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Never give up

 I was lamenting at the exam I just failed , I was about to commit suicide I said to my self that "God where are you? Are you dead or are you a liar? " I regretted in believing God at that particular moment . I didn't stop at that I proceed and I disowned my sister who was the major cause of my failure . It was now time for Me to conclude my experiment of suicide when a friend of mine came in with tears on her face.... I asked her why she was crying then she told me that she just saw her result and it was all failure , we were still grieving over that when a call came in that her father is dead....I was confused to here this and it was then I realised that my problem is just a minor problem, I was mute and lifeless when she stormed out of my room .   A man with a hunch was passing by and a piece of paper fell from his pocket , I picked it up and read it ,it was written in it that : a man's problem is...

It lies in the heart

There was a knock on the huge door of the Afolabis' on a bright Saturday morning. This was unusual as the children usually don't have friends that would come visiting. Bayode, the senior boy of oau staff secondary school had braced himself up to go and see Bunmi, a girl he had eyes for who also happened to be the senior girl of the same school with him. On knocking the door, Bola, Bunmi's younger sister went to open it and to her surprise she met a dark and tall looking guy. "Hello, good afternoon" With a tone of surprise and fear..."who are you looking for?" "Errmm..can I see Bunmi?" "Ok...." Bola who knew what would happen if their dad comes into the scene, so she gently tiptoed into her big sister's room to call her after asking the visitor to come in and sit down. "Big sis someone is looking for you....a guy" Bunmi gave her a quizzical look as if to confirm her statement "A guy?...did he really mention...

Time's Efficacy

Time Time is like a candle It shines, and begins it life Cycle once it's been lighted It whispers Use me, man use me But wisely, cus I am Limited nd when am gone, am gone in fact I waits for noBody.  That's the truth about Time it waits for no one Cuz no body on earth has the luxury of time to be wasted. But only for the lost glories. Those in cemetery No wonder they are always quiet. 

EGOCENTRIC

....   Episode one.  He looked strange; he stared at me as if looking at a filthy rag.I wasn't expecting such attitude, I thought he would welcome me like d way he do before. He would welcome me with a smile and hug but now he was staring at something disgusting, ME.  I looked at myself, nothing was wrong with me not even my dressing. I still remained classy. I love to be classy and dat was one of the things he liked about me. How could he become so different. He looked strange and weird. I can see d anger on his face.

WHAT WE CALL TALENT

Talent is the eventual potential of an individual in a certain endeavor. It’s not how good one is right away – it’s how good one can become in a perfect world. The most important subcategories of talent are probably: 1) Innate (before training) ability