want to hear it, then you need to re-evaluate as fast as you can.

Show me your friends, and I will show you who you are. I am proud to show mine anywhere, they are a worthy reflection…

Enjoy your week!

Not So Random Tip: If you live in Abuja, stop by at Suite A56 Area 11 Shopping Mall, 2nd Floor above Fidelity Bank, Ahmadu Bello Way, Area 11 Garki, Abuja. BB pin: 74672FB3, IG: @bellabrandfashion…That’s my friend Sef’s store details, and if you tell her you saw it here, you just might get a discount!

A Letter To My Mother…

Dear Mummy,

From my earliest memories, you have been the one that soothes all my aches, the one that answers most of my questions and the one who taught me practically everything I know. You taught me how to cook, taught me to give, taught me to fear the Lord, taught me to love, to forgive.You juggle five children, numerous relatives plus a demanding career and you make it look so easy when in actual fact its not.

Somewhere along this road called life, my siblings and I have erred but in a way that is true to you, you choose to admonish in love and sincere objectivity and move on rather than dwell on our short comings. The best cook I know, cooking for your children is a delight for you. My mum will wake up on a Saturday morning when she should be sleeping after enduring a hard week at work and cook up a storm! The smile your face when you watch us eat is epic! and after all that cooking, you will barely eat so I am guessing its because somehow just watching us eat, fills you up.


My Mama!

Mother, father, best friend, confidant, special adviser, stylist, road map,(my mum knows everywhere in this Lagos!) sister, consultant, chef, prayer champion, these are just a few of the things that make you so unique…

I hope I can be to my kids the kind of mother you are to me, I love you and I celebrate you today and I will for the rest of my life.


Random Advice: Tell the people you love, how much you love them, as often as you can,while they can still hear you…

Where Is Your Laughter?…

Yessss….Yesssss your money for back. The bus conductor dashed any hope I had of catching a brief nap on my way to work. I faced the window and attempted to sleep again only for him to nudge me; yessss sister your money, I no get change oh…after attempting to give him my special brand of ”bad eye” I dug out my wallet and paid him.

I put my head down again and continued my bumpy ride to work until the guy beside me decided that 6:15 am was the best time to play Eleda Mi by Olamide on his loud “chinko” phone, I raised my head to glare at him but when I saw that he and some other passengers on the bus were humming along to the song, I decided not be a kill joy and reached into my hand bag for my earpiece. I searched and searched and only then did I realize that one of my brothers must have borrowed it and forgot to return it to my bag. At this point I was so distraught and all the sleep I was clinging to had fled from my eyes.

Before long I was at my bustop and when I got down from the bus I remembered  hadn’t collected my  750 Naira change from the conductor, I turned to ask him but the bus was zooming away and I couldn’t run after it. At this point I was livid, and  was so convinced that my day was off to a bad start. I had my frown in place and proceeded to climb the bridge and then I saw a friend of mine…

This friend of mine is a crippled guy that sits on the Lekki bridge every morning. There’s always a smile on his face as he whistles cheerily while sweeping the bridge from corner to corner… Him: Ah “Ore Mi! (Ore Mi is the Yoruba word for My Friend) how you dey today? why your face be like this? wey your laugh dey”? Hearing this promptly turned my frown into a smile and I reached into my bag to give him some money like I do daily, but he stopped me and said: “Ore, no worry, this laugh wey you laugh so don reach me,we go see tomorrow”. 

That gesture touched me deep in my soul, because it dawned on me that while I was busy talking myself into being angry so early in the morning, this guy who has no legs and no job was busy finding joy while he was sweeping the bridge. Where is your laughter? where is your smile? the economy is dwindling, you don’t have a car, a good job, a spouse, a house, Brazilian and Peruvian hair, lol… whatever it may be. Learn from my friend on the bridge like i did and make up your mind to be happy and be grateful no matter what the circumstances may be.

Laughter is good for the soul, laugh often and do your best to make other people laugh too, you will be glad you did!

Proverbs 17:22- ”A merry heart doeth good like a medicine, but a broken spirit drieth the bones…”

Random Fact: Dark chocolate, honey and eggs can help increase blood flow, prevent depression and increase your energy.

Where Did My Dreams Go?…


When I was a little girl, I was so sure I was going to be a TV presenter. I made my sister’s life miserable with my fake shows, she was my crew, my hair and makeup artiste, my audience, my everything. I would sit in front of the mirror with my mother’s wooden spoon which doubled as my microphone and talk my heart out pretending I had a huge and adoring audience.

Fast forward twenty-something years later and I am definitely not a TV presenter! Maybe because I talk way too fast or maybe because I did not think I was cut out to be one, or I was too shy or… I have a million excuses but the fact is that i did not follow my dreams…

Where have your dreams gone? did you loose the nerve to follow them? did your family or friends think they weren’t cool enough? did marriage and kids cost you your dreams? or like me do you have a million excuses?

Here is the thing about dreams, they often times are too big for you to comprehend, and they will sound stupid to the people you might share them with but don’t give up on them just yet. Start by writing them down,  and never forget that whatever you set out to do is feasible all you need to do is to want it badly enough to make it happen.

So quit being a coward and take that first step today, make that call today, write that business proposal today, start that research today, there will always be excuses but if you persevere and say no to procrastination, you are already on your way.

Will I ever become a TV presenter?  Will I ever stop stuttering? Will I ever be bold enough to pursue a career in TV? The answer is YES!!! world, watch out because  ” The Marach Show”  just might happen.

Follow your dreams,who knows where they may lead you?

Random Fact: In China, killing a Panda is punishable by death!

What If?…


What if you have stopped loving your job, your spouse, your friends, your life??? What if everything feels wrong to you? What if your life feels like you are starring in a poorly directed movie? or like a pair of shoes that you really love but they just wouldn’t fit?

I can bet you that you are not crazy or paranoid, a million and one people are going through the same things…Its life! the plans we make fall apart, the things we are so sure will work out don’t even come close to happening, the man you thought would love you till the day he died didn’t even make it past the first month! i could go on and on.

Take a step back and examine yourself and the life you live, amazingly you might find that you really are doing nothing wrong but what if you are? what if you take life too seriously? what if you are so obsessed with your long term goals that you forget to live in the now? what if you have forgotten to find joy in the simple things like; a child’s laughter, a funny billboard, the smell of a freshly mowed lawn? (well if you live in some parts of Lagos, chances are you might  never smell or even see a freshly mowed lawn) but hey, whatever it is that gives you joy, do it! quit scheduling it, don’t over think it, like Nike says; just do it.

”What do you love doing? Eating? Eat the way you like it…maybe with your hands. Sleeping? Sleep the way you like…maybe on the floor/mat sometimes. Walking, eating, writing, drinking? Do it the way you love to do it. You will be surprised at the joy that comes with the anonymity.”- (‘Kunle Olaifa 2013)

Have an amazing week, do away with the what ifs and just be happy! you’ll see, it works.

Random fact: Deep breathing can help release tension and toxins from your body!