Tuesday, 12 September 2017

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The Water Splashing Experience, Again


I tell people most times, life teaches us a lot with little things around us. Little experiences here, little difficulties there. We just have sit down and reflect on every little thing that happens to us directly, indirectly, to people around us, and in our vicinity.

I learn more from these experiences than whatever I have learnt in school. Today, I learnt again, and I want to share.

I woke as usual and prepared to head out, then the rain started. It was unexpected. And I hate going out in the rain for just one reason; BEING SPLASHED WATER BY SOME BLOODY CAR. I waited for the rain to subside, and of course, it did. It was time to take my bloody plonker self to work.

Got out of the house, got into a bike taking me to the bus stop. Seemed like a pretty good ride as the weather had been cooled by the downpour of the rain. The breeze caressed my beards that I almost got married to it. It was like enjoying 10 minutes of non-stop romance, but enough about the breeze 😏.

There was an Honda Pilot SUV in front of me. Oh I hate Honda Pilots. This was the first vehicle that splashed water on me when I first came to Lagos, I had to go back to home to change. Silly SUV. But, if you buy it for me I would still thank you. The car was going at some sort of speed as if the owner was late for work because he was having an early morning romp with his side chick. Mind you, not wife, side chick. Only a side chick could give such speed. This pace continued until he splashed water on some guy on the other side.

Chai, it was not a good sight. This was worse than mine. The guy just stood there dejected. I could feel his pain as I have been through this before from an Honda Pilot!
What are the odds of that... I was like "Aww eeyah, he's going home to change, no two ways about it".
I felt so sorry for him. Naija nawa.... Let's blame Buhari

I was still 'Awwing' when one SUV that God might punish the owner splashed water on me! I screamed, "Fuck!, Just fuck!!". The other guy who had earlier been splashed looked my way and started laughing. I laughed too but on a serious note, it really wasn't funny. Erm...maybe, just maybe the way I screamed like an 'Americana' was funny. The splash on me wasn't that bad, but on the other guy, lol, let's not go there.

I continued my journey to work and my reflections started. You see, in this life, nothing is constant, it's constantly changing. What's good this minute could be horrible the next minute. When people are going through bad times or rough patches in life, that's not the time to laugh at them or point their flaws, who knows, you might be NEXT. Maybe that same thing was meant to happen to you too but you had been given a test by seeing someone else go through it and however you react to it determines the magnitude of how that circumstance happens to you too.

So I feel we just need share more love, helping hands and laughter to anyone regardless of who they are or what they are. Just treat them right for YOU JUST MIGHT BE NEXT.

Rising Above Sheer Pettiness

In every soul, there's a constant battle between good and evil. It is never-ending. Why though?
Okay, let me report myself.

There's this street I pass through every morning while heading to work and evening while heading back home. Everytime I pass, I see that they always have light in that street. While my own street, it's not like we don't have light o. We do, but not as much as these guys. Boy! These guys? Their light seems to be unblinking. That's like Utopia for me. Near-constant electricity.

This morning I passed through. Alas, there was no light. They've taken their light! For some reason best known to evil, I felt this joy! Unspeakable joy, that they took their light in that street.

 Ehen finally. Na only una go dey get light for this area? wetin sef?

After moving a few minutes away from the street, the joy turned into a reflection for me. Why was I happy that they took their light? Is that not just evil? Would the taking of their light add more electricity to mine? Why did I have joy then? Wow. I am not perfect however.
I realized that these things happen everyday! Like every single day, we humans just have some sort of relief at the downfall of our fellow brothers and sisters.

When we see someone doing better than us, we lay in wait, just hating, breeding jealousy and envy. Just expecting something bad to happen so we could have some sort of relief. We all have evil thoughts once in while, but it's also our duty to rise above it every single time it presents itself because like it or not, we are both good and evil. How you choose to act on your thoughts depends entirely on you. I do admit that I had that thought, but I had to call myself to order. That was horrible thinking and I have risen above it.

Yes there would be people who would do better than you in this world no matter how hard you try. Yes, at some point you would get jealous of them and all. But you must call yourself to order and rise above that pettiness. At least my reflections taught me that today.

The Intersex Nigerian - This Is A Rant


I saw a heartbreaking video of a boy who was publicly disgraced and ridiculed in the most dehumanizing way possible. I couldn't watch it to end as I was red with rage already. His offence was simple. Very simple. He was born an hermaphrodite(Intersex). He has the male and female genitalia. That's it. Shikena. Nothing else.

A boy that should be protected, loved and encouraged by his community that he is normal and like every other person in all ramifications, has gone through such ordeal from the same members of his community. We, Nigerians, are barbaric people sometimes. The most educated one amongst us could turn out to be the most idiotic. The bloody fool who had the time to make a video of that horrible experience, had no time to visit Google to educate himself that that's a biological occurrence. No he wouldn't, foolishness and stupidity have ravaged his senses like most idiotic Nigerians I know.

In Nigeria, we don't understand the principles of fundamental human rights. So what if he's an hermaphrodite? You couldn't leave him to live that same life in peace? You had to ridicule him that way? Did they ever stop to think what would go on mentally in the boy's head after this and he takes a drastic action? Like suicide? Because he feels he's not normal and doesn't deserve to live? Baby you are normal. That was how you were created. It's not your doing. I wish I could tell him all these physically. This is saddening.

In all our acts and deeds ,we should try to apply the 'What If' factor. What if he was your nephew. What if he was your son. What if he was your grandson. What if he was your cousin. What if he was your friend. What if he was you.

I wonder when we would learn. I wonder when we would rise above our non-exposure. I wonder when we would stop reasoning and acting like savages and barbarians. I wonder when we would have common sense.

The most infuriating part is some of us found it amusing and shared it, maybe for others to have good laugh I reckon. Are we all not sick in the skull? Are we not just utterly stupid? Are we all not nincompoops? You're laughing because you have a 'normal' penis. You're laughing because you have a 'normal' vagina. You should be ashamed of yourself. Your ancestors should be ashamed of you. Your unborn children should be ashamed of you.

Nigerians, learn.

Dear Men

Dear men,
Have you ever listened to lyrics of this song? Or better still, have you watched the video?