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All men were born equal but some came with a tag SCUM- Anonymous Can we agree that everything in existence was made? If we agree with the antecedent statement, then it wouldn't be wrong to say that every personality trait was cultivated. There was a fertilization, a gestation and then a birthing. In fact there was a day one. So before the volume of this "Men are scum" music gets louder, take a moment to study how this music came about. Just maybe your dance steps might change. Photo by: Adedeji Edun  https://dribbble.com/shots/6656864-Men-Are-Scum?utm_source=Clipboard_Shot&utm_campaign=Adedeji&utm_content=Men%20Are%20Scum&utm_medium=Social_Share Ever noticed some of our dad's find it difficult to say "I love you"? (Mostly In this part of the world) This might not seem anything related to why men are scum or rather thought to be scum. But in my opinion it has everything to do with it. Men are taught from a tender age to MAN UP!, don'

" He was planning to rape me -"   "Why would he ever - Because he knew he'd get away with it- Courtney Summers            For the sake of this story I'd confine my identity to three emojis that best defines me- 🚺😇🤐.So my name is 😇 and I'm a Survivor. Survivor in the Sense that I survived the most unfortunate day of my life,I survived the depression and I survived the cuts which are now heroic scars that reminds me of the sad truth that "not everything that glitters is gold" not even one who ministers by playing drums for the most high(well so I thought). Sometime ago my friend 🦄 introduced me to this dude. For the sake of this reveal,his name is (A), he is a drummer and played for a popular Music minister in Akwaibom state at the time. We had this natural connection maybe because we shared like interests;he drums and I sing (at least very well to impress a large audience). We talked often on phone, had several chats on WhatsApp and k

Conversations are great right? Well,not everyone of them. But we can all agree that a larger number of beautiful friendships and relationships started off with a mere conversation between strangers (a minute silence for the ones that never lasted). The emphasis on conversations cannot be overstated without directing the lime light on the importance of Conversation Starters and Responses. This subject would be limited to conversations only on social medias and for that reason I'd assume we all created our social Media handles to "socialize" unless for special reasons like business. Or is yours for internet fraud? You can plead the Fifth and continue reading.  A quick look at how some persons respond to the cliche "Hello,how are you?" ✓The Sarcastic Fine:  As popular damands it,the response to "how are you?" is oftentimes "fine". Which most times isn't true. Most times the respondent doesn't think before typing this response.

I don't know a lot about other parts of the world but from the little I know on this left side of the bed,where I'm perfectly sandwiched between my pillows,I think I'ma bit Happy about the LOCKDOWN.But since adult life suggests that we tell lies to ourselves, I'd join the host of other adults and pretend to be displeased about the situation. Imagine!I keep waking up with a RACING mind that can't help but loose TRACK of the number of times I've slept in a day,such a bad athlete (PUN intended). How much longer do I have to sit within these  4-WALLS  that watched my  3-SQUARE  meals turn a probability like the  2-SIDES  of a coin. How do I live each day  1-DAY  at a time? I'm finally realising how difficult it is to be locked up against your will and this really brings to the lime light the challenges of being locked up anywhere at all. Be it in Prison,at Home, by a wedding band or worst case THE FRIEND ZONE.  With the similarities between th

" There's no perfect man, the perfect man only exists in your head" - Wright Elijah *This Story was Inspired by Some True events. Characters, Names and Locations are not actually True.* You don't need a pair of smoking assualt riffles dangling from your hands, a magazine of bullets wrapped around your shoulders to the opposite hip like a Sash on a beauty queen, rocks of grenade hanging onto your belt strap for dear life,some intense music playing in the background as you walk away from an explosion in Slow-mo to be a DESPERADO. All you need be is Ediye who stays up late every night, shooting her shots hoping to get hooked up on the radio program "Hook-up 'N' Make-up". Now that's the real DESPERADO.  Well before we jump into conclusion and break our legs, let's hear her story.                      *                     *                       * This night seemed different. Yes, quite different for Ediye who is already conversant

" Says he can go for hours but pops before the toaster does"- Kermit the frog It is no more news that a lot of things are wrong in my country. Ranging from the religious crisis to misappropriation of funds and lack of  intercourse between the three tiers of the government to conceive effective synergy. Which do I talk about and leave the other? Is it the People who frown like they own the vehicle when they order Uber,Opay etc or the ones that look at you like your brain is a vacuum when you try to flag down the Keke (stop that  nonsense)they Ordered from Opay. Well that's not where the problem lies. The major problem my country faces is these people who Keep polluting the peace with a lot of noise about "doing your work Kakaraka as a man" You don't know them? Herbal drugs oooo.  Here's  from me to the ONE MINUTE MAN. You hear things like : " You no go fit do your work as a man" "Every time your wife touch you,you go say you dey

"... Three things i really need to have; Money, Confidence and your phone number. I've got the first two, can i have your phone number?" - Anonymous Did i hear someone say there's nothing like luck? Nae, right now i choose to disagree. How else do you describe this. I woke up feeling very moody, i stepped out to get a few things at the store which is about a 3minutes drive or 10minutes walk. But i boarded a bus anyways. How else does luck shine on you asides sitting "alone" at the back seat, a loud mighty woofer right above your head and the drivers music playlist making you feel like heaven just got four wheels and a driver. My mood changed from Angry Bird to SpongeBob. "Make i come make i pon pon pon" Rema's- Dumebi just wouldn't stop tingling the cores of my intestine. The woofer right above me supplied this unique bass which threw me into spasms of a seated "poko" dance (i know how to do that o) &quo

Lust is a pleasure bought with pains, a delight hatched with disquiet, a content passed with fear, a sin finished with sorrow - Demonax ME: Captain! Captain!! do you read me! over! CAPTAIN:  ...(Phone crackling) ME: Captain! we have a situation! the bus driver is about to kill us looking at Ass.Do you copy! Captain do..... (15minutes earlier) Where do I start?..........(exhales heavily) it's one thing to get into a bus, it's another thing to have a pervert drive you to your destination "safely".      You might be wondering where I'm going with this , well I'm not going anywhere. Where can I even go when I'm stuck between two thick Ladies and  a driver who wants to kill us looking at Ass.  There's yours living testimony (giggles)👇 This is how it all started Vroooooom!! this new looking mini bus halted right in front of me. Her orange colour shimmered underneath the warm embrace of the Wednesday morning sun. Th

"we all hate the traffic but the blogger and the begger disagree"- Wright Elijah There are different reasons as to which a man beats his chest. It could be as a result of cough or he's laughing. Sometimes its an instruction from the pastor to beat your chest reassuringly saying " I know who I am". Which is a clear indication that you really dont know who you are or you lack knowledge of your potentials. But an exception to this is the bus driver who took me out this morning, he clearly knows who he is and wants others to know too. "Adiok ono usoh, do you know who I am!" Yelled   our puny looking driver, his arrogance was backed up by reptive vigorous slams against his chest as he drove his question home. For some reasons which I am yet to discover, the Ibibio insult ( Ibibio translate for it shall not be well with your father) really got the other driver's temper from zero to a hundred. He was about to discharge a few blows to our driver

‘’A friend is the one who comes in when the world has gone out”- Bits and Pieces Magazine After a few shallow thoughts and sleepless nights(watching movies), I have come to a hasty conclusion that the number of Tricycles(popularly known as KEKE) surpasses the actual population in this part of my world. Did I just serve you a food for thought? Pardon my hyperbole, Bon appétit. It’s just inevitable to catch a glimpse of me getting into one, getting out of one or clinging to the metal frame right above the front seat like my wife-I mean “life” depended on it. Well, out of the drivers money driven generosity, he has offered to share his seat. So who am I not to say gracias(gracias worth 50naira). They are just everywhere. They even stopped by to say CHEESE! Before the camera went CLICK!   This is where the story lies. The chitchats I’m opportune to listen to while in this 3-legged demon is the source of the ROADSIDE OPINION SERIES. I sat in my usual front seat and from beh

THE RAINBOW IN GREY SCALE (stepping out of DEPRESSION) That certain Day, I returned from my very normal routine. Not like I had a bad day, was the very natural fatigue you feel after spending 1/4 of the day under the burning sunlight. I stepped into the bathroom for a cool shower and Boom! It came. The water tricked down my ruffled hair and my heart just couldn't get over the thought that "I'm not good enough" Sometimes it happens like a Spirit possession...I imagined a million and one reasons why I didn't fit in, why I was alone. I broke down in tears. The water from the shower head mixed with my tears flowed down my Depressed Body. Still in the bathroom; I picked up my phone and dialed a few people I trusted. I told each of them to tell me something good about myself. Well I wanted Just one thing but they told me SO MANY. The feeling of DEPRESSION didn't go away asap but I can tell you all those Words helped. THE LESS IMPORTANT DISEASE Society t

There happens to be a lot of uncertainty resulting into questions when it comes to this Falling in love thing. Its either a case of: "Falling in Love is beautiful but what if I'm falling into the wrong hands?" Or "Sometimes the person you fall for isn't ready to catch you." Some other times its: "Bottom line,we never fall for the person we are supposed to".    Now this brings me to the point of interest. Have you ever Wondered why we often fall in Love with the people who don't Love us back? Chase people who don't want us?  I could still recall way back in highschool, I use to have this beautiful seat mate(my young eyes really admired) who really was so into me but I never treated the feeling with any much respect, perhaps cos I was the one being chased? or maybe I wasn't just cutout for any of those childhood dramas. But one amazing thing was 'she never stopped'. This is same case with many of us(men/women). Many

   Have you ever asked for a die-hard movie lover and I didn't present myself to you? Well im so much a sucker for movies but about a few weeks ago, I was sucked up in thought after I was done watching the highly controversial movie ACRIMONY. And it dawned on me more like a self realisation that in as much as I can cry when I watch a sober movie, I can equally get very upset.  After much thought I decided to do a review of this movie based on my personal judgement and a few others. Just before I begin to add my own "versy" to the already existing controversy, Here is a a brief synopsis of the movie plot 'ACRIMONY' for the benefit of those who have not seen it yet. As the clearly aggrieved Melinda relates her story to the shrink, the story flashes back to the early days of her relationship with Robert (Antonio Madison, playing the younger version of the character), whom she meets when they're both in college. The young Melinda (Aijona Alexus, who seems