We are defined deeply by where we are born and raised by whom we are born to, and how we are raised. A Han Chinese man born and raised in Nigeria will behave differently from one born and raised in China. Locations are the main definers of who we are. Our cultures influence our morals and the lens through which we see the world. Many great dynasties have existed through time, some stronger and...
The growing cost of living is about to choke the living. And sadly a large percentage of our primary expenses go into the expense of feeding. To reduce your expenses, buying food in bulk just might help. And that is why I’m sharing with you means and ways to preserve the food you bought with your hard-earned money to avoid wasting it. In trying to store foods properly, it is important to...
Do you ever look around and wonder where time has gone? You wonder how did I get so old? and wonder what happened to your dreams, did they happen yet? and if they have happened, yay, I am so glad for you. And I hope you are happy. Are you happy though? Is there happiness to have at the end of all this? Would you tell us if we are walking a path where there’s some happiness at the end, or are...
If you have ever stepped foot on Nigerian soil then you know that tomato is one of our true loves. Tomato is in a one-sided relationship with Nigerians where it isn’t acknowledged to be the greatest and truest of all times that it is. All Nigerians read “most”, love tomato but no one loves it anymore than the Yoruba people. They eat tomatoes with everything, like everything. And then...
The finality of Death is so annoyingly- final. One minute here, the next minute, good for good. The second most pivotal point of any human life. It’s the end of chances, the end of efforts, the end of tries. The end of hope. And most definitely the end of love. Because love is what you do, give and share. You receive as well as give it. And when one dies, it ends. You can do nothing but...
So innocent. So blank. So beautiful
So squished.
So worthy.
A new life.
A newborn.
Unending possibilities.
A new slate.
Stories yet untold.
Joys yet to face.
Tears yet to cry.
Fears yet to feel.
Regrets not made. Yet.
So very unfinal.
So very undecided.
Life at Its Best.
A new beginning, we hope, is greatness.
Forgiveness is not synonymous with justice. We’re the most fascinating people. We understand what is real and just. We have morals, standards, and laws. We have a fixed way of dealing with moral and legal situations. But now and then, we decide to turn it upside down. Until it happens to you, the law is the law. As a formerly close-knit and communal society, we had our elders decide on...
“Less than six degrees of separation exist between you and several million strangers who you may or may not encounter in your lifetime. When we understand the structure of this communication net, we stand to grasp a good deal more about the fabric of society. Maybe it’s not necessarily justified, this common human complaint. The feeling that we’re all cut off, alienated, and...
Dieting, which is almost equally crucial for maintaining physical fitness and health as cardiac exercise and weight training, is frequently discussed in the context of weight loss. However, for some reason, when the subject of nutrients comes up, people feel compelled to point out that beans have a more extensive carbohydrate content than protein. Although the statement is true, why do we bring...
Excellence is divine and beautiful to behold, and Biodun Stephen reflects that so well in SIsta. A prophet not being respected in his hometown is something I do not do with African arts. I want it to be excellent; I want to love it and talk about it, and every once in a while, a Nigerian Creative puts so much joy in my heart. And today, it’s Biodun Stephen making my heart leap. And with joy...