THE KENDER BRAND

Dear Arewa It's been months since death took you away. I lost my entire world the day I lost you. I remember the way you smile and close your eyes to fight tears cause you laughed deeply from your heart.  Arewa, It's been cold since you left, the world has lost it's color and I can only wish to join you. I watched you every evening when you returned from work. Your face bore the perfect charm even in your tiredness.  For every time I waved at you, Arewa you waved back with a smile so perfect like that of an angel. I always planned for the day I would talk to you. I imagined you thought me to be a dumb, but my guts always failed me each time I ever wanted to try.  I wrote you a note but each time I gave myself one excuse or the other not to give it to you. I felt you were just too perfect for any human not to talk of me.  My thoughts were true after all. I waited on that Thursday evening for you to pass. I had made up my mind to tell you how I felt. Takin...

Like they say "lots of water has gone under the bridge" and so has many defined friendship to suite  themselves. Now my question is: Who is really a friend? Is friendship really needed? Why are good friends so hard to come by? Are there really loyal friends I've though and thought of thousand of reasons why humans behave the way they do. In earnest we all do need friends even if not many but one true friend. The world is crazy enough for a person to be alone. We need each other without the back biting, hatred, jealousy and envy.  I need YOU and you need ME. Indeed friendship is sweet and should be tasted by all.  Do you want to be a true friend? I stand for friendship, I stand for togetherness, I stand for winning together. I don't know how far this article goes but if I'm able to pierce through one heart to truly open up to true friendship. To truly allow love to reign. Let the word friendship mean something to you a...

                                         EPISODE 3 Osaro slowly walked towards the gate and back to his car. His face bore a lustrous expression with a hint of doubt. He made his way back into the hotel lobby thinking if it was ''Nma'' he just encountered. Sweeping the thoughts away, he rejoined his friends                     ..................................................................................... Purple, going through the pictures from Saturday's shoot was impressed. Mike had sent her some of the footage from the shoot and she was pleased with the job he was doing.One thing she had in common with Mike was his ability to deliver hundred percent at all time. A smile p...

I pushed through the last set of the sit ups with excruciating pain. I had completed 80 reps already and had 20 more to go. I looked at my tummy, (Gosh !) I didn't see no abs popping out. I've been on this ''abs acquisition'' thing since September and yet I didn't have anything to show for it. So many times I wanted to quit but the mental picture of the way I wanted to be kept me motivated.  I finally finished and went straight to the shower. As usual most inspiration and ideas comes while I shower (who else can relate). While bathing  the sentence "Drink in the process" kept ringing in my head. I actually paused to think  about it, then I realized what it meant. Imagine this...... In September, I decided I wanted to have abs and a toned body. I started working out almost every day to achieve my goals. Every exercise I engaged in was solely to achieve my goals. Now when I thought about the sentence "Drink in ...

What's the first thing you do  in the morning? When you get out of bed, what's the first thing you do? Possible options................. Pray Scroll through your phone for messages, news feed etc Jump straight out of bed to shower cause you are late Stay in bed a while longer thinking about how messed up your life is And so much more. The first thing you should do once you wake up is to find something to be grateful for. Appreciate the fact that you are living. Be grateful for air, food, family or even shelter.  Even if you don't have any of these, be grateful for life. No matter how awful or wonderful your life is, be grateful to God for what ever you have no matter how little. Gratitude controls the spirit of your day and gives you the energy to push through the day. Quit complaining first thing in the morning.  That's only going to wreck havoc for the rest of the day. Instead reaffirm  positive words  to yourself . Let thos...

 We live in a world where everything is staged. No one bares it all and nothing is ever as it seems. They teach us to never say the truth about how we feel, what we are going through, and never to talk about the crazy thoughts in our head. We are told in order to fit in we must play by those ''rules'' We are constantly afraid of being judged when we reveal our true selves. In a bid to fit in we are cocooned in life by a constant fear of rejection. But for how long? Social media has also not failed to give us that illusion that everyone's life is perfect. Everyone seems flawless, successful, fit, disciplined, rich and above all  so comfortable in life. Then we try to want to be as flawless as they all pretend to be. It scares me that our need to be accepted by others has driven us into non existence while still living.  We play these games and even when it comes to matters of the heart, we don't hold the breaks. We continue to live in lies and s...

                                              EPISODE 2 The rains had been torrential for over a week. After what seemed like a never ending down pour, the sun shone again bathing the city in golden shafts of sunlight and sight so beautiful to behold.  The vegetation so lush and green. One would have to take a moment to admire the scenery but not for people who had experienced the horrid rains. Umbrellas had turned to walking sticks for the older men. The wind blew softly caressing the leaves on the tree as the birds chorused beautiful tunes into the ears of late risers like Sarah. She rolled from one end of the bed to the other, kicking the sheets to the floor. A quick look around the room showed evidence of her inability to put her stuffs together. ...

I've been doing some personal reflection lately on every aspect of my  life. Then I remembered a story I would love to share.  When I started this blog in 2015, October precisely, I was passionately eager to impact lives. The blog was born out of hunger to fulfill my dreams of being a voice in my generation that affected people positively.  Every story I told was aimed at inspiring people to be their best. I felt it was my little contribution to making the world a better place. Months later I got a job and I struggled to keep up with the blog. My attention was grossly divided and with time my hunger for writing waned. Combining my '9 - 6 'and blogging was a hideous task for me. It became very difficult to keep up which explained the long absence.  Then one day I got a mail from a reader. She asked why I had not posted in a while. She said and I quote "Dear Kender, its been a  while I saw a recent post on your blog. Hope you have no...