Hello, permit me to be brutally honest in this post. I’m going to be talking about a few things people do which are definitely far from right, don’t take it to heart or personally...... but wait, take it however you want to. “It is what it is”, i'm also throwing shades at my self here so no hard feelings. I’d like to start by asking, how are you? I really mean it, give me your honest answer, how are you? I hope you’re fine. I had to ask that because it’s important to ask that and it’s more important to get an honest answer. If you’re really fine, everything is good, i’m genuinely happy for you! Azaaar!! Hold on a bit, let’s critically analyze some behavioral mishaps. One thing I don’t like is when people transfer their anger to someone completely innocent from the matter, it irks me , i mean let’s analyze it, someone did something you didn’t like or said something or didn’t do something you wanted the person to do or whatever and yes, you get angry, wh...
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Its a Wednesday night, the Ha rmattan fills the whole room, the noise from the kitchen radio awakes my thoughts and I look up at the wall clock and see that its almost 8 p.m. my husband, Richard would soon be back home and my darling daughter Adaeze. I instantly rise walking briskly to the kitchen, today I am going to prepare Adaeze’s favorite meal, garri with melon soup. I always save some leftover melon soup in the freezer just in case Adaeze wants to eat. I bring it out from the fridge , poured it into the pot and added water, then its time to make the garri. The volume of the radio was a bit high, as the man shouting 'VOTE APC' rang in my ears , I turned it off either because the volume was too high or because I didn't want to hear anything about voting. I realised long ago that this country belonged to a few people ,I am just not one of them;I am a stranger here. I quickly make the garri and checked if the soup tasted right and it did. I decided to call Adaeze to kno...