O on: her cost

I'm sat in a corner, sipping on a tall glass of "refreshing". It's a simple cocktail based on Camus VSOP & Tonic created by blender Roger Chedid.
She's right across me. The hotness oozes all the way across to me. It's her birthday and oh my doesn't she look like the belle of the ball.

Like any typical birthday party involving a pretty lass, this dauphine is surrounded by men eager to please.
From my vantage point I watch, observe and come to a decision in my head.

I know I can make this paragon of beauty purr to the tune I strum...

I also know that as with any conquest, she'll come at a cost. Her cost, I'm not willing to pay right now. And so I'll let her be. I'll remain in the shadows smiling 'cos this will go a little way in helping me balance my ledger with the ever vindictive mistress of life called Karma.

O
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MY On: Dear Mum

Dear Mum,

Tomorrow makes it 6 years since i heard your voice last. i cant even remember how our last conversation went i just remember you were meant to send me airtime cos mine finished as we spoke. i remember getting the credit but thinking to call you when you got back from the airport so that i wouldn't have to have 2 long conversations. That act cost me my last chance to speak with you and it's one of my major regrets till today.

Mum i miss you goes without saying but i know you set things up so that i wouldn't have to feel your absence and I'm forever grateful to mama T.

Life is different now. i know you see all I'm up to and though some bits may surprise you I'm sure most don't as we had our tussles. Do you remember when you and dad had that argument and you kept going "he is not a virgin" just reminiscing is putting smiles on my face. How's Baby J doing? I'm sure she fitted in perfectly with the rest of the angels up there.

Tell her i miss her and I'm glad she's interceding for her big bro because i know if not for you both, thunder would probably have obliterated me by now.

telling you photography is good goes without saying but i haven't done much lately and before you say anything ma I'm upping things and gonna step up before my next birthday and get everything on track.

I'm sorry i sorta left your house somewhat abandoned especially cos those gardens were your pride and joy but dealing with dad's new contingent and her trying to lord over the place is a tad too much for me but i will visit this weekend or when next i go to town. I've sorta stopped leaving Lagos to head that way. even polo now is in Lagos for me as you well know.

I'm sorry about your business too and letting it die like that. you're a rare gem ma and continuing it was next to impossible cos nobody can do it like you do we tried but it wasn't just the same. nothing was the same after you left us hell even Sandy, Rocky, and Smart and Diana hit the ejector seat on life right after you did. 

Baby J going made the house so quiet...... dang that lass was a super star. please tell her i miss her so bad.. so so bad.

Mum i can't connect with the other one. i cant even acknowledge her. it's affected my relationship with dad so much that we either speak on the phone or i go see him in the office. Sucks ey but oh well. I'm a grown man now ( sure you'll have a stitch at that)

I'm sorry we spent most of my adult life fighting and only began to bond in the year you left me. i wish i could turn back time and bond with you even more. do you still drink baileys when you're stressed out?? i miss taking the rest of the wine bottle after you've had a glass and gone to sleep.

Your landscaping is still king in Lagos. The house in lekki still remains the bench mark and 13 years down the line "flower house" still remains the description. i wonder what would have happened if you were here with the boom that hit this country 3-4 years ago. You would have made a killing mama

I love you so much and miss you so bad I'll stop rambling now.

When weez gets back to town we'll pay a visit to see if the sites are properly maintained.

Love 

MY

MY On: My Loss

In him I see me..
Innocent and free..
In her I see you
Gay & dainty with a spirit pure & true.
Like my brother I chose to live
And my soul I sought to deceive
Live fast die freely my mantra
No knowing pain would be my end tantra
In them I see us
And I see in a glimpse what I now consider my loss.

MY

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O on: I wish I was 10 again

Do you remember when...your close friends became strangers, lollipops turned into cigarettes, the innocent ones turned into sluts, homework goes in the trash, soda became vodka, kisses turned into sex. Remember when getting high meant swinging on the playground? When protection meant wearing a helmet? When the worst thing you could get from boys/girls were cooties? Dads shoulders were the highest place on earth and mom was your hero? Your worst enemies were your siblings. Race issues were about who ran the fastest, the only drug you knew was cough medicine, wearing a skirt didn't make you a slut, the only thing that hurt you was skinned knees and goodbyes only meant until tomorrow? And we just couldn't wait to grow up....

Someone sent me that and it had me thinking...

I'm grown up now and I wish I was 10 again. So I could go back to worrying about not making the commendation list and not thinking about not making the bills this month.

I wish I was a kid again and I didn't have to worry about anything...

I wish I could go back to the years when friends became enemies for only 5 minutes.

When you looked forward to every birthday with glee.

When I'm sorry and please made your problems disappear.

When everything was so simple and lacked complication.

The kicker is though...if I did get my wish to be 10 again.... I'll of course be dreaming of "when I'm older" and the cycle continues..

If only these kids know what "being older holds in store"


Maldito Sea!!! to borrow a phrase from MY.

O

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M on: Selah...

You may not be their first, their last, or their only. They felt for someone before, they may feel for someone again but if that person has feelings for you now, what else matters?

They are not perfect.... You're not either. The two of you may not be perfect together but if they can make you laugh, cause you to think twice and admit to being human and making mistakes.... Hold on to them and give the most you can.

They may not thinking about you every second of every day but if they gives you a part of them they know you can break... Don't hurt, don't change, don't analyse and don't expect more than they can give

Smile when they make you happy, let them know when they make you mad and miss them when they're not there.

The emote thoughts of M adapted from the words of Bob Marley in celebration of Marley Day 2010
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Who am I

The guy who just hit the reset button with God.

Had this post about how I'm at crossroads with Life, my business and God.

How the fact that most consider me a guy who has had his breaks cos he's a "rich kid".

The worry that I'm coming off to people as a "rich kid" even though I know I'm just a regular guy on the hustle in Lagos.

But church changed all that.

I hit the reset button

And that's that.

Saludos.

MY.
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Cracks in the wall

I don't know why, but I'm sure it's not cos I'm seeing people die on grey's anatomy. I'm scared to think It is what it is cos it's been years since the dam broke. Hell it's not even close to any memorable event connected to them but I'm here...
The dam has cracked....
And I've been crying my eyes out all morning.
I never cry but I am now.
The dam has cracked again...
The dam has cracked again.

*No comments please*

Thank you.
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