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You are welcome to my haven! I created this in the memory of my memories...I can only hope you will always hang on here as long as you can. But if you have to leave, I want you to please:

Listen to your heart
When it's calling for you
Coz I don't know where you are going
And I don't know why?
But listen to your heart
Before you turn and say...good-bye...

So that our sweetest memories can linger on as long as we live...

Wednesday, June 30, 2010


“In every community, there’s work to be done,
In every nation, there are wounds to heal,
In every heart, there’s the power to do it.”
----Marianne Williamson

Sometimes we’re so much immersed in worldly merriments that we let loose in extreme eating, drinking, singing and dancing riot. In those short-lived moments, we completely forget the troubles, the sorrows, sadness, pains and anguish we had had to go through in our lives.

We had quickly forget the stress and disappointments that had dealt a deadly blow on our hopes and aspirations, our goals and objectives to make life better for ourselves. We had been oblivious of the costly sacrifices we had made to come this very far in life. All these have suddenly fizzled away our sense of awareness that we already have fractured bones and bleeding hearts. That great and difficult challenge still lay bare before our naked eyes. That we still have enough fences to scale ahead of us.

However, little did we know that our overzealous and funky merriments could be shattered in a flash when the consequences of our irrational excitements strike us like a thunderstorm in the dead of the night.

Hunm…what a pity! “Alaaru to n je buredi, Awo Ori e lo n je ti o mo…” or how else could one explain the unspeakable irrationality behind this thoughtless overexcitement on festive day or any other assumed special day, when we are supposed to give thanks and show lots of gratitude to God for sparing our lives; when we’re supposed to sit down and go on a very deep sober reflection on how to cope and overcome our problems and troubles in the days, weeks, months, and years ahead until we finally get to the end of a smooth and beautiful road? NIGERIA, am I making sense?

But for me, I had for a very long time made a promise, an oath and covenant that I shall never allow myself to be tempted into such a senseless fun until my fractured bones are mended and my wounded bleeding heart healed…coz there, the power to do it lies.


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