Objective Gist

I remember how girls mocked guys whose belt and shoe colors don't match, Yet the slay Queens own face and neck don’t even match. Some of them will say they don't like it when men put on stripe shirts and tie, I wonder what they have to say about their own "Joseph coat" facial makeup of many colors. Before you build the foundation of marriage on a slay Queen, you better find out what is under the foundation of their skins. I met a certain lady that completely hid her Ogbomosho tribal marks under the foundation of Marykay (apologies Ogbomosho people), only to be exposed at night when the party was all over and the "masquerade became human" with skin deep tribal marks. I heard some of them even sleep with makeups still on just so as  never to be caught 'unfresh'... Skin deep tribal marks are even still pardonable, but the kind of deception marks and character flaws that some ladies cover up this days has caused regrets in the lives of many young me

I witnessed a wedding party that had a budget of 1.8 million Naira, but the groom was practically underemployed or literally unemployed. Quick analysis, the groom needed help with job before the wedding and approached several people for help but only got sympathy and promissory gestures. When he went round with the wedding IV, they promised to handle the financial and logistics responsibilities. At the end of the event, assessment estimate showed that a total of 1.8 million Naira had been spent by family and friends to ensure the jobless couples wedding was a success. If only the groom had the 1.8 million Naira in support towards his ideas. He had nursed starting a networking and technical lab for years but couldn't raise the capital. "People are wicked", he concluded after the assessment. Yes, he saw it as wickedness for people to spend so much at his event when he needed help to make ends meet with a source of livelihood. Is it really not wickedness when people hav

Can we not hide behind a transparent curtain and come out to the truth? The Park Management System was an Auxiliary agenda, instead of a digital agenda. Just when I thought we were going digital with Motor Park Management. When the ban was placed, I felt it was really about the safety of lives and properties. But when Auxiliary was appointed as chair of the PMS, I cannot but ask, is this what this has been all about? If Auxiliary can not have it, then no one else could. Is the PMS a clever innovation to install Auxiliary? Just when I thought we were going digital with Motor Park Management, Auxiliary is all that is the focal point. As much as I would like to stand behind my Governor to justify every of his actions, truth must be told and integrity of personality must be sustained. The governor had installed men and women of academic, administrative and political excellence into his government. But Auxiliary's portfolio is a bit of taint to this record. Auxiliary's shrewd w

To the woman the world is waiting to know. As the days go by, I sit by the Riverside waiting for your love to flow by. Where else can home be on earth if not inside your heart. The world says all that glitters is not gold, but the one thing that glitters in my eyes is the golden you. I've had enough to dream of a future with you  so much my hopes are full to the brim. My queen, though the world may not have met you yet,  and the time may yet not be ripe for the fanfare, but at least some romantic letters we can exchange. I hope you get to read this letter before our meeting so our discussion can be romantically straight to the point. Even in your absence, I feel the aura of your presence so strongly with a deep feeling of the kind of couple we'll be. You can't imagine that most times I giggle in silence as I play your personality in my head and preempt your response and reactions to situations... oh what a synced and teleporting life we will live. As I write this l

I once saw a bum padded jeans that looked like an astronaut suit on sale and I pondered who will go through the inconvenience to have this on! I learned there are pads for the boobs as well. But Why all these "padded" stress nah? Stress? How dare me, belittling these great assets that have now very important "wares" in the gallery of slay Queens. So padding them is not considered a stress. They will do all it takes to ensure the "ass" is set for its seductive duty. Thereafter, every tinted car windows will become a mirror to check and recheck the ass-set on the go.. oh my! Yeah I understand, to some it's a "follow come" natural endowment while some others have to pad it. Natural or padded, they all play the same role to the carrier and the viewers' which is, the loosing of minds. I once knew a lady who goes berserk over lovely comments about her bum. If you want her to blush just compliment her well rounded bum. Well, it's her time

We have seen scams in this world but non like the emotional scam. I can't imagine I blamed myself so hard for what transpired between us back then. Ashey all na scam. My encounter with Madam SU, who was so spiritually strict, that "naughty" was a worldly word not in her saintly dictionary and must never be used even to flirt with her. I don't know if there can be a course for holy or saintly flirting and I will be the first student to enroll. She was a Saint and in my mind, I am the one to step up to her level, even when fate had other plans for my "unsaintly" status then. She was so spiritually strict that men steered clear. Don't call her by her full name and see her wrath. Hmmm, it was that strict. Truly, I may have fumbled too, I admit I may have hastily ruffled the waters, and who wouldn't be so agitated by such elegance, intelligence and charm in a Christian woman. Yet, it wasn't much a big deal as she escalated it to be, casting me ou

Honestly we've been scammed. Seriously o! I'm not joking. I can't believe this was the usher that barred a lady from entering the fellowship auditorium back then because she had a jean trouser on. Now see her in tight fitted jeans. I remember how they stopped many at the door for not having headscarves on, now see them in long loose braids. It was the brothers own that was more scamful (permit me to use that word). You will know them back then by their parachute dresses that they will never slim fit, but now see them o! The way they tag you a bad boy for very flimsy things ehn, thank God they are not God. If you dare side hug a lady back then, you were heading to hell in their kinda judgement. I remember someone once told me I needed sanctification over the diction of a romantic poem I once wrote. I remember a time I was accosted at the door by a lady on my way sneaking out of fellowship one time. Don't mind me too, it was my practice to always sneak away from fell