In these parts, death is taken as seriously as life;sometime even more so. Indeed, in Africa the style in which you bury your dead especially one’s parents is a measure of your stature as a man or woman of means, and is a testament to how well (or not) the dead have raised their children. It’s a paradox.

Let it never be said of our public servants that they are not working. Neither can you accuse them of lacking in long-term vision. I also dare anyone to say they lack that intrinsic intuition necessary for inspiring leadership.

It’s amusing how we scurry about our ‘daily grind’ planning this, scheming that, plotting the other… all legitimate of course, all seemingly ‘worthwhile’, like somebody promised you tomorrow. No one said tomorrow wouldn’t come either so hey! I guess we just carry on… .

OH. MY. WORD!!! The Super Eagles are actually soaring again! They pulled it off! Frankly speaking I was expecting them back home the first week. This is one occasion where I actually relish eating my words and I am shameless enough to bask in the reflected glory of communal success. I can say this now without the fear of being lynched that I was hoping the Burkinabes would take it.

The beautiful thing about a new day, or a new book, or a new friend… or a new year; is the promise of opportunity. What I could not achieve yesterday perhaps I will achieve today. It’s a chance to do it all over, begin on a new journey of discovery but this time with the benefit of hindsight (for the serial slipper uppers *wink*)Long story short—a clean slate— upon which to write anything our hearts and minds can imagine.

Half the time you go around like a headless chicken trying to cover every day all that needs to be covered from personal hygiene to the children’s homework, and ever thing else in between. And even if you are one of those super-efficient individuals blessed with not one but 2 effective assistants, you can still come away feeling like there aren’t enough hours in the day.

I stole that line from Sound Sultan –remember his hit track 2010? It underscored the many failed promises of our leaders. Remember our nation was to undergo a major transformation and everything was supposed function well —albeit miraculously!

Hate us, love us, one thing is for sure; you can’t ignore us! Even if all you do is to stop and marvel at some of the more bizarre and absolutely mind boggling things we get up to as Nigerians.

It’s a paradox of sorts the daily gridlock that the Lagos traffic has become. One would have thought that the banning of okada would ease things up a bit; the direct opposite is the case. So I’m thinking to myself that perhaps a large percentage of the people who used bikes as their primary mode of transportation owned private cars.

What could have been Justice Ijeoma Jumbo- Offor’s offence that day? Maybe… her gele was too big. Or was her entourage too large? Was she overly excited? I know!

All you have to these days is tune in to any news station to realise what a sorry state the human condition is.

Sometimes, when certain things occur and people react in a certain way, I wonder if it’s peculiar to us as Nigerians, or if it’s just basic human nature period. Four students lose their lives; and that is just one incidence, one drop in the recent flood of such events; in the most gruesome way conceivable…

Sometimes, when certain things occur and people react in a certain way, I wonder if it’s peculiar to us as Nigerians, or if it’s just basic human nature period. Four students lose their lives; and that is just one incidence, one drop in the recent flood of such events; in the most gruesome way conceivable…

Sometimes, when certain things occur and people react in a certain way, I wonder if it’s peculiar to us as Nigerians, or if it’s just basic human nature period. Four students lose their lives; and that is just one incidence, one drop in the recent flood of such events; in the most gruesome way conceivable.

What is this madness? What kind of darkness has enveloped this nation? No light, no food, no water, bad governance; is that a recipe for barbarism thinly disguised as justice? A lady allegedly steals a phone and the punishment is to be stripped naked, her legs torn mercilessly apart while onlookers record the inner recesses of her human form for posterity. Till this day there is no evidence of the purportedly stolen phone.