Tuesday, 7 June 2016


A friend of mine wrote this article on Facebook and tagged me and I felt it will also inspire other writers like myself who sometimes ask  the question, ‘ why am I writing sef?’ Writing is a big deal and for me, writing is a laborious process, it always feels like I am in the labour room anytime I write, I never born before ooo, but I think I have an idea of how stressful birthing a child is. Writing takes the whole of my being plus all of my mental capacity and creativity to adequately express myself in words. Please read and feel free to share if you find the write up inspiring.

 Dedicated to all my friends who write.

The world is a beautiful and well thought out master piece. It’s unfortunate a lot of people have lost their perception of beauty. If they cannot see what is in front of them now, how can they perceive what is in the times to come. 
Beauty has been robbed from the heart of Man, just as innocence and purity has been given in trade to the culture of commercialism. When my thoughts only come for a price and for a price I think. How then can all things pure and perfect be seen?

For you who have eyes to see and have also learnt the patience to write. To those who grew up and were not robbed or have not yet being robbed of the sanity of humanity and the eyes of a child backed with the diligence of a sage. Turn the pages that once used to be your escape from reality to your weapon of reformation, to rebirth the humanity from whence we were created in union with the divine. To educate and cause all men to see the creator beyond the created, to see the origin of society and economics to tell the inhabitants of the world that the grounds were made to sustain all and not some. Tell him that leads that everything made is the answer and not just the artificial price of one.
While you can still see tell it all, so if you lose your sight you would have a comfort that you have indeed seen it all, even beyond those who still have eyes. 

This is why you exist. No one comprehends what you see. You have been magnanimous to share your eyes with the world. For a while I have battled with the relevance of us, until recently. The world needs us to heal them by showing them the colours in the Black and white text, the harmony in the life they ought to live, the freedom of Grace and the humility of virtue and the power to redesign our reality to the utopia in our heart. I have been enriched seeing the world through your eyes. Do not ever *ever stop writing. They might only miss you when you are gone.
This is 
Ibidun Adeleke

Thursday, 2 June 2016


Welcome to Nigerian campuses where little girls are practicing 'wifely functions'! Just visit the boys' hostels and you would be disappointed to find out that it is now common for a girl to live in with a course mate. It is now common for her lover to give her the popular compliment 'you look sexy my gal' and she would gladly reply 'thank you honey' with a flirty voice and a romantic smile. Who is her lover? A 300 level student whose CGPA is barely up to 1.78! And they are aiming for the next best couple award for the session by the departmental association.
So, the girl needs to live with him to prepare along. What nonsense! It seems that some girls suddenly lose their senses immediately they gain admission. I've seen that some of them have no more sense of caution, honour and dignity. They would change their wardrobes and acquire new sets of make-up just to look 'campussy' and sexy enough for the guys. In months, they would start sleeping around with little boys. I mean boys who collect pocket money from their uncles! Dirty boys who most of the time are infected with sexually transmitted diseases. Hey! I want you to know that you were sent to school to obtain a degree not a disease. The campus is called a school; school not sex! You are on campus to receive education not ejaculation. You are here to master the use of a pen not the pleasures of a penis. Wake up girl! Do some thinking. Your future is greater than the 'best couple award'. You cook for a boy you are more intelligent than. You give your virginity to a boy who will definitely leave you after graduation. You play wife to a boy who cannot even care for himself.
Oh, you have given too much. Enough! Open your eyes! Can't you see you're being foolish? You are passing through the fears of unwanted pregnancies yet you are opening your legs to a coward who cannot stand before your father. And when you eventually get pregnant, he would brutally advise you to abort it and you would timidly agree; then face the consequences later.
What a shame! You may master the use of condoms but you can't master the punishment of your conscience. Don't you know you are bringing shame to your family? Don't you know that you are cursing your mother by accepting to sleep with a boy (not even a man) without her consent? I cautioned a girl against sleeping around and she replied 'Sheddy, I don't sleep around; it's only one boyfriend I have and I am faithful to him'. What impunity! That's classified harlotry. And don't you know that sleeping with a man without your father's blessings is bringing a curse to your future? What happened to your cultural values? Somewhere in your heart you know he would use you and dump you; so why are you setting up yourself for a heartbreak?
I want to remind you that you are a lady and one day you may get married. And your husband would know that you are one who sleeps with anything on trousers. The greatest gift a lady would give to her husband on the wedding night is her virginity unless she lost it out of rape and not as a result of gunning for the certificate of best couple of the year on campus!
The other gifts for the rest of her life are her care and character not her curves and complexion! Real men know this, so, get it screwed in! Those treacherous boys would call you 'sexy' and you would answer? Oh, sorry! They touch your breast and you would smile? They would ask you out and you would sheepishly oblige? Oh, you are indeed a mistake. I'm not saying that you should be rude or never live a 'social life' but I want you to think deeper than you are currently doing. I want to turn your attention back to your books.
You are not in school for breast exhibition. So, pay less attention to those boobs and give more attention to your books! You are not in school for cat-walking show. You are rather here to show us the dignity of womanhood. You are here to prove to us that you are costly. So, why make yourself so cheap?
I am writing this with both love and pain in my heart and that's why am sounding stern. I know about two girls now that have been living with their respective boyfriends since year one and as it is now they can't even even count how many abortions they had for these boys (school bae). It's has become a normal thing for them, the last one one of them did, almost took her life and that made her bleed for 4 months! Imagine how you do feel with ordinary 4 days of menstruation left alone living with it for months. As a matter of fact one of them has damaged her fallopian tube due to excessive intake of contraceptives she has taken to prevent pregnancy.
I want you to look beyond now and think of what advice you would give your own daughter when you become a mother. I hope I have not offended you...if I have, please just understand my point of view.
To the decent girls I have seen on campus, do not be swayed by this evil. Be consistent and keep celebrating your purity. I am always proud of you. And God is more proud of you.
Please share this message with all your friends on
campus and those going for service with NYSC.
Written by Uliene Ehis Kingsley TWGHUB

Tuesday, 19 April 2016


I don't know if it is proper to share my story here, but i will share it all the same....

For five years in school, i went from one seminar to the other looking for purpose...

After school, i served and yet, i was still looking for that big thing called purpose...

After service year, i found myself utterly frustrated because my energy was building up and yet i


Today, I sat alone in the corner of my bed lost in thoughts about the mess my life has chosen to be in. Nothing seems to go right, even Mr Left has to be dragged to become Mr Right in other for him to recognize his place as the man and lover of a beautiful damsel. Never have I felt this confused before! Just in January last year, I had nine guys ask me to marry them, one even said that the moment I entered the house, he just knew by some ‘divine analysis’ that I was his…Hmmm, guys and the

Friday, 15 April 2016


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I attended a service recently and the person on the pulpit was talking about drug abuse and how it is damaging lives and sending people to hell. The sad thing about the things he said was that most of the people engaged in drugs and alcohol are children, teenagers and young adults who were lured into it by virtue of wrong association which includes, but are not limited to uncles, aunts, gate man, ice cream vendors, classmates etc.