Knowing is not enough; we must apply. Willing is not enough; we must do.                —Johann Wolfgang von Goethe ____________________________________ Ituron community -  One thing Eric had learned over the years was that hastily unleashing his anger always had a bizarre ending. But, like his father before him, patience was a virtue the gods of their ancestors had kept beyond his strong grasp, especially when his job and the people he respected were involved. "Maurice I will ask you one last time, where is the stranger?"

Life is a long lesson in humility.                                     -James M. Barrie _______________________________ Location: An Exclusive Restaurant / Abuja "Tricia." David's deep voice intruded on her thoughts, and she turned cold eyes on him. Staring at his face all night was never the plan. Being forced to eat with him instead of with friends and colleagues was a nightmare, just like the low-budget array of intercontinental and local dishes she would never touch even in the next life. Her dietitian would be alarmed at the tragedy she was being exposed to. Her stomach rumbled distastefully as the aroma suddenly made her feel like throwing up. She wanted to scream at David for being part of the plan to hold her against her will. She felt like dumping the stupid cake on his head, but held back her anger. Getting mad at a messenger would not assuage her rage. Alex, you will ...

We do not remember days, we remember moments.                     - Cesare Pavese _____________________________ Location: An Exclusive Restaurant/Abuja 'Why do you do this?" "Do what?" "Run anytime Alex says catch. Am I missing something? Help me to understand..." "He asked me to bring you here so I did just that." "So if he asks you to drown yourself you would do that?" David flashed a blinding smile at her; "If you are sure you don't want to eat anything, then let's go home. I'm aware that you have an early morning tomorrow." "Are you going to tuck me in as well?

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Don't overthink when I say that I had a great weekend. Surprisingly it was not even as a result of anything extraordinary or one of those expensive sit outs. The fact that I was eager to face a new day after the whole experience got me thinking and reaching out for my device to enable me put my thoughts down and gladly share it with you all.  NIB Special Valentine Season   Feel the Magic Here I have never given much thought to the adage: laughter is the best medicine. With Covid-19 refusing to leave us alone, the tradition of attending comedy events now seems like a suicide mission. Besides, laughing behind a face mask just no make sense. 

Getting to where I am today took a lot of will power. Better still, I should say that the turn my life took is a surprise I am still trying to get used to. Some people might say; is it not Nikky? I know her story nah. My response will always be a Laugh out Loud (LOL). Nwanne you don't know nothing.

Today, I saw another gory news of a young girl dismembered by her teenage boyfriend and I asked myself; what is going on? How did we get to this stage? Our teenagers are now engaging in this false belief called "money making rituals"!!!  I am vexed and won't dwell on this issue. I won't go for the usual target; our near comatose government nor would I point accusing fingers at our failing family system. My focus will be on our dear Nollywood as a public educator. Research has shown that Television, and other media devices, influence children and in extension, the society. Children who constantly view violent programs, movies or clips have a tendency to become more insensitive, violent, aggressive and most times, depressed.

It is in your moments of decision that your destiny is shaped.               -  Tony Robbins ________________________________ Location: Maurice's Compound “Maurice! Maurice, I know you can hear me!” Eric was flanked by a handful of his ferocious-looking squad, all clad in their usual red-and-black uniforms of various designs. It was nearly midnight, and they stood before a modern brick bungalow surrounded by neatly trimmed shrubs and flowers. Bright lights mounted on the exterior walls illuminated the grounds, casting enough glare for Eric to see through the open sliding windows that the house was occupied.  Some of his men peeled off toward the backyard while others took up positions along the flanks, every one of them wielding clubs and machetes. Eric took in the compact building, which was clearly undergoing renovations judging by the sharp scent of fresh paint and the wet sheen on the front porch walls. A frown creased his brow a...

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Old Post I always look back with nostalgia to my teen years back in the 90s. Nikky Christmas was fun on another level back then especially because it was a time for eating delicious delicacies, wearing your Christmas cloth, enjoying a bottle of drink alone instead of sharing it with others, watching masquerades and dance troupes to exhibit their skills. My big dream was to join a masquerade group and get to be the masquerade. So i was excited when some boys in my class who also lived on my street decided to form a masquerade group and asked me to join them. My dream was coming true and I gladly became a member. We turned into designers and picked rafia from the bush, colored, sewed them together to make a garment for our masquerade. 

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