Hello Royalty If you have been on Twitter for two months or more, then the title of this post is pretty familiar. A big shout out to my friend, Dominion, @domi_ie who suggested this as a blogpost title. Why? Last week Friday, I put up an Instagram poll, asking, “How has your week been?” The […]
Hello Royalty. Lately, I have been thinking about a forthcoming autobiography at some point later (but soon enough) in my life. While I do not think I am ready to announce the potential title yet, it will come to unfold as a story of my life through the lens of a life with a God […]
God had sent a man to Nineveh but he went to Tarshish. That was Bamidele’s story. Like his name, I thought he would come home with me. I thought that every whisper of his name from my lips would draw him in and make his feet glued to my path. He was adamant. He should […]
Hello Royalty. When people say a lot of things happen to them in one year, I find it almost impossible to understand. For me, it is usually just a few highlighted events and many daily routines in-between. But 2018 was different. It was so different that even though I am excited about 2019, I am […]
Hello Royalty. The process of getting your life together can be such a big deal, so much that you begin to feel like a mess. They call it “adulting” right? Yes, I can relate with all those inadequacies, so here are a few notes for you when you feel nothing like the shining star, but […]
Hello Royalty. ‘Turn your demons into art, your shadow into a friend, your fear into fuel, your failures into teachers, your weaknesses into reasons to keep fighting. Don’t waste your pain. Recycle your heart.’ – Andrea Balt *** It’s World Mental Health Day, and I thought to share a piece from my notes with you. […]
Gaunt is the old man who lives across the compound. Gaunt is how I feel when I play your words in my head – a hit record one might call it, an album of five words – “it is over between us.” Oh let us remember to add that refrain, “May we be distant forever.” […]
Shammah was the type of boy Derin liked – the ones who wore glasses, the ones who had a slight bowleg and the ones who were quiet. It was two weeks since their marriage and Shammah was no longer the man she married. His legs seemed to have straightened up and he smelt like camphor, […]
