We perceive other countries as the proverbial promised lands: clean, safe and functional. Even the internet doesn’t fail to remind us each day of Tokyo’s cherry blossoms, Paris’ romantic cafes, and the Caribbean beaches, where the sand kisses your feet and the breeze wraps around bare skin.
And so, we dream. We wish. We plan to leave.
We often imagine life as a straight line. Do X, get Y, or go from point A to point B. But most of us already know, life doesn’t always work out like that.
In our treacherous yet beautiful reality, the path looks more like what mathematicians call a “random walk with drift.”. It is a messy, unpredictable journey influenced by detours: chaos, choices, failures, and fortunes.
As children, people told us our 20s would be our prime: full of beauty, clarity, and everything falling into place. Some even advised us against overindulging – enjoying it so much that we make mistakes. But for many of us, our 20s seem to be the most confusing and painful time of our lives.
We now have a generation that is growing up believing they’re the only ones who are imperfect and struggling. As though failure, betrayal, struggles, disease, injuries, lack, stains, death, etc. are not all part of what life is.
If you ask me, storytelling isn’t about sounding smart, being right, or appearing flawless. Neither is it about getting likes nor rewards. It’s as simply…
In this place where almost nothing works the way it should, well, money surely feels like the only way out. However, I like to think money isn’t the only thing that builds people or society – our attitude is far more critical.
Going back to the year 2020—it was lockdown + death anxiety for me. I was tired of being stuck indoors, tired of the voices in my head telling me I was going to die soon. So when a friend invited me to some church, I tagged along, hoping for a change of scene.
We got there, and the prophetess or whatever title she preferred, looked at me and said she saw a vision: I’d die in 2023.
Tuesday mornings were the worst. Not because school was hard, but because Mr. Emeka never missed a 9:30 a.m. class, unless he was sick or pulled away for some urgent matter. And when he showed up, I knew I was bound to be embarrassed.
the best thing about you can also be the worst thing about you, because every trait we value has a counterpart we struggle to accept.
The extraordinary qualities you admire in others often come with a shadow side that’s harder to acknowledge. Just like one person’s guardian angel may be another’s angel of death.
Our world has often divided itself into two major archetypes: leaders and followers.
The leaders come up with ideas, take charge, and guide others. And the followers stand behind them, supporting their ideas, sometimes building a cult-like allegiance, so strongly that they’ll do whatever it takes to spread and defend their cherished beliefs.
I’m a beginner photographer, albeit obsessed. At the time of writing, I don’t yet own a camera, but that hasn’t stopped me from copiously ingesting photography content and consistently regurgitating them on my WhatsApp status. I probably spend more time sharing striking photographs and photography memes than I do taking actual pictures, which sometimes makes … Read more
