dont stop!

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playing sound track –  DONT STOP!

Earlier this morning at about 12: 23 am i was trying to re assure myself that i was on the right track, a lot have been going on in my life recently, i need to make major decisions that would affect me for the next first two years of my life and these first two years will also build who i intend to become in the next five years which would be about three years from the first two years ( well that’s how confusing my thought process have become) I am a people’s person but i recently have been tagged strong so getting concrete advice from people have been hard because even they come to me for some. I have been stuck with myself, twitter, my new job role, new series and my latest best male friend. Even though all these things and people give me hope and make me see a sweet reflection of myself i cant seem to get a grip of it. i looked through a cupboard where i keep books and files and finding my 2011 black book on a normal ground was suppose to make me feel great about my self because truly i have evolved, i am a better person, i write for pleasure and inspiration, i have my coy registered, i am in-love with myself, i have a good job and good colleagues, i have a complete healthy family, i have a close boyfriend 🙂 ( yeah right), i have people who look up to me, i am gracefully serving my father’s land, i have almost finished my first book, i have a lot of inspirations and aspirations, my fashion line is growing, i am becoming a better muslimah. God has been faithful but really and truly within myself i do not feel fulfilled and in August I had a major breakdown because i couldn’t figure out what i truly wanted for my self what i am truly good at doing, people’s idea of who i am is gradually taking me away from my personal goals and dreams, pride is beginning to set in, fear and sense of incompleteness is almost taking over my personality.


But alas! i have so much to be grateful for, so so much i can not mention all, I needed something to keep me going something to help drive my decision making process, something to curb my fears, something…. just something to make choosing between three major careers of my life and prioritizing my next goals EASIER. I couldn’t find, i got bored of thinking, I spoke to a friend and the same thing was said ” you have great potential, i respect you so much and i wish you can see a reflection of what you are, you inspire people, you make people feel good about themselves, you create lives and mentor both young and old” these were her words, i wasn’t exactly touched because i hear them at least once in a while. my mum reminds me everyday of how proud of me she is, my sisters looks up to me, i am currently mentoring 3o kids into entrepreneurship but i just dont feel fulfilled.
Having what i want sometimes make me act silly I remeber one sunday morning I woke up with this hunger for “akara”, I tweeted about it and got a very good friend and neighbour of mine @hobalola to be interested too, we set out to buy akara knowing fully well we might not get it, we asked several people on twitter and got several responses, after trying about six spots on the adeniji adele axis, we dashed to his friend (@engr_ejo)’s house hoping to get akara around his aboda, but unfortunately we didnt, he contacted the akara virus immediately, the rain poured heavily after we waited a few minutes we agreed it wont be a bad idea if we scouted for akara under d rain before the people selling pack up, we got two umbrellas and swappped simultaneously as we roamed the street of lagos looking for akara, we had covered the west part of eko in an hour under the rain and in the flood looking for akara, it got to a point we wouldnt mind were they were frying akara for someone’s burial but we didnt see, apparently people stopped dying on the island or maybe no one died 41 days ago,abi?.

Another 30minutes had passed it was already half 11 am, we were hungry and tired, found a nice spot to chill and eat puff puff. it was so nice but we were not tempted into remitting our money to the mallam frying it. This time we were at Idumota coming from Tinubu Square, on getting there i called a cousin of mine who promised we would see in their area, I was so happy and glad, we draggedourselves down and up the dirty streets of Idumota going to the obas palace around were my cousin stays, we got there with hopes and smiles on our dear faces, we sat on a bench just by the corner, it had been a great journey after searching for akara on a rainy sunday, we finally got to a spot were we would find. my cousin arrived and gave the bad news that the woman had packedup, i was sad and close to tears, i really do want to eat akara that day, i havent had it since the begining of the year and i never start what i wont finish. i felt defeated i was willing to go all the way to Ebute Metta or even Ikorodu if i would find the akara but everyone discouraged me that it was a sunday afternoon already and no one would fry akara 9 ofcourse i added that to my goals that some day soon, i would sell sunday akara and other stuff people dont get to see and buy on sundays).
Before heading back home, i went to greet my grandaunt as you know(if you pass in front of obas palace you must greet him) she scolded me at my foolish adventure into finding akara and blamed the jobless boys who followed me all the way and said ” cant you fry akara in your house?” wow! non of us thought of that but even if we did, i dont know how todo it, i have never tried it. it was time to go home and we realised we had spent all the N200 we had to buy akara on transport and puff puff, it means even if we saw akara, there would be no money to buy it. foolish us. but atleast we tried, we got back home really tired and angry but you know what? we didnt Stop!


we didnt stop our quest, we bought beans, pilled it together, added neccessary sauce: fish, beef, oil, pepe and the likes, mixed it up and started frying. we didnt know how to measure or fry after the first set got burnt, we did the next very well. it came out in funny shapes and sizes but the outcome was great and delicious, we shared with family and friends and now our story and stupid journey was worth it.
At this time 3:45am i thought to myself, even though everyone thinks I’m fulfilled, some think i have arrived and some dont even recognise me, my personal golas have not been achieved, though i might be confused and helpless but i will buy my beans, make my mixture, fry my akara and I wont stop trying! and the few i don’t get right i will seek help.

dont stop!!!!

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AISHA n JOSH. Episode 1

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Today makes almost 2years since this happened to me. I had been in the relationship for about 4months but it was always hard to believe it was that short, because we had much fun than a relationship of four years, we had gone places, done things and met people as a pair! Yes! We were ONE or at least it looked like it.
I met Joshua in a conference in Kogi, he is tall, dark, broad chest, pink lips, thin eyes and his nails were well cut and clean, i had noticed him but was too busy registering delegates that came in for the conference, few hours later, he walked up to me and asked for my name, i told him; I am Aisha.

Joshua: oh Aisha, you are very beautiful. My name is Joshua.

please don’t say No, can i be your friend?

Aisha: oh, thanks why not? I am friends with anyone who ask.

Joshua: so what your weak point?

Aisha: weak what?

Joshua: No, No, don’t go all sexual with me, i meant weak points in team work, am your team leader you know?

Aisha: oh really, i didn’t know. Sorry. That’s why am here, to know more about me.

Joshua and I had connected so well, we talked about every and anything before the end of the 3-days conference. We had gone back to school in the same bus. He was doing his masters while i was in my 3rd year in the same university. Joshua is loving and well mannered, he is nice and caring. It wasn’t just because he liked me specially, he was like that to everyone on the bus. At some point, i got really jealous and wondered if he liked everyone exactly the same.

On arrival to my hostel in school, josh as i fondly called him got me dinner and gave me drugs that’ll ease the pain in my joints, he promised to come pick me up in the morning for school. That next day, was when we started it all.

He had dropped me in school and parked directly in front of my soon to be ex-boyfriend‘s department, i was desperate to leave my boyfriend, due to many reasons but he was clogged up on me. The wisest thing to do at that moment was to use Josh as a bait, i practically didn’t ask, but we looked at each other and i guess what was playing in my head was playing in his – let’s kiss and chase the bastard! It was suppose to be a brief kiss but then it didn’t stop for about 3-4mins or so, we kissed so well, i could feel it in my feet, i was lost in δ transition, we didn’t even touch each other but our lips were locked, after a while of trying to re position ourselves we realised we were being starred at. I quickly laid back and smiled, my ex-boyfriend was walking away. Josh and i laughed, and the laughter was so evil, like we had won the world cup, i went into the walk way with my head up and all smile. 🙂

The whole of sciences heard the gist before the end of the day( i was quite popular) thank God, the gist wasn’t about me dumping my boyfriend but about how good i was with kissing *blushing*. Days and weeks after i would have guys walk up to me and beg me to kiss them jokingly but i felt good about it. My ex-boyfriend automatically stopped bothering me and now Josh is the new hot catch… We had good times talking about several things and he never missed taking me to school, soon everyone started asking questions and i would snap at them saying; “he isn’t my boyfriend”. It was hard to believe but truly after that kiss, we had nothing again and didn’t talk about it either, instead we focused on business and future ambitions.

It was his birthday,i composed a nice write up and posted it on his facebook page, till date, its the best L♥√ع note i have ever written. Words went around town and school that we were in a relationship and suddenly we found ourselves in one. Everyday came something new and every night we both longed for the next day.. Some how half of our friends didn’t think we were suppose to be together due to us both just leaving a relationship just few weeks apart and our religion differences, and there was how a lot of other differences sprung up…

This entry will continue next monday… WATCH OUT!!!

I’M MADE

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PROJECT – I’M MADE

…there’s room for everyone
TO EDUCATE NIGERIAN YOUTHS ON HOW TO MAKE A LIVING IN LOW- STANDARD LIVING ECONOMY-Despite the known and unknown strive of the government providing and creating jobs in Nigeria and especially in Lagos, it is no doubt the population of the growing youth exceeds the available number of jobs. Also, to reduce crimes and corruption which mostly arise from frustration and loss of sight, this project is dedicated into helping the Nigerian Youth to freely and satisfactorily start a life of their own. using the NYSC platform. These involves two categories.

CATEGORY A- SS3 STUDENTS
ORIENTATION ON CHOICE OF COURSE IN UNIVERSITY LEVEL
LECTURES ON NIGERIA JOB AVAILABILITY
TALENT DISCOVERIES
SELF DISCOVERIES
BRIEF LECTURE ON ENTREPRENEURSHIP

CATEGORY B – CORPS MEMBERS
TALENT CHOICE
LECTURE ON NEXT STEP IN LIFE
ENTREPRENEURSHIP TRAINING
JOB AVAILABILITY IN NIGERIA SCHEME
ENROLLMENT IN AT LEAST 20VOCATIONAL COURSES OF CHOICE-
• EVENT MANAGEMENT,
• EVENT PLANNING,
• MAKEUP/MAKE OVER,
• CAKES,
• PASTRIES,
CATERING,
• ACCESSORY MAKING (BEAD MAKING),
• MECH ENGINE,
• FASHION DESIGNING/TAILORING
• GRAPHIC DESIGNING
• PHOTOGRAPHY/VIDEOGRAPHY
• PRINTING AND PRESS
• WRITING
• HAIR/NAILS STYLING
• FURNITURE
• COSMETICS (SOAP/ CREAM MAKING)
• MODELLING
• and more
TIME-LINE
PROJECT LAUNCH – 1ST WEEK AUGUST
REGISTRATION OF PARTICIPANT – 1ST-2ND WEEK AUGUST
MENTORING AND NETWORKING – 3RD WEEK AUGUST
TRAINING – 4TH WEEK AUG – 3RD WEEK SEPTEMBER
CLOSING PROGRAMME – 4TH WEEK IN SEPTEMBER
FOLLOW UP AND ACTUALIZATION OF CANDIDATE – 2ND TO 4TH WEEK IN OCTOBER.

CERTIFICATE  AND STARTING KIT WOULD BE PREPARED FOR THOSE WHO PARTICIPATE AND EXCEL IN TRAINING, BACK UP PLANS AND FURTHER TRAINING WOULD BE PROVIDED AND ENSURED.
NEEDS:
SPONSORS ON EACH COURSE, FORMS FOR REGISTRATION, LECTURERS, A HALL FOR THE TRAINING, PROCESS, MONEY, PARTNERSHIP/SPONSORSHIP, NYSC APPROVAL, MEDIA, PRINT, ADVERT, BRANDED SHIRTS, WRITING MATERIALS, TRAINING KITS, TEAM LEADERS, TRAINING KITS, REFRESHMENTS, TAGS, ID….

MEMBERS

ADEBOLA MARYAM——–CORPS MEMBER——- @MADE_creations

i am glad that these great minds have decided to join hands with me in the strive to make Nigeria a better place for success breeding.

Sharon———————–@shazzy_berry—————– MAKUP ARTIST
Adeyeye Toba—————@otunba_tourba————-BRAND CONSULTANT
Haneefah Adam————-@ms_hanie——————creative designer/blogger
Oloriegbe Hussiena———@kiyahbunny1————– event manager
Adesanya Sawyerr———-@adesanyasawyerr———–
Akintunde Abisola———-@bisakin———————— make up artist
Agbosasa Babatunde——-@agbosasa_babs————— pasteries and chops
Monsurah Alli Oluwafuyi–@emmcrystal——————- brand analyst
Bello Mariam Biola———@mizzlebizzle1—————— model
Adeniyi Adeyemi———–@kneeyie————————- mentor
Shaji Folorunsho———–@bigfolly2003——————- printing and press
Ofure Ighalo—————–@ofureighalo——————— photography
Farooq Kolawole————@Pharooqumar—————— IT analyst
Abimbola  Ajani————@prettybembo————- Aso Oke and bead making
Otto Orondaam————–

George Damilola—————@damilolageorge1———-Graduate

Ahmed Mustapha—————@leckan_m——————Undergraduate

Mumuni ————————@darealNMexus————-Graphic Designer

Moses Maryam——————health and safety environment agent

Musa Nafeesah———————-teacher, child education

Olasheinde Olajumoke ————–

Sikaiye Omotoke———————@omoh_toke———— makeup artist

Thank you all for supporting this project, the project kicks off in JULY please kindly support with #M’ADE n twitter for a follow back and information on the project run, sponsorship and partnerships.

The team isn’t complete without a cosmetologist,event planner,furniture maker, caterer, videographer and Engineer. please contact me if you know any.

ode to monday

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At 5:45 a.m. it begins with an incessant beep-beep-beep

I fumble clumsily for the alarm, eyes still closed because I didn’t get enough sleep

I could have gone to bed early; I always say that I will

But as the final moments of my weekend slip away, I desperately cling to the thrill

How is it already Monday?

Eventually i decided to start the week but wanted to turn over, i woke up again it was 6:02 am

i was late for solat, i woke-up to bath and said my prayers.

Resting my face in my palms as I think about the week that lies ahead

put on my clothes… look my best, it is Monday, after all.

I will lose my keys, say my byes and have to make a run for the bus

I was at my door when the heavy breeze blew my face away

I wondered what it was but then the down pour came, i went back to my room to take a nap 😀

Hopefully this rain lasts the whole day or I will make it to work just too late

Mother, called on me as she brought in my breakfast,

Yellow and milky it was, one of the simplest meal i still cant make – custard

I looked up and smiled at her

As i cleared my cup so did the sky clear

I’ll have to face my boss if he made it earlier to work

About to jump a bike when i heard a slit.. oh my red pretty skirt tore

Not to worry am still home, changed my below and threw on a wooly pant.

Got to the office an hour and half later than usual.

Time for proper breakfast

It’s then that I’ll realize I forgot my purse.

Oh, the life of an office drone.

'the office drone"

HAVE A GREAT WEEK……… :*