Have your Uncles and Aunts Been part of your Journey? Each time we spoke on the phone, he complained about one of his uncles and Aunts. None of them does anything meaningful to him despite the fact that they live in affluence. Some live in Dubai while one is a lawyer at UK. "My Aunt, live in Lagos and own a company. My father was the one that paid her school fees till university level. Now that my father is no longer rich as he used to be, she doesn't want to help me. Even my uncles. Each time you call them, story story" I often felt intimidated while he complained because those uncle and Aunt at least call him always to know how he is coping with studies. The only issue was that they rarely give him money the way his father used to do. "But she sent you 5k via my account last week. What about your uncle? That one sent..." "Ben, that's not enough. Understand nah... I will buy textbooks, buy clothes and other things and she is sending me ju...

DEAR GOD💔, I BEN ONYEKELU OLISA NEED A CAR. Why did the Aunty spit on me? 😓😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 Today was sorrowful and unfavorable. My heart pour out tears and my spirit, broken. Why is the world like this? Who have I offended? Don't tell me 'nothing happened' because I'm bleeding in the heart. I thought I am unbreakable until today. Keduzi Ife m mere ndi uwa, what did I do to people of the world? I am not a native of bad luck and I agree that nativity is primitivity. I was rushing through the roads of University of Nigeria, with my spirit high. My department will be featuring in a popular tournament by 3pm. I was in spirit heading to see for myself how the Dean's cup will be won by my beautiful Brothers. I had no money on me, that gave me the courage and temerity to endure and trek. From my lodge to Franco pitch (Venue for the match) takes 28 minutes. Imagine me rushing to save at least 5 minutes. On my way, I met some of my lovely Wives and h...

Journal. When things are not moving well for you, sit back and think. Go back to the chessboard and redraft your mission. If I have achieved any damn thing in my life, that's my key. Life has dearly left me with some lessons. When you fail and continue to fail, sit back and ask yourself some critical questions. Where have I gotten it wrong? Why am I failing? Am I repeating same failed procedures? What can I do to move on? My friend wrote his first Jamb examination when I was in Ss3 and scored 200. So poor for someone aspiring to study in University of Nigeria. He failed the second time and it was as if he had offended the gods of success. Same year he failed, I gained entry into the the prestigious university of Nigeria that he dreamed of. It was a one way thing for me; not really hard as people said. Thanks be to God.  He wrote the third time and still failed. Each time he called me, he ended up saying 'you are lucky Ben. I wish I can have your kind of future'. ...

Let's drink Heineken and kick away Snipers Oh! How happy we shall be with Buldwizer! Let's forget the frustrations; those problem drummers With time, we shall be okay and even wiser Hail you holy queens The joy of every bear parlor So soft and jolly Friend of all bitter aversion Tongues If not for you, small Stout would launch it's blow. You're never a stupor table; you lifts moderately and Majestically. When sniper serve as tea in Some Lions' dining table Always wait at Home pride; I'll come and cool brain When I feel that my life is crumbling Either of you, push my conscience a bit higher At a time when Students are taking sniper and kerosene I deserted you, Lady Heineken for Buldwizer Sucide can be avoided, I told myself. Hahahahahah Is that possible in this Den of Hope and Frustration? I've only thought about it once and never would I dare to to such again. So childish and meaningless. Joy comes in the morning, never dream of l...

We  often  played in the  mother 's  bed  whenever she wasn't  around .  The  joy  of it  all  was that we always abandoned the  food   kept  for  practice and us our own cooking.  Her  mother 's  Brother   was  the  landlord  of my  mother 's Restaurant.  Smiles... we  didn't go much in  naughty .   We   knew  nothing much then.  The  joy  of it  all  was that  we  always abandoned the  food   kept  for  practice  and us  our own cooking. Amaka  and I  were  age mates.  She  had  two  sisters .  We all played on such sound big bed.  We  rode  tyres through the serene streets, and I would often abandon my  father 's  shop  to  play  with her.  It  was  a lovely childhood. Circums...