I begin this piece with “perspectives”, which is the evaluation and assessment of a situation or a person from one's point of view. It is actually no news that we all have our perspectives as uniquely designed individuals, with which we view, assess and categorize the unfolding of events in day-to-day life. Hence your perspective can either open you up to an entirely new discovery about life in others and events or cage and limits you within the walls of yourself. Have you ever imagined if the world only revolves around your perspective? Or better still, what would have happened if everything is all about what and how you see things? Come to think of this, where will the world be if it is to see things through your own lenses? You see, there is more to life than what meets the eye. We are meant to be each other’s stepping stone to greatness. Having talked a bit about perspectives, I would want to keep the ball rolling with the fact that there is this divine perspective in

I attended my cousin’s sendoff prayer/party few years back, and just like other occasions, I observed something that captivated my curiosity. Beyond the euphoria of the atmosphere, the glamour of what women wore in their various cliques and the ecstasy of the day; in the fecundity of my mind, I was caught up into deep thinking about the sitting arrangement and the order of the whole arena. It is normal in every occasion for order and decorum to be maintained, and the sitting arrangement of different set of people be given due consideration.  Hence you could imagine the invited guests seated up on the high table, exchanging pleasantries fitting their given position in the occasion. Again you could imagine the unit and set of men/women who often are siblings/relatives, friends and well-wishers. I am sure you can relate with the picture I am trying to paint here. This scenario is no different from the order and arrangement of life. It is obvious that we have this set of people wh

Midway into this week I was conversing with one of my friends who has a photo studio around my locale. Our friendly discourse hinged around how the abnormally harmful wrong has now become the normal right in our generation; how that if you try to stand out you automatically become an object of ridicule. This is however our sad reality that if not handled headlong will leave little or no sanity for the next generation. Like I stressed out in my last piece that we are all uniquely designed to live one effective and fruitful life, not to be torn in-between divisible, unfruitful, and ineffective lives; that from the beginning of time, God knows you by name; He has singled you to stand out, to live as one individual that ever lived.   You are a masterpiece, a rare work of art, God’s magnum opus. This simply implies that you have a customized identity worth protecting regardless of whom or what comes your way. Let’s start from the family; you might be many in your family, but God sees

Ours is a generation where people often find it easy to live a lie, where hiding behind the mask is the in thing, and being true and real is fast disappearing. People derive pleasure from living another person’s life regardless of the cost and the subsequent consequences.  Hence, I often ask myself; if you spend your whole life copying another person’s life, who will live your own life? There is nothing so tasking and demanding as living a dual life; it requires extra effort to keep and manage both identities and personalities. Unfortunately, many people don’t know that where effort and strength is required, there is bound to be exhaustion, tiredness and high tendency of being worn out before fulfilling God designed purpose for one’s life.  You are uniquely designed to live one effective and fruitful life, not to be torn in-between divisible, unfruitful, and ineffective lives. There is nothing that thrills and excites the enemy of your soul – Satan like you living a double lif

Some few weeks back, seven of us were asked to write a piece on “A Place I call home” in our Booktroverts family, within fractions of seconds, I got lost into series of thoughts that finally streamed into streams and oceans of practical meditation. Even now that my fingers are punching these letters on my keypad, I cannot say I have fully deciphered the connotative and denotative meaning of what home is; hence the words that flowed and followed  these ones are just a feeble attempt at scratching the concept of a place I call home. At the sound of the monosyllabic word “Home” what imagery piqued the curiosity of your mental faculty and reasoning? A structure or building erected with a father, mother and handful of kids right? Trust me that is the first imagery that will plunge our minds from the onset just like A, B, C, D, invade us at the sound of the alphabets. Well! I know you have your understanding and concept of home, permit me to humbly share with you my little insight o

Sometimes last year I wrote and published  a piece titled “Ours to change” and inferring from the current unfolding of events in our nation, I am left with no option than to retouch this piece and  share it again as it carries some nuggets that will guide us as we go to the 2019 polls. However, the burden I have is heavier than this single piece; hence I will try to capture that which is relevant for the season – the general elections. “ NEXT LEVEL”, “ LETS GET NIGERIA WORKING AGAIN ”; I know these two slogans strike a chord in your faculty of reasoning. However, do they in anyway provoke nostalgic and saddening thoughts in your mind? Can you say with a significant degree of certitude that you are comfortable with the pragmatic connotative and denotative meaning of these words? As long as these words are concern, the questions can go on and on in quest of finding constructive, society-oriented and definite answers that will go down history. Right now, politics in Nigeria h

It is a bitter pill of life that any man or woman that desire to stand the test of time must swallow, yet when you swallow it you become the enemy of many in the society. It is trampled upon daily by men and their schemes, yet it prevails with time and always stands tall at the end of the day. You can frustrate it but it cannot prostrate to you. When you hear the word truth, what comes to your mind? Just like the word “Love”, it is very obvious that truth over the years has received subjective, myopic and relative interpretations and applications by many people. Hence, you can hear someone saying: “What is true for you is true for you and what is true for me is true for me”. Such statement about truth has kept me in constant dialectics within myself. Truth is the state or quality of being true. It entails faithfulness, fidelity, conformity to fact or reality, correctness and accuracy. In its real sense and essence truth is everything that negates to falsehood, deceit, hypo