Wednesday, 30 September 2015



If you are hot, sexy and worldy wise in sexual matters, you might capture a man/womans’s body. If you are intellectually capable, reasonable and exciting you might capture a man/woman’s mind but who can capture a man/woman’s spirit. That question remains to be answered.

The spirit of a person is a very deep part of him that form a basis of all he/she his. What is ingrained into his spirit transmits through the mind and to his actions. Everybody has a spirit and the spirit responds to a who or what. Man was created with a deep yearning for a higher power. That is why everyone has a God or a god. There is something we reference as a higher power. Even confirmed atheists believe in Karma, Reincarnation and some weird stuff.

Wednesday, 23 September 2015


  I will be sharing some secrets of a happy marriage and trust me, it is not only for married people. I personally believe singles will benefit more since they have all the time now to prepare ahead. So today we will be talking about the topic “ Having the same Love.” See this.

I have realized that there is nothing as beautiful when two people love the same thing, person, profession or anything.

Tuesday, 22 September 2015


I am a cool, calm, and collected most times but whenever I am at the verge of giving birth, I am not cool at all. I keep screaming, shouting, and acting like a bozo. My two birth experiences were not really Hebrew in nature oh, it was correct Nigerian edition. I would be acting silly and professional at the same time. When the doctor tells me to place my leg in a certain position I will try to tell him scientifically why I can’t place my legs that way. If I’m told to relax or stop doing a particular thing I will ask the nurse or the attendant why I have to take that action or tell them they are being unfair (in Yoruba language). I am not a cooperative Mum at all during Labour.

Thursday, 10 September 2015


 The Honest Truth About Dishonesty: How We Lie to Everyone---Especially Ourselves (cover photo)
I, honestly don’t know who to put the blame on in the society, don’t know if it was the books I read, the movies I watched, the friends I kept or the people who knew the truth but allowed me believe in a lie. As a young girl I was a book fan, I could read anything, especially when it came to soft articles, novels and any other exciting read (take out academic book oh). I preferred reading a book to watching films. Watching something of a screen, I believe makes one lazy, the TV does all the thinking for you. There is something exhilarating about reading a book that makes your imagination go wild, when a face is described as remarkable you try to imagine the outcome of all the features mentioned and you believe the face is so bland it could never be remarkable. There is also the joy of giving the book the ending you want because the writer was so dumb to make the heroine die or live, depending on if you like her.

I was a member of a novel club and I was known and respected there because if I borrowed a big book today, the next day I could return it because I had finished reading it. The clerks would look at me doubtfully as I paid for another one, wondering if I didn’t read it and just wasted money borrowing it to prove a point. I read a lot of John Grisham, Agatha Christie, Barbara Cartland, Jeffery Archer (how can I forget Kane and Abel), Danielle Steel, Jayne Ann Krentz, Nora Roberts, Sidney Sheldon(I was hoping I could get a hug from him before he died but couldn’t) and too many I can’t remember but they all lied to me.