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I read a thread on twitter recently about women whose husbands die and the in-laws take over everything their husband owned and it got me thinking about a lot of things. That is actually the reality in a lot of homes in Nigeria. Husband dies, his family takes over stuff without considering how his wife will cater for the kids. Sometimes, they might even kill the man to get his properties and take over everything including his wife. It’s really sad that people can be so wicked and inconsiderate which is why we need to take some steps to prevent our loved ones from suffering after our demise. It’s very important for a woman to work and have her own investments in different places no matter how rich your husband is. I’ve seen women who become maids after their very rich husband dies and there’s nothing left for them. While you can’t stop any in-law from claiming whatever, you can build yourself up financially so that you won’t be affected financially when death happens to your husb

I get to be asked about how marriage has been a lot by some of my unmarried friends. I’ve not even been married for long enough to be qualified to answer that question. From my little experience, marriage, like any other phase in life isn’t all smooth. It has its ups and downs. There’s an extra respect you get as soon as you get married. I get to be called MA a lot by people who wouldn’t ordinarily call me that and I’m wondering why. I guess it’s just the way the society has made it. Oh and I lost some friends as soon as I got the MRS title. Some people don’t care about how serious your relationship is, they’d still be on your ‘case’ but as soon as you say “I do”, they’d forget you like you never existed. This was good and bad for me because I considered some to be great friends but then, I guess I was wrong. Then there’s the pressure to get pregnant, I got lucky to get pregnant earlier than I thought though I wasn’t even ready. But before my body began announcing it, I still

Today, I’m thinking about how crazy life is. How I have so much to be thankful for. I’m thinking about those who have much more than I do, I’m also thinking about those whom I have much more than. I’m thinking about friends who have never been promoted once in eleven years on their jobs, same salary but more bills to pay. I’m thinking about those who had it good but are dead now. I’m thinking about those who are having it good right now. I’m thinking about family who genuinely care and support one another. I’m thinking about family members who only want to take without giving or giving close to nothing. I’m thinking about amazing friends who seem to be heaven sent because they’re always there. I’m thinking about friendships that seemed to be real but turned out unreal or even too dramatic to deal. I’m thinking about church and how it can be a place of peace in times of trouble. I’m thinking about churches that end your peace. I’m thinking about how not to think. I’m thinking ab

Restless in my bed, rolling back and forth. Your fragrance littered all over my pillows, bedspread. In the bathroom Strands of your hair in the bathtub and on the bathing soap, my towel engulfed with your fragrance. Brushing my hair and I aint spared either Your hair strands stuck on my comb, brush. Not to mention the kiss you planted on my mirror…damn Pacing back and forth in my room Memories of you everywhere. Not you and it aint fair. Tried severally to arrange my room  but I keep getting hung up on something that reminds me of you. And to think I’m the spik and span guy… Though you live and glow in my heart, Yet I’ll cherish the “haphazardness” Though scattered, it’s perfect.

When my twitter people started talking about ‘when they see us’, I thought ‘they’ve started again oh’ but deep down, I really wanted to see the movie so I could relate to the gist I was seeing on my timeline. Unfortunately, I had canceled my Netflix subscription(I’m sure you have an idea why) so I couldn’t watch. I was lucky enough to get it from my neighbor who had it on her phone. I don’t know how long I cried for. I also learnt a lot of lessons and I mean, a lot. Those lessons inspired this article. LESSON ONE When a person does not like you or what you represent, they will do whatever it takes to bring you down. They will twist your image and make you appear evil to the world. They can have all the facts looking them in the face and still turn a blind eye. In times like that, only GOD can save you. This was evident in the way those investigators kept twisting the facts and manipulating those boys just to make things look the way they want. They didn’t even stop to think about th

It wasn’t a joke when he heard what happened. He had just been robbed of the money he had been saving for that special project. ‘This life ehn' was all he muttered when he saw it for himself. Someone must have been watching him but he wasn’t sure who. ‘Omo mehn, person wey don die no know wetin dey’, he told someone when the person asked ‘how you dey?’. The response would have been weird but George was different shades of weird already so any air of weirdness around him seemed normal. Life had been easy for him. If he wanted to tell his story ten years ago, there would have been no point because he had no battles but now, everything is different. If he had been on that plane with them,  he’d have crashed too. Sometimes he’s grateful he wasn’t with them but most times, he’s not so sure anymore. If he could tell his story, it would be titled ‘endless struggle’ because he hadn’t found a breaking point yet so yes, his struggle is endless. Everyone is a ‘freak’ of something. Music,