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Mindblown: a blog about philosophy.
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SWEET VENGEANCE, SWEETHEART.
If Love Can Defy All Odds, What Excuse Does Hatred Have? Every one knows the unpleasant welcome you get as you step into a hospital. It is not even a welcome, just an ushering in into an environment so deprived of hope, yet, full of it. The father holding his little daughter’s hand as she…
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The Exclusive Job Surprise At The Premier Hotel.
When I got the email giving the details for the monthly Executive Board Meeting scheduled for the weekend, I thought it was a mistake and laughed at how sloppy my best friend had become since she got pregnant. “Bunmi, just look at you getting me even more scared of pregnancy. You cannot even send the…
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Good? Or “Better than Bad”?
No matter what level you are or status you hold, there’s always someone ahead or behind. There are scales of good and bad, with different levels in each scale. Some are fairly bad, some very bad, and some really really bad. Same goes for the “scale of good”, no matter how good you are, there’s…
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BECQUEREL II: FASHION IS NOT BY FORCE.
We were in all honesty just trying to make her look better by asking her to wear something less… Oversized, rumpled and in every way looking like a sac… Of rice… Less than 20k. But, she would have nothing of the sort. It was that big, well oversized shirt that she was going to put…
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BECQUEREL II: ONE PUFF TOO MANY.
One day, we, I and Debby, in the spirit of big sistership decided to give Becquerel brown powder and perfume. Why we didn’t just stick to white powder and maybe nice smelling body cream, I do not know. Her excitement was palpable. Immediately, she started applying the powder. “Sis, you don’t have to apply plenty…
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BECQUEREL II: I REMEMBER WHEN I WAS A STUDENT.
13years ago, I was in JS1, the same class Becquerel is currently in. I know we were eager with school then; new environment, plenty admonitions about going into the world and the desire to make the parents happy. Becquerel’s enthusiasm beat ours hands down in those first weeks of resumption. My God! 3am, she would…
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BECQUEREL II: GIVING TO THOSE WHO DO NOT HAVE.
Becquerel has clothes… Many clothes. She came with clothes, she met clothes and the clothes are still coming. The blessedness of being the ‘last born’. Problem is, our detachable wardrobe was not designed to accommodate the clothes of three females. Nay. In fact, it could barely cater for two. So, Becquerel’s clothes were stuffed into…
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BECQUEREL II: HOW YOU DO YOURSELF IS HOW YOU WILL FIND YOURSELF.
We don’t take pictures so much as a family/household but on Sundays, when everyone is looking extra fine for the Lord, there is more hope of catching us behind cameras. The enthusiasm for pictures is majorly in the female folk of the house, no argument. But, the most enthusiastic, most gingered, most inspired of us…
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BECQUEREL II: BEBETO
On this beautiful day while we were having dinner, the family got talking about the day’s events and plans for the weekend. Daddy was meant to take the sermon on Sunday and as is usual of him, he was sharing the highlights of the sermon with his family so we could pray along. Somehow, what…
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BECQUEREL II: SILENT TREATMENT.
We did not quarrel. Not at all. if we did, this would probably have been better. I would know that I deserved what I got. But, we were on good terms. In fact, anybody that saw us that night would have assumed us best of friends. So why? Why did I get the silent treatment?…
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