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THE GHOST OF A NEVER ENDING HAPPINESS

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It appears as if I'm always talking about this, I realize I'm always thinking about this, when the grass is at the first stage of its growth, It's always greener, so was how I saw the picture then, great happiness,  an unending one indeed, now I'm here staring at its ghost, wondering how I could still gaze at it with my naked eyes. It's not easy to stare at it, you see horror, you see your pain, you see torture, you see the efforts put in, you see a once unending desire, you see dashed hope, your eyes πŸ‘€ have seen it all, but it's not going away, the ghost is crying, shedding tears, expecting your help, infact crying for your help but you are numb from the sight, what seemed ever green, is dead before your eyes and you are powerless to help. How it began: When an answered prayer reminds you of a human being, When a man is fine and still gives you money πŸ’°, When a woman knows the heart of her man. Those can cast a ...

The Truth

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Fantastic Abe πŸ’‍♀️, full name is Abena, she was driving me crazy, the only beautiful girl I ever saw in Kaduna, she is actually from Ghana πŸ‡¬πŸ‡­ yet she makes my heart do a rabona 🀸‍♀️, it's been more than a year since we've met but it feels like yesterday, are you sure it's not "Iya Basira". The way it is for me, even when I'm sad, I see her and it all goes away, she has my button, she is the girl of my dreams, Abena, "na only you I go love ❤". I prayed for this, I prayed for you, I told God, I want a woman, a real woman, that would understand me from inside out, you walked into my life and I have never looked back ever since, I would like us to end up together, am I moving too fast? I would want to spend my money on you, am I going crazy? Every plan I have for my life has you in it, I would go any length for you. Abena, this is the last confession piece I will drop in recent time and I want you to read it and know it's ...

HER

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There is something about me, when I have this constant memory or thoughts, the therapy is to write about it, when I do that, it eases off. I thought about writing this one down, but not to ease it off, woah! I never want it to go away. The memory is my strength πŸ’ͺ, it is what I resort to when I want to make decisions, when I'm bored, when I have nothing else that makes me smile πŸ˜ƒ  and above all else, when you are not around for a long while. It all started when I went to eat after a long day of chasing shadows in the marketing job I got myself into, the numbers were not adding up, my intestines were not having it, my head was acting and my body was telling me I needed to feed, I went to the back of the plaza I work at, to grab some bite and there you are, I would like to concoct the clichΓ© "and the rest was history" but it's not and that's why I pick up my pen to scribble this amazing story. I gazed my eyes πŸ‘€  on this beauty f...

TONI'S PARADOX

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I have this stuff in my mind that I am curious about, can you help me out?  I have this paradox that I can't seem to place. I will try as much as possible to paint you the picture of what I mean, translate the picture πŸ“Έ into a question then find me an answer.  There is this discombobulation about population that I can't seem to figure out. Please read attentively because you must help me out! πŸ™„ My case study is Nigeria πŸ‡³πŸ‡¬,  a country said to be about 200 million people, the most populous country in Africa. Nigeria πŸ‡³πŸ‡¬, a country renowned for its level of poverty, and at the same time for how industrious her citizens are. This population is said to be reducing, the "japa" wave and the mass exodus of Foreign Direct Investment (FDI) and of course the investors. When you visit Nigerian Immigration Service Offices in various states, you will encounter various applicants who are plotting their exit from this once great country, when ...

HEART ❤ BREAK

Ladies and gentlemen behold the moment has come, I type with heaviness in my chest and with a shaky hands, with bruised ego, low morale and a bitter taste in my mouth. People, good people, what you all keep saying has happened, I want to share my tiny experience. I lay awake in my bed, wide awake, my heart kept beating like it is going to blow out from my rib cage, I kept wondering, was I too harsh, I kept hating myself for going too soft, I kept asking why I don't have alternatives, why focus on one case that keeps making me sweat through the cold, laugh through the pain and hide from the crowd. I didn't know the answers to my current predicament, I was pissed at myself, I was trying to get over my situation, worst is that I was worried if I was wrong, I was heart broken πŸ’”.  I used to like myself, I'm a shrewd personality, I'm a calculative person, very assertive, very intentional, I still like myself, heck, those qualities are not gone, just that I can't apply th...

Sometimes I'm full of thoughts

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Sometimes you stay up, pondering on the journey called life, going over the decisions you've made but not necessarily with regrets, thanking God for his presence all through. Sometimes you realize that you have all it takes to be great but you look around and you don't feel that greatness therein. Sometimes you go through all these thought processes alone with the concerns that no one would understand or the inclination that no one is there. I went about my day like it was normal, I did do some unusual fun activity but I didn't have fun, I pretended to be living my dream, I was superficially happy, I laughed at the jokes and smiled at the gestures, it was as if I was acting a movie 🎬. It was better there than nowhere, I felt I was getting used to staying indoors, don't get me wrong I love staying indoors but the thoughts of getting too used to it awakens me from my sleep, I had to step out more often, I'm not an introvert I tell myself, go out, you could meet peopl...