Tuesday, March 25, 2014
Second Chance; To Use or Not to Use
Monday, January 27, 2014
The big "L" word
But as you grow older you realise love isn't perfect; it is the merging of two imperfect hearts that are willing to stick together through the sometimes not so easy journey.
Fairy tales and M&B give a distorted impression but I think this picture is a true description of love.
Xoxo.
Thursday, January 16, 2014
Adapt, Migrate or Die

Some months back I wrote about change :).
At that point I viewed change as a big scary monster that I would have to tackle despite my fears.
It is very scary especially if you are the type that likes things aligned in near perfect order or an impulsive planner.
And of course I am guilty of the charges above.
Here is the point I am trying to make:
What do you do when life throws you curve balls?
From my time in change "prison", my solitary confinement has taught me that we have three options:
Wednesday, January 1, 2014
Friday, December 6, 2013
R.I.P Madiba
R.I.P Nelson Mandela.
A man who despite challenges and hard times never wavered in his passion.
A man who never let bitterness cloud his mission on earth.
The World is now left with indeed very big shoes to fill.
We will honour your legacy and your name will forever resonate in our hearts.
Sleep on Madiba; heaven is lucky to have you.
Monday, November 25, 2013
Tick Tock
How time flies yeah.
With the end of the year comes nostalgia and a careful review of the past months.
For me, a review of lessons learnt also comes to mind.
And here are some I would like to share with YOU:
1) Your happiness is solely your responsibility, never place it in the hands of another human being.
2) Money is important; whoever says otherwise hasn't lacked it for one second.
3) Trust but verify; not saying we all have to be detectives but you have to learn to shine your eyes.
4) If you don't like it, don't do it, stop with the people pleasing.
5) You are stronger than you think, don't let fear win.
6) Friends are precious, they are like the icing on the cake of life. Treasure them.
7) Family is very very important. Love them even when they piss you off like my sister alwaysssss does.
8) God is God...need I say more, don't joke with Him.
9) When in a shitty place think of the type of tissue you will use to clean yourself up, you can't afford to stink forever.
10) Life may not go the way we want it to but honestly without darkness will you appreciate light?
11) Don't think about it if it won't improve you in positive ways, have selective amnesia.
12) Stop forcing things and people to come to you; just relax, what is yours will come.
13) Bad people exist, now the choice is yours to either be bitter about it or be better than them.
13b) Laugh at your problems, trust me it sounds better than hearing someone else laugh at them.
That is a long list but hey it had to be thirteen (13) and a half (13b) *straight face* :) .
Life is good...explore, savour and enjoy it.
Quick question: What has 2013 taught you?
Xoxo.
Sunday, November 24, 2013
Imperfect Moment
Is your blog still active, I haven't seen any recent post?
Why have you stopped writing?
....and the list goes on.
As always my response is usually a mumbled; I haven't being in the mood or ehen, I will post something soon (when I know at that moment "soon" means the same thing as never).
The truth is I have been waiting for a sign from Heaven, a thunderous voice that will say "Semira, my beloved Child, pick up your keyboard or keypad and type", then I will suddenly get inspiration from above and start writing like a maniac.
Obviously I don dey wait tire because the only thunderoussounds I have heard so far are the noises emitting from my neighbours' generators.
So after waiting for that very elusive perfect time, I realised there is really nothing like perfect timing.
What really makes an activity "perfect" is doing it even when you don't feel the whole vibe.
The realisation that those imperfect moments are actually made perfect by our actions.
Nike (the brand not Nike in Ibadan) knew what they were doing when they picked the motto "Just Do It".
The truth is right now I am not totally in my element, am writing this post and one little critic in my head is telling me "shey, you have come again, let's see how long you will last this time"?
Btw: sometimes I think my inner critic is just a mean old woman because I can't understand how a voice can be filled with so much negativity.
Anyway, let's ignore her.
Back to the matter....
What really matters for me is RIGHT NOW.
This imperfect moment where I get to talk through my words and do my favourite thing.
What really matters is the happiness am deriving from just doing it.
And yes, of course I am surely going to come down to the moral of my story which simply is:
JUST DO IT.
It may not be the perfect time to start writing that book; just do it.
It may not be the perfect time to hit the gym; just do it.
It may not be the perfect time to start something new and positive in your life; just do it.
At the end of the day what really matters is how well you made good use of an imperfect moment.
Now I always love hearing from you guys, so do feel free to tell me what you think; Is it right to seize the moment or instead wait for that perfect moment?
Be inspired....xoxo.
Friday, September 20, 2013
Music of the Week : Khona Mafikizolo ft Uhuru
Friday, September 13, 2013
To Thyself Be True
Thursday, August 1, 2013
Casting all our cares
Tuesday, July 23, 2013
Quote of the Week
Gratitude unlocks the fullness of life.
It turns what we have into enough, and more.
It turns denial into acceptance, chaos to order, confusion to clarity.
It can turn a meal into a feast, a house into a home, a stranger into a friend.
Sunday, July 21, 2013
Letter to my Mother
Dear Mum,
Today I celebrate the reason for my existence on earth.
Today I celebrate the vessel God picked specially to convey me into this World.
Today I celebrate my role model, my shield, my safe haven, my sweet mother as you mark another year in your life.
To understand the song "Sweet Mother", all I need to do is look at you and the lyrics comes to life.
And each line reminds me of how much you sacrificed to keep I and my sister full clothed, well educated and well fed.
Looking back, now faced with my own responsibilities, I can only imagine what you went through to take care of us because even though we may not have lived in mansions and owned exotic cars, we never lacked.
We never went hungry. We were never left unclothed. We never went a day without a roof above our heads.
You struggled to get us into the best schools around, you were with us all through every process in our lives...even our first year registration in the University, lol
I can remember being so embarrassed, like really how was I supposed to prove my independence in front of my classmates after I was virtually led by my mom throughout my registration process.
The upside was that you always took away the stress that came with every new journey we had to take.
You were and still is the very protective mother hen we grew up knowing...no one messes with her chicks *big smile*.
But despite this "smothering", one would expects us to turn out weak and unable to rely on our individual strengths.
Well, we turned out to be the opposite.
Because you never spared the rod at the right time (trust African Mama...you mess up, you get memorable smacks) and then when everything calms down (being our melodious wails), I can remember you sitting us down and telling us where we went wrong and why we shouldn't do it again.
My protective mother hen, you taught us how to live based on our firm belief in God and belief in our strength as humans.
You taught us how to stand up and get what we want out of life irrespective of our age and gender.
You taught us how to avoid being ruled by circumstances and instead learn how to fearlessly take the bull by its horns.
You taught us how to be content, for even though we had friends who probably had more than we did, we never wanted more.
You taught us how to work hard for whatever we wanted out of life; from an early age I knew life wasn't a bed of roses and to get to the top I had to put in extra effort.
Most importantly, you literally showed us the strong and unflinching power that exists in the delicate frames of women.
You did everything a provider would do and still had the time and strength to nurture us, your babies.
From an early age I learnt how to be focused because I knew letting myself and you down wasn't an option.
Today I celebrate my Margaret Thatcher (for her unflinching strength).
Today I celebrate my Queen Amina (for her undying loyalty to the people she loves).
Today I celebrate my sweet mother; Hajiya Karimat Isang, for being my safe haven and for making me the woman I am today.
Today I celebrate my Amazon, for breaking that gender barrier in my head from an early age and showing me, through your life and pursuits, that I can be whoever I want to be irrespective of my gender.
Today I celebrate my World.
Happy birthday Mamawo.
I love you now and forever.
Thursday, July 11, 2013
Hard Work Vs Easy Money
I recently read in one of our National Newspapers that the outcome of a survey showed that Youths in this generation have little or no appreciation for hard work and will gladly choose easy money over working hard to earn money.
I think that is really sad.
Call me "old school" or a stickler for hard work and sweat.
But my principle in life has always been "go out there and work for it, if you can get it yourself, why wait for some else to do it for you".
If you can afford to save your salary and get a nice little dainty car that moves without spurting out exhaust, then why wait for someone to come along and buy you a range rover, bearing in mind that you will most likely be "cab and bus hopping" while waiting for this Messiah?.
Don't get me wrong, I like alllllll the good things in life but then I can't understand why one will dwell in the illusion that all these things will fall from heaven!!!!!.
Wake up.
Even if everything gets handed down to you, you know that "arab money movement", you will never feel the same way you would feel if you knew you worked hard for those things and deserve every single bit of it.
Obviously, from my monologue, you would have correctly surmised that I can't stand laziness.
Yes, you don't have to be a workaholic. But you also don't have to be a dreamer; building castles in your head while you are content drinking "ijebu garri" in reality and not moving at least one of your fingers to turn things around.
Once again I say wake up.
I try my best not to judge people who do "runz", like really who are we to judge; "just because we don't commit the same sin doesn't mean its not still sin".
But really if the alhaji pursuing-alhaji getting life works for you then do it wisely.
Why obtain millions from a "paymaster", just to spend it all on a range rover, while your self-contain room can barely contain a king-size bed and your poor mother still sells okpa on the road side.
Are you a learner?
What I am simply trying to say is "work hard" (bearing in mind that work may mean different things to different people) and then use this hard earned money WISELY to make your life better instead of waiting for manna from heaven.
I honestly do think that if we, as a Nation, embrace the benefit of hard work and honest living, this country (Nigeria) and the World as a whole will be better place.
A place without fast guys trying to make it big no matter what.
A place without young and beautiful ladies leaving their homes to come to Abuja in search for "paymasters".
A place where people will relish the satisfaction from looking at their possessions proudly and saying "I earned that", instead of "I looted that".
Call me naïve for thinking this way.
But that is how I see life and for me, seeing and living life that way has worked out perfectly for me.
Of course I didn't come to Abuja to "snap picture" but neither did I come to obtain easy money.
Through the sweat and the long hours in the Office, I can smile and say "I earned that".
Can you?
Quick Question: What is your take on easy money? I am willing to explore different opinions, besides it's "different strokes for different folks".
Friday, June 28, 2013
Closed Doors, Opened Doors
Tuesday, June 25, 2013
What is your Selling Point?
I smiled.
And being the persistent person she is, she asked again.
"Semira, what's your selling point?", humming the tune and lyrics from D'Prince's song, titled "Goody Bag".
Really, what makes you stand out from the crowd?
What defines you?
What makes you marketable?
Having a selling point is similar to having a talent or a skill that is marketable.
The key word here is being marketable.
Not necessarily in monetary terms.
But it has to be able to provide vital services and also make people seek you out for those services.
It may be as little as being very good at braiding hair to being a big Publicist.
Whatever it is, it has to define your purpose here on Earth.
And really, we all know you can't give what you don't have.
OR
You can't give what you have but don't know you have :).
Twisted yeah...
So until you dig deep and define your SELLING POINT.
You may just end up being an unpolished pearl sitting quietly in the depth of the Sea.
Waiting to exhale...
And until you get that pearl out, polish it till it is shining and dazzle the World with your radiance, you may truly never be "marketable".
So once again, I ask you:
What is your SELLING POINT?
Use it.
Now over to you...
What are you passionate about and how have you made it (them) your selling point (s)?







