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Mindblown: a blog about philosophy.
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Becquerel: Even Church Is Not Safe.
Becquerel fans! Good morning and a happy Sunday to you from us all. Becquerel sends her greetings. As the normal family arrangement for us, I get to sit with Becquerel in church. Yes, it is a privilege… A great privilege. I don’t know how more sarcastic I can be but, you get the point. Maybe…
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Becquerel: Why Every Graduate Should Get a Job… Or What Looks Like One.
COMUI, you have given Becquerel enough ammunition to throw doubt on my age, my qualification and my reason for being at home. This day, we got talking about a family who Becquerel had stayed with before coming to stay with us. They have a son and two daughters and true to God, I am older…
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Becquerel: As Your Big Sister…
(Trust me, this part wasn’t intended in the original post. But, I woke up early today and looked over at Becquerel, happily sleeping and probably engaging with her orchestra team. Wasn’t she going to school? Does she have a holiday? Well, when she finally woke up, she looked at me and said, “Aunty, sebi today…
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Becquerel: Fart Lives Here.
Did I mention that I was to share the same room with Becquerel with no option of bail and no early release, at least not till I secured housejob? Well, now you know. My first night was … hm. We were three in the room. My wonderful sister had not returned to school yet. When…
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Becquerel: The Meeting.
First day back at home in Osogbo, I noticed a young, fair skinned girl on low cut working on something in the compound. I faintly remembered mum’s reference to an adopted girl who was now living with us. Her name; Becquerel. I congratulated myself on being able to recall her name and proceeded to be…
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Dear Cozy.
Dear Cozy, If life gives you lemons, ask for salt and vinegar. My last letter to you. Many times, when growing up, I vowed not to allow love again. I had been slapped in the face many times by love and I figured the ‘abuse’ was enough. Most of the time, I lasted a few…
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Dear Cozy.
Dear Cozy, If life gives you lemons, ask for salt and vinegar. Every Sunday, I would like us to go to church. However, that is not the essence of church. The essence of church is worshipping God and fellowship with other believers. So the days we have church at home, we are not sinning. I…
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Dear Cozy.
Dear Cozy, If life gives you lemons, ask for salt and vinegar. You are Yoruba, that is because your father and I are Yoruba. I am sure I have explained how we came about your name. #winks. Now, there are some things I am not going to be disturbing my head about in our culture;…
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Dear Cozy.
Dear Cozy, If life gives you lemons, ask for salt and vinegar. The male species have a big problem. They have little idea how to handle the female species. It is almost like a permanent mutation in their DNA. Once upon a time, asking a lady to date you was as much a big deal…
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Dear Cozy.
Dear Cozy, If life gives you lemons, ask for salt and vinegar. You gotta make money. No other choice man. You can’t afford not affording things you need. Your father and I are working hard, trying to ensure you don’t lack anything and trying to build a future for you and your siblings. We are…
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