Posted in Fiction, Stories

The Ghost House

From the start of the night, the atmosphere held a premonition of evil tidings. When later, it started drizzling and everyone went inside early, A hooded figure stood lurking in the shadows between a dilapidated building and the public toilet on Crystal street.

Biola just left her boyfriend’s house and despite all his effort to make her stay the night, even with the rain, she had refused. The last time she tried it was with a guy she was seeing before. They had chemistry quite well, but their compatibility was shit. It had been raining that day as well and she had decided to stay till morning. Against her better judgement, they had had a sweet night, one that felt so right but she knew was so wrong. Once beaten, twice shy…so she was not going to let that happen again.

Her boyfriend, fairly new, but very compatible was the worst person she could stay the night within a drizzling night because the chemistry was mad–crazily mad. Irresistibly mad…
So as it started drizzling, she knew it was time to leave. Rain at night with her in a dude’s place had never been good for her. Continue reading “The Ghost House”

Posted in Life

The Need for Paradigm-Shifting in a World of Diversity

It is natural to meet or listen to people we don’t agree with or share their point of view. In fact, it is part of being human, to be able to think in a way that is not necessarily general. But there are certain people that seem to think in ways that you can’t just understand what is going on in their head.

During NYSC I encountered a guy by chance. A young lady was trying to sell some beautiful bead necklaces she had made to my friend, but this guy came from no where and said something like, “this is a waste of time, can you get rich doing this kind of trade? blah blah blah…” and some other things that sounds worse than my paraphrasing. People around him–myself and my friend included–just stared at him, no one could think of an appropriate response to give him. So he walked away.

I have to admit, a lot of responses came to my mind and some of them were not nice at all.
Thinking back to that encounter and many other similar ones prompted the question, “what do I do with people that have a different POV and I don’t naturally agree with? Continue reading “The Need for Paradigm-Shifting in a World of Diversity”

Posted in Salient Thoughts, Truth

All The Little Lights

I can be deceitful, insensitive to others’ feelings, rude and short-tempered. I can be dogmatically unreasonable. But I choose not to be.

However, I know that everyone is not like me. I realize that I’ll meet deceitful, unethical, short-tempered and unreasonable people everyday I go out or come online.

I know for a fact that, no matter how prepared I am to encounter this people, I sometimes will fall victim to their deceit. That, regardless of my decision to be as good as I can be, I shouldn’t expect everyone to be the same way. Continue reading “All The Little Lights”

Posted in Life, Truth

Humanity, Our Last Hope

Everything seems to be happening so fast… Or rather, I’m beginning to notice how fast things are happening. And while they are happening so fast, it turns out it’s still the same thing. The same lies, the same games, the same words, the same politics, the same corruption, the same noise…all the same.

But now, it’s becoming so loud and so much and so fast because a lot of people are joining and outside there is just chaos. Everything seems to be in a constant state of disarray and everybody is just trying to get by and make a good life for themselves.

Continue reading “Humanity, Our Last Hope”