The Pretty Stranger

My eyes are wet as rain with the sorrow of the pain. The dark nights seem like my companion. I’ve nothing left in these deserted paths. I had imagined my whole life with her.

I say this every moment to myself, “I’ve forgotten you”. So then why do our memories make me cry? Your memories still haunt me. Losing my love has left me to complaint. If he had to separate us then why did he bring us together?

I now understand the pain of separation. The dark nights seem like my companion. I separated from you 4 a while and my path changed. I started losing u and I felt something started going away. My very own was not mine anymore.

Pray 4 me now. You and only you has the antidote for this pain. I couldn’t be urz. I say this very moment to myself, “I’ve forgotten you” so why then do our memories make me cry? Your memories follow me everywhere. Those forgotten moments ask me why we ever separated. There’s this huge distance between us. The dark nights seem like my companion. I’ve nothing left in these deserted paths.

Everything seems faded away. Wonder wats wrong with me. Everything and everyone looks unfamiliar. I’ve a similar grievance everyone I’ve come across seemed unfamiliar. There’s a slight sadness here, though so close yet u’re unfamiliar. Though she was a stranger but she was mine but she’s somewhere around.

Since I found out that I’ll never get to know you again. I started keeping away from love, my heart always made excuses. Err’n we didn’t speak about. Y didn’t u ever say em? There’s so much to say. Happiness is waiting with arms stretched buh I can still feel the void. Is the sun shining somewhere far? I’ve found a reason to live again. If you want we can find our destination again.

Our paths will cross again. I’m running towards where my world is. Though she was a stranger buh she was mine.

Snap Lane

In life, disaster looms when people fail to recognise its presence. "Nobody is perfect" is a popular phrase everyone uses whenever you find yourself at crossroads resulting from a conscious inconsiderate act or most likely an unconscious unknown attitude carried out.


Life is filled with distractions and side attractions. When we have a sharpened sense of recognition and don’t infect this with the earlier stated, clearly we would be living happy and peaceful lives. We would learn to love completely and whatever plans we make would mirror a luxurious act of foresight and precognition.

Never accept failure as recipe for not pushing yourself into a serene state. Look where u slipped not where u fell. Know your weaknesses and push your limitations. Ignore any foreign need to deviate from positivity. To err is human, but to recognize this statement and press on to inspire neglect into ur heart is even more evil.

Today, I saw myself reminded of this fact, “You only live one, make it count” If I had one wish, I’d not request to restart life again but pray that God gives me the right quantity of strength needed to withstand whatever pressure I’d face. Wisdom is key. Your life can’t get any better if u embrace d effective effect of wisdom which on the contrary isn’t same as knowledge buy greatly synonymous in some respect.

Pay attention to the little things about life, you’ll be guaranteed happiness. I don’t know much about a lot but I certainly do know a lot about this.

School Resumption

It’s a beautiful sunday morning and as you would expect, a lot of last minute righteousness prevalent amidst people who earlier in the week must have forgotten the existence of the word “religion”. Lots of dress modes(pathetic ones at that), people walking briskly like they’re losing an appointment and then the honest-to-God devotees who do not wait for sundays to visit their various religious centers.

I’m vaguely trying to examine why I’m simply not into this religious fiasco but innocently my subconscious thoughts are still stuck on the heartbreaking issue, school resumption. Four months is a long time to dwell at home in addition to the conventional six months Internship. Spending time away from boredom was as difficult as life in the slum. Every activity became monotonous. Perfection was a routine.

Finally massive relief comes. Three days ago ASUU conducted a meeting and the result of that meeting was delighting. The announcement was made, federal universities would reopen on Monday. My heart was swollen. I was overwhelmed with words when I informed my folks about the seemingly genuine good news. Deep down inside me I couldn’t subscribe completely to this considering previous instances of failed promises but the bright side was, I wasn’t at crossroads anymore. Thoughts of reloading my travel kit began flushing in. I could spot little legit elements of happiness in me.

As these thoughts continue to dictate my Sunday activities, I sincerely hope ASUU would have compassion for my nerves and permit me to assume once again school responsibilities I’ve dearly missed.

Introducing Kajah...

Hello World,

I’m new to this blogging kini(wateva d yorubas say dat is) and the honest-to-God truth is blogging narrowly made it to my ’2012 to do list’ alongside learning to play a musical instrument(i wee so flop in that ehhh).

It took eternity to kick off something like this i must say plus you know its a new year, that drunk feel following it was d last piece to the puzzle. *yawns*

I havent written a comprehension about myself since i think secondary school, looks to me like ages, i think that explains the lack of weight for a first post. Anyways i found some kini(i really have to flush out that word from my head) online that i was thinking would shed more light on me and perhaps not tag me Mr Anonymous. *munches snickers chocolate*

Here it goes…kk, like chill ryt, my answers are 99.999999% sincere so feel free to digest.

Skin Color – Chocolate skinned(depends on the brand of chocolate tho, lol)

Fav. Color – Brown

Languages: English, Ibo, Pidgin(if that counts, prolly guess so)

Fav. movie – Italian Job

Education – Elect/Elect Engineering(yeah ryt, dont let your imaginations run away with you)

Smoker/Drinker – I hate smoking(no hard feelings) and i love me some cold baileys

What did i want to be when i was little? – Honestly, i really wanted to fly an airplane

If i could eat one food for one week, what would it be? – Hehehe, Bole na!

Where do i see myself in five years? – Working class, successful, about getting married, some nice holiday spree overseas

Who would i call first in time of need or help? – Ioono, maybe parents or close friend

View on relationship? – Not a single idea. If s/he gives you the last piece of chicken, she is definitely in love with you.

Where was i born? – Nigeria. Nwafor ibo!!!!

One super power – Mind control *evil laugh*

Items i would save from a burning house? – Mobile phone(Apple over BB), maybe laptop buh i guess insurance can cover up for that

Aii aii, thats enough for now.
I should leave this bed *grabs duvet, logs out*