ITOHAN'S LITTLE CORNER ✍️

  You would think he had learnt his lesson by now, but when you google coconut head, a giant image of him pops up and winks at you.  Jide sat on the floor in the middle of his one bedroom apartment, slowly drinking water after a very healthy dinner of garri and floating berries, he burped out the excessive nutrients and closed his eyes, hoping to shut out the disappointing voice in his head.  Even his heartbeats sounded disappointed in him, he looked around his room, at the exact spot where her bags used to be.  It was empty now.  Just an open space.  She was really gone.  His inner voice had warned him severally to do better this time, but he really thought he could get away with it.  Women are not as smart as you think..  He always thought. Until he met the one that bested him.  After successfully playing Sonia and Adora in a span of 7 months, he met Cordelia.  A beautiful goddess who despite her sophisticated outlook, fell for hi...

  Nothing prepared me for the screech sound that snapped me out of my daydreaming.  I realized that I was walking straight into an oncoming car and the driver had to screech to a halt to avoid crushing me to dust.  “Watch where you are going! You are lucky I wasn't on full speed, these young people”, she grunted as she drove off before she heard my muttered thanks.  I found a place to sit and breathe before continuing my routine daily walk. However this evening was different, I wasn't myself, it felt as though something had yanked out my soul, tied it around my neck and asked me if I wanted a cookie..  Ouu I could really use a cookie right now… arghh..   I shook my head and it brought me back to the present. I had gotten another rejection mail earlier today. It was getting really tiring and with each passing day I think I am slowly inching closer to fading away, because how was I to continue coping with the bills piling up and a stack of rejection emails?...

  You Gotta Be Hungry.  I've always been minimalistic.  No, let me rephrase that. I grew up believing that spending money on certain things were unnecessary, that money should be saved for important occasions or emergency, that expensive things were unnecessary luxury.  It shaped me into believing that I only deserved the bare minimum and that the urge to get something bigger was born out of discontent and greed.  Until recently I re-learned.  I re-learned that I am deserving of good things, even if they are expensive. I've always operated from a place of lack..  Saying that I couldn't get something because it was too expensive or i could do without it, and it came to pass, I never got them.  But now, I've learned to operate from a place of abundance. To speak what I want into existence. Declaring that I'm deserving of it, I want it, and work towards it.  Your mouth is the key to life and death. To lack and abundance. And when we stay in a pl...

Today was really hot. I mean, everyday has been hot in recent times but this particular day, ha! the heat didn't come to play. So I needed something cold to calm me down from the inside.  After being home all day, I decided to just take this evening walk, hopefully there would be cool breeze and I'd feel a bit better.  Well, there wasn't cool breeze, so I opted for a cold drink, I entered a mart just inside my estate and headed to the standing chiller, indecisive about which sugar poison I was going to pick, and I opted for Teem lemon drink, deceiving myself that it was bitter, lol.  I processed to pay, and that was when I saw him.  Fine figure of a man!  Our eyes didn't meet so I took the time to drink in his presence, he looked up. I looked away. I paid the cashier and asked for a straw. I was about walking out when I looked again and saw him struggling with bags. Well, someone came shopping!  The laptop was about to fall. So, Enter Me!  I saved the ...

You are at the back of the bus, perhaps even in the seat directly on the tyres, and there's a strange man moving the container forward.  You've never met him, from Adam or even Nebuchadnezzar. But you enter the bus, without even looking at his face, dragging for a seat that you believe you are entitled to.  You are relaxed, thinking about dinner, or the annoying client, or that nosy coworker, the noisy neighbor too, without even focusing on whether or not this stranger is driving well, because you know that whatever it is, he'll get you to your destination.  Even when it's bumpy, you shout at him to slow down, do you get off the bus? No. Do you get off a flight during turbulence? No. You trust that the stranger in the cockpit will get you to your destination...  Why? Because you believe in his skill, his ability and his experience. You are confident. You trust him. You put your life in his hands.  So why do you doubt God?  The ultimate pilot. The owner of t...

I saw the lady trying to speak unto the microphone, unsuccessfully.  Her palms were sweaty and her lower lip was trembling, somehow her mouth started to move, words began to form, the only thing I could make out from what she said was, “I'm sorry, I'm sorry”, before she dropped the microphone with a loud thump that made it echo around the whole room.  “ Lola.. Lola!”, a voice called after her as she ran backstage.  I was simply a member of the audience and if the people around me were anything to go by, then this is quite an elite gathering.  Oh did I say I was a member of the audience? Sorry, an exaggeration, I was a server. Having delivered a round of cocktails to the audience, I stood at the back to listen to what they had to say. What did you say?  Of course I was behind the curtains, do I want to get fired? 😅 I spotted Lola taking a seat outside the pavement when I went back round to the servers’ stand, she didn't notice me, I was just a server, but I said...

There's no amount of yelling that would stop me, I had made my decision and it was final.  Kunle kept yelling at me, at some point the yelling became begging, as he relaxed a little.  This was all so unplanned. I wasn't ready for such responsibility and I would not allow myself to be dragged into a phase I wasn't prepared for. Why does no one understand this?  Kunle called my mother, reported me to her and told her that he had tried everything to make me change my mind and agree to his offer, but I was adamant.  Even though he's my older brother, I don't have to obey him or listen to him and since mommy cannot come down to Nigeria in a matter of minutes, Kunle would not kill me till that happens. He loved me too much and that was exactly why I did not want to do what they wanted me to do.  I just wanted to chill and learn a few more things, or just enjoy the AC and eat all the food his girlfriend cooks for us, why can't they understand that I just want to be a b...

No, this isn't about relationships.. I pride myself in being a nurturer. Someone who cares for everyone, and it's not just bragging rights, I really am. And on top of that, I take communication very seriously.  For someone who grew up not feeling attached to anyone in my family or constantly feeling out of place, when I got older and made friends who actually liked me in ways where I did not need to try to earn it, it meant a lot to me.  Note that I had always had to be extra good, quiet, meek, extra caring and basically do something to earn whatever love I thought I deserved my whole other life, so when I met people who simply loved me for me, it was refreshing. However then came the fear.  That they would realize that there was nothing to love there and leave. What did I do? I began to stretch. Nurturing was already second nature so I didn't even have to try. It came to me. I did the reaching out, the texting, cared extra. I got really attached to these certain people....