We were all raised to be critics and we have so much perfected the art that we have this knack to be judgmental before giving the benefit of the doubt. I would like for all of us to think twice before we get a-typing because it seems its very easy to clank away at the keyboard than it is to voice out our criticism (constructive and/or destructive). My Fellow Nigerians, it has been an explosive start to the year 2012, respects to our fallen comrades, but we will #occupynigeria until we effect the necessary changes not only in the leadership, but also in the foundations of our nation. Love is the answer, and like the saying goes, it starts in the home. Emotionally healthy children from the home, will make secured and proud citizens which is the fabric of developed societies. Let's look inwards and do our bit to make ourselves into model citizens. We are on course, Lots of Love.
Forgiveness, just like Love, has definitions to varying degrees or like an onion—layers. I always thought I had the forgiveness thing locked down, yeah right! Just like the proverbial out of the blue, it hit me that I had just erased that part from memory and decided the type of forgiveness I wanted to extend. I found out that I couldn’t (or at least that’s what I had subconsciously agreed) go back if I had the chance. On my way home, it became evident that this sealed can of worms had been in the basement and it is already stinking. It took an interviewer’s probing questions for me to shed light on that chapter in my life’s story. Forgiveness is absolute, but just like everything else, we make it relative and as such varying standards abound. This means what I call forgiveness may not cut it for someone else. While my version of forgiveness may be shallow and warped, yours may be brutally honest. Ultimately, we are responsible for our versions of forgiveness, while it is in our best