A Tribute to my Mother.

“Sometimes, when one person is missing, the whole world seems depopulated.”  — Lamartine

I know for certain that we never lose the people we love, even to death. If you were once connected with someone, does it make sense that the connection is broken just because of a physical death? No, the connection stays. You may just have to listen differently. You may just have to talk differently. The truth is that the connection is never broken. It’s quite impossible to break the most powerful connection in the universe. As long as you exist, the connection stays. Those we love don’t go away; they walk beside us every day. Unseen, unheard, but always near; still loved, still missed and very dear. They continue to participate in every act, thought and decision we make. Their love leaves an indelible imprint in our memories. We find comfort in knowing that our lives have been enriched by having shared their love. My mother is always in mind; forever in my heart. The life of the dead is placed in the heart of the living. Forever in this heart of mine, an everlasting bond, you’ll stay, until we meet again someday.

Saying goodbye to a loved one is the hardest thing to do, more so when such loved one has left this world to join the saints. Though I have no doubt in my mind that my darling mother is now resting comfortably in the Lord’s bosom, I still found it difficult talking about her using past tenses. As she will be committed to mother earth, it’s extremely difficult bringing myself to tell her goodbye because the reality of her demise is still like a distant dream to me.

The sorrow for the dead is the only sorrow from which we refuse to be divorced. Every other wound we seek to heal – every other affliction to forget: but these wounds we consider it a duty to keep open – this affliction we cherish and brood over in solitude.

On The Issue Of Environment And Orientation; Dear Nature, Where Have I Gone Wrong??

On The Issue Of Environment And Orientation; Dear Nature, Where Have I Gone Wrong??
Hi guys, I am so sure you missed me! I missed you too… trust me, it’s not that easy updating a blog.. especially when it isn’t tech, reviews, or news… You know , after school kinds of sucks .... not a little bit but really really sucks…. I have actually been jobless… as in totally .. I tried my hand on a couple of things already but have you ever had of “forced love”?.. yea right.. most times I just force the love and then lose interest. … I have loved almost one new thing per week now.. I tried learning Ruski (who would I speak it with sef.. lol) .. I even tried WATCHING FOOTBALL .. then I chose Arsenal!! Only for them to just break my heart on the second day of EPL…. mtcheeeew ….. Basically, it has just been one very annoying situation jare.. I soo cant wait for my NYSC..i think I love LAGOS and I really would love to serve there. .

On the Issues of BESTFRIENDS & LOVERS And FEMINISM

Good morning beautiful readers. I actually slept well yesterday night but had the weirdest of dreams though. Not some sought of nightmare or something.. but you know those dreams you just have….! that doesn’t have a beginning, middle or an end! Totally different storylines! Yeap… that kind. Anyway, I slept well and I really don’t know what happened but my old woman turned his morning’s devotion into some kind of prayer revival! Basically, it’s only the both of us that are at home.. soo.. She’s free I guess..” If the mum doesn’t pray for the family, who Will??” !! So “Bloodline” by Sidney Sheldon will be my 1572nd book in the land of the living!(Since I started counting)

After School!! What next??...... RIP MAMA

Helloooooo.. So, who missed me??  First of all, I AM SOOOOO SORRY! (Looks like these days i begin all my posts with sorry sef) it wasnt my fault.. First it was project.. you know what happens when your mates are choosing to build normal systems and applications for thier project and because you want to be different, you go and work on Fraud Detection in Debit Careds using the Hidden Markov Model?..  Yea  thats right!! you become MISERAble!.. like "OJ, lets go for Kas' birthday... Nah am kinda busy with my project bro...... " kind of miserable! Trust me, i spent a really large part of my project time looking like this:

What the hell am i supposed to do next now ??

The Conundrum of Manhood, the Zip, The Girls and the Thread!

“My elders don’t let us argue much over this issue. Just as Mazi Ugochukwu has said, let the thread face the cut and let the zip face the wrath”
Chief Okonkwo exclaimed, almost hitting the tray littered with pieces of kolanuts, as he slammed the wooden table placed amidst the community elders sitted round at the center of Mr. Ugochukwu’s sitting room
“Nonsense! My people, the people of Umuaka! —

Mr. Eze stood up from his chair, paused a second and gazed at the corners of the sitting room where everybody is gathered, as if perplexed by the art works scattered over the wall; like he had never seen them before. Then he continued

The Final Lap: PACIFY MY SOUL

So I have decided to write everyday till my final exams begin (or at least every other day). One hidden truth is I’m scared, sorry I meant really scared. Results were pasted at the department two days ago; I barely managed to escape an F in Computer Graphics. Generally, this year I had the worst result I have had so far since I began at the University; gathering a good number of Cs and a D and subsequently sucking my GP horribly. Let’s get something clear, this post is not one where I try to encourage myself or try to justify my grade point crash. By May I would be a graduate and just as I said yesterday, I think I am more anxious than excited. What next? Go for a higher degree? Get a job?

NEW YEAR RESOLUTIONS... WELCOME TO 2015

So, I just finished my exams yesterday! YAY!! I am so excited. Now, I have just six courses left before finally becoming a graduate. School has been a lot of fun for me this year….. Well, thanks to my exams and crazy courses like Computer Graphics, I haven’t been able to wish everyone here a happy new year. So, welcome to 2015! 2014 was wonderful, I sure was a better me. How was cross over? Mine was quite an event because I didn’t attend my local church …