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The journey so far


I write this not for you but for someone out there who I presume is reading it right now. Someone who placed a request of which I have chosen to honour as Ned Stark would in the Game of Thrones!

Some few days ago, I became a year older, precisely on May 8. Pardon me, I won't tell you the age. After all as they say, age is nothing but numbers. Feel free to disagree. (lols). I have seen some people brag about seniority even if they were older than you with a minute. (lols). Am sure yours did too. Whatever it is, nothing compares to the joy of being alive, seeing the beautiful skies, climbing the rocks and most of all, being surrounded by those who genuinely love and wish you well. I have so much to say but will find a way to make it brief.

How would you feel hearing your first cry when you came out from your mother's womb? Perhaps you watched your baby cry when she/he came into this world but that's not yours, its theirs! As for me, a lot has happened since that day. Some am proud of and some am not. I'm just like every human being who has made mistakes in choices of living, nevertheless I strife towards perfection. Growing up was fun for me, I climbed trees, played football on the streets, tried various inventive things, broke many ceramics and flower vases and got spanked. All these and more formed my childhood days, one thing I never lacked was the love from my family and extended relatives. So much love in our house. My sister and my brother are the best despite our differences as kids. My parents ensured we never lacked to display good manners, what a discipline though at such moments, it pretty looked tough ! Above all, travelling down to Ilesha was the epitome of it all. That's the one big family house the grandchildren gathers for love feast.

From teenage to adulthood, I have come to see the many facets of life, within these short space, you constantly face challenges. The rules of the game keeps changing, before, you had your parents doing most things for you but then it comes to a certain stage when you know it's about time you  become a man and to do that, you have to leave your comfort zone and step out into a world of competition and uncertainty. You are on the journey to adulthood, you are practically left with your parents taught you. My mum always told me this: "As you lay your bed, so you lie on it." "Make hays while the sunshine". "You cannot plant rubber and reap beads". Over and over again she has been proven right in the many nights I have been far from home and had to make tough decisions. There were good days of plenty wine, good friends before they turned their backs on me, and bad friends before they turned a new leaf and surprised me. I suffered heartbreaks and at times I would go through the night without food in my belly. At times what you plan and tried to bring to execute is not exactly what happens. Life in itself is sinusoidal.

What has kept me going? Why have I not given up on my dream? What is the future in the next 10 years? These and many more questions knocks daily at my doors. As human, we are quite insatiable. We always seek conquest only just it varies. What is my counsel to towards life? I will say: be strong and be of good courage. Nothing is impossible! All that glitters is not gold and above all, have faith in God!

This is a scorecard of the journey so far, it's still a long way to go. What is your experience?


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