a new template

Been out of these circles for a good bit
Returned today and didnt recognize my blog
Did a rewind through my first few posts and its topics
And fast forwarded to today
And i couldnt explain the radical shift in focus.

When i first started, i wrote because i was angry
Angry about the way things were in the world
But with Nigeria in particular
I blamed everyone for Nigeria's ills
Cursed our past leaders for deepening the wounds of the wounded
The wounds of my people, Nigeria's peoples.

But all of a sudden, my writing style changed
My blog became more personal
Perhaps driven no longer by my desire,
To bring to light society's ills and proffer
Hopefully what i term 'solutions',
But my desire to generate traffic and comments.

And for the long minute and a half
The traffic came, the comments poured in
Actually started to believe i was
'The genius Within'
But like a drug, the high lasted for a minute and a half.

And for the remainder 23 hours 58 mins 30 secs
of the day, the high left me
and i fell out of love with my writings.

I want to salute my favourite writers
Who never lost focus and kept on writing
Staying true to themselves and the
blogville family
I hope to one day drink from the well of your
continued sustenance.

It is with the sincerest of hearts,
And a renewed optimism, that
This new template is
What i hope will mark a new start for me
As a writer and a person
And i pray it will not be another false start.

Jenifa meets slumdog millionaire

Ah. Slumdog millionaire. Odds are you’ve all heard of this film, yeah. With the exception of my martian friends perhaps (err, cue laughter here, thanks). Anyway the film earned so much plaudits I decided to break my cinemas hoodoo and go see what all the fuss was about.

Cinemas. Me and cinemas don’t seem to get along. All the films I’ve seen there always leave me going, ‘meh’. I admit the word ‘all’ is slightly subjective what with the fact that I’ve only seen 4 films at the cinemas. First was ‘war of the worlds’. I remember that vividly as it was the only film I took my then girlfriend to go and see at Silverbird cinemas.

Second was ‘wanted’ I think. This guy that got in a war and woke up at the end of the film to find out he had been dreaming all along (someone help with the name please). The third was one yeye british supposedly funny film I went to see with a friend who is a girl (as opposed to the term ‘girlfriend), can’t remember the name to save my life so I googled ‘2008 british film about kids who became a theatre hero).

And the fourth. Sorry for the epistle folks. Thought I’d add some background. Fourth is slumdog millionaire, a supposedly coming of age story about a boy from the slums of India (think ajegunle here, no offence meant), who won a lottery.Got home from the cinemas that night and found someone had finally gotten round to getting a copy of jenifa (Suliat kan, aiyetoro kan) after a month of pleas from me.

Folks.

I sat down for 2 hours at the end of which I didn’t regret one second of the film. From the get go, I was bellowing like a buffalo. I'm sure you could all hear my hoohaahas continents away. My belly hurt from constant guffaws (yep, u learned a new word today, lol).

Jenifa shows that you don’t need ‘20m dollars’ to make a good film and even though the story in jenifa might feel familiar to loads of people, it is in the way the story is told that keeps it fresh and differentiates it from the competition.

I was so chuffed after the movie ended (please what does this mean?).

Anyway, the 1^st Nigerian film academy awards (oscar) goes to ‘jenifa’, for the most entertaining film of the year. And Funke Akindele, for a heart warming performance of a village girl new to the city.

I implore you all not to go out and ‘grab your copy now’ like the marketers in idumota lane would want u to.

I think I’d rephrase that a bit and I’d say please go out and buy yourself an original copy so we can support these filmmakers in Nigeria. Trust me, you will not be disappointed.

And if you are disappointed, call me for a refund and I’d be glad to oblige you.

I watched jenifa twice in a row, and it made me realize why I have always worn my country on my sleeve.

Jenifa made me ‘proudly Nigerian’.

Edit: A week after writing this, I watched Jenifa part 2 and some of the humour got lost while trying to teach us all a lesson on HIV/AIDS.

I’d add my 2 cents and say ‘its not a sin if u can’t abstain, but I implore u to take every precaution necessary. Trust me, 5mins of pleasure isn’t a substitute for a lifetime of regrets.’

In the interim, please be reassured that we scientists are doing all we can to find a cure to this terrible ailment asap.

Luv y’all,

Proudly Nigerian.

i'm back

again or i think i am.

Happy new year everyone. May this year bring with it all that you all desire by God's grace, amen.

Thanks for checking on me. I've missed this 'family'.

All of a sudden i've gotten so bad at blogging.

Trying to rectify that at the moment, so please bear with me.

I am a work-in-progress.

See you around soonest.

Proudly Nigerian.

the good, the bad and the ugly

Nope, not the film, folks.

The Good

Missing blogville

I've missed a whole month worth of posts on blogville. And to think my reading was over with exams. LOL. Watch out folks, i'd be coming to a blog near you faster than you can blink.

See, you blinked and you missed me.

Love not my cuppa?

'Before i fall in love, i'm preparing to leave her'.

Last week friday, i thought i was in love with my best girl friend. There's a very pretty girl in my class that i've always noticed. Of all places to finally getting to chat with her, fate had to choose the exam hall. I fell in love again. So i'm thinking how can i think i love someone on a friday, then i fall in love with another on a monday. How does that work?

I'm afraid i've got a roving eye, and staying married to one woman for the rest of my life would be one of my greatest accomplishments, or so it seems at the moment for me.

PhD calling

God has given me the opportunity to be able to study for a PhD and i don't want to live the rest of my life regretting not having taken it. I don't want to be remembered as that runner who quit seconds before the finishing line.

I've doubted my ability loads, but after Obama's historic victory, I'm humming a new tune:

'Yes I Can'..

The Bad

What kind of boyfie will i be?

Geesh, i don't know the answer to this anymore. The other day i told the woman i'm in love with (edit: or i think i'm in love with), i'd help her find a boyfie. Don't think i'd make anyone a good boyfie at the moment. I mean, i don't want to be the boyfie that cannot spend a good 10mins on his mobile cos he's afraid of running out of credit.

Or the boyfie who takes her to a restaurant to watch her eat while he declares he isn't hungry just so he can save some change. Or the guy who can't afford to take her shopping during the holiday season.

What's wrong with waiting till i sort out my finances before dating again?

Club hater?

Last night i was at a club but within an hour, i was ready to go home. Maybe it was the fact that the DJ, who happened to be a white chic, kept playing songs from the movies (think saturday night fever). Or could it be due to the fact that there was only one black chic there? Is it me but doesn't it seem like the people that have the most fun are fuelled by drinks?

Anyways after last night, i can confirm that clubbing is over-rated in my books. I'd rather take a night in with a hot woman, a warm bed, warm cocoa, and fifa 09 on the playstation 3, over any yeye club ever again.

Ha, letting out sure feels (struggling to find the right word) therapeutic? (whatever that means!)


The Ugly

Baruwa pharmaceuticals

For manufacturing defective baby syrups called My pikin, and leading to the death of little innocent ones, may the owners of the company have their ill-gotten wealth permanently tainted by the young ones innocent blood. That's if there is still any justice in this world.

Jos Riots

This was definitely one of the stupidest things that happened this year. Riots over a silly local government election. Oh, how our valiant grandparents who fought over ideologies and social wellbeing issues, must be turning in their graves.

The funny thing is that the rich man who lost an election, is sleeping soundly in his 30 bedroom mansion while his poverty stricken minions wreak havoc on the skintest of the skint possessions and source of income.

Nah, not funny at all.

Am i surprised? Not anymore. After all, it is the same Nigerians who killed one another over a cartoon published in far away Denmark. A cartoon which they didn't even live long enough to have seen in a newspaper and most probably could not have read considering their lack of literacy skills.

Who can save Zimbabwe?

The situation in that country stinks really really bad. Robert Mugabe has been on the throne before the day i was born. The old man has steered his country into the abyss of rot, and it's going to be a long journey back into the light for the zimbabwean people.

God help Zimbabwe and hopefully some day soon, the all wise and all knowing Mugabe, shall free his people from the clutches of impending doom he has single handedly wrought on a nation. He should stop blaming the West for Zimbabwe's problems.

The End

That's all folks. Pray you all have a good weekend. God bless us all, amen.
God bless Nigeria.

i told you so didn't i

??
Its dec 8 and i'm done with studying for now
by his grace

I know u missed me and i missed u all too Be back in a heartbeat while i
sort my internet connection out

Have a blessed week..

BRB

Dec 9, God's grace.
Should be done with exams by then.

Don't miss me too much oh.
Think of me often sha.

Have i got gist for you.

Teaser: Mel, my female jamaican personal banker,
that friend i had a crush on and her birthday story,
my non paying job as an accountant, the indian princess
that could have my child...

Dec 9, bookmark it in your diaries. You will be glad you did.

Till then, i heart u all. Take good care...

understanding me

As you read this, do not feel for me or leave soppy comments. I’m writing straight from my heart, and refuse to be bugged down thinking what you might think reading this. The heat in here is intense, have to go open the windows.

It’s past midnight that would soon bring with it the first sights of dawn. I am starry eyed and wide awake. I am going through the motions on a keyboard I know so well, stringing alphabets to form words and words into coherent sentences.

I do not know what I am writing. I do know my heart is heavy. With the back of my hand I wipe away the first signs of wetness from the corners of my eye.

Am I scared? Definitely.

See I do not have an inkling of what the future holds but I have spent the best part of my early life being prepared. If there was an entity called a perfect kid, our DNAs would be a really good fit.

Fine I discovered a copy of playboy magazine by accident in dad’s box room when I was 19. I had never seen so many beautiful women in one sitting in my entire life.

The first time I watched porn, I was well into my 2^nd year in university. I admit it I was aroused but I never gave it a second thought. Besides I can say I actually spent the best part of the 5 minutes I could view without being caught, praying that NEPA didn’t ‘take light’ otherwise the video will be stuck in the VCR.

I don’t know how to make friends. All the friends I’ve had, made me their friends. Guess I am that much of an introvert. I grew up in a close knit family environment, my family has always been the centre of my existence, so guess that diminished the extrovert that might be in me.

Breezed through undergrad but grad school was a different kettle of fish. I know I could have done a whole lot better.

That’s gone now and I’m in the middle of an accountancy qualification, that doesn’t excite my senses too much. But it has really shown me the power of the human mind to take in totally new ideas and understand them regardless of my background in the sciences. It makes me believe one can excel in anything as long as one has got the mindset and focus to.

I don’t have a girlfriend. I cannot afford one at the moment, and I certainly don’t miss the headaches it brings. Besides try finding someone that has the same interests as you do and you would quickly realize you are fishing in a really big pool. By the way, I love God, my family, my country, my friends, my video games, women and arsenal fc (with unrivalled passion).

The bottom line is I am scared. I am scared of what the future holds. I am scared of not making it. I am scared of not being a provider for my family. I am scared I might not get rich and not die trying to be rich, thereby making life so much more harder.

I am scared I’m 25 on Saturday and I don’t know where life is taking me………………….

PS: I read most of your blog posts but I don’t get to leave a comment. Please bear with me as I’ve also been bad at replying the comments some of you leave. I am your biggest fan, all of you.

May the good Lord bless us all, amen….