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Forgiveness goes a long way in any friendship, sometimes overlooking others shortcomings will preserve the friendship for decades, when we look back, we won’t regret writing off their sins. Years ago in my first year in school, I had accommodation issues, I discussed my plight with another friend who told me she was sorry but can’t help me because she was squatting somewhere herself, so I went with her to her room where I met the lady (let’s call her Lola) squatting her and when I narrated my plight, Lola told me to join them in the already tight corner. I couldn’t believe it this is someone I just met without much preambles, not knowing a thing about me agreed to squat me. Lola was about five years older than me but we were in the same level, as we got to know each other, there was this fondness she felt towards me because she grew up in my state of origin and she could speak the local dialect. It was actually my first time away from home so she kind of appointed herself as my g

Hello again wonderful readers and welcome to the second half of the year!!! Its been a really interesting year so far as a lot of intriguing things have taken place.  The World Cup results definitely shocked a lot of people – not so much the winners but how quickly some of the football giants were knocked out.  Let’s not forget the Royal Wedding of Prince Harry to Meghan Markle.  Honestly folks, anything can happen so still hold on to God. So, this month is about the shoulda-woulda-couldas of relationships and what we learnt from them.  I did a little reflecting and the story I want to share is one that is very dear to my heart.  I’ve realised that fear is indeed a terrible thing and it can drive people to places they never imagined.  When it comes to relationships, there are all kinds of things that could cause fear and one of them is bad counsel.  An extreme case of bad counsel is seen in the Bible where someone advised his friend and cousin  to rape his step-sister because of

Keeping it real It is quite rare that I get the opportunity to write on this blog for two weeks consecutively. In as much as I love to write, I am plagued with mixed feelings as I would have to continue to recount some more relationship disasters but just like a little red can turn yellow orange and not the other way round, I am hoping that this recount will help someone else’s relationship for good.   Growing up, I found myself avoiding people who were given to emotional outbursts. I was sort of quiet and did not know how to be vocally intensive especially on the spot. What I lacked in vocal expression was made up for with my pen . This was further enhanced by the kind of home I spent most of my childhood in   coupled with a father that would make me write several essays . I clearly remember being puzzled whenever I watched two people fight in the boarding school I attended. I never could imagine what would cause me to engage in a fight mainly perhaps because I could not

Sitting down at my desk to write this post has not been quite easy. I was thinking I would do it quickly but have just heard about the death of someone I know who happens to be close to a few friends of mine(their Pastor) and sometimes when I hear of deaths like this, I begin to wonder if I am doing enough and doing all I can to ensure that I affect positively the lives of the people I interact with while I am alive and when I am no longer here, then I hope that the legacy I have left in my writings will provide the opportunity for those that   never met   me in person to become acquainted with my values and thoughts. My earliest recollection of a relationship lesson was one that came before I even got into any relationship. I was in my third year as an undergraduate (I just remembered though that someone thought he was in a relationship with me at one time-this was way back in year 8(JSS 2 )   when a boy in my class left for another school. I knew he fancied me but I did not