THE KENDER BRAND

It came up to me in quite a deceptive manner. When the apartments of my frail heart was occupied with none other than hope for the future. It walked in as a companion to push me to greater heights. How that push actually pushed me into a cocoon.  Then came betrayals in one's self, denials, failed efforts and most importantly anxiety.  Early night tuck ins turned to late nights filled with trying to figure out life and after that gruesome exercise, that old cold pressing fear takes over and cancels out the efforts and the work put in.  I lived with fear and over time it degenerated to constant anxiety. Scared to the bones about what the future holds and even how to start out. I doubted my competence for such a long time. My waste bin constantly filled with piles of scraped wriggled papers from articles written that never made its purpose was a good reminder of how I failed myself. I searched for what could set me free and put me on a pedestal to soar higher. Lo...

FEAR...... If we would be honest, a lot of us are trapped in the facade created by this horrible mental illusions. #Anticipate....

Woke up at 2:45am this thursday morning and finished a bowl of cornflakes with my sleepy eyes. Now i'm considering if I should go back to bed or just wait till 4am which is when my alarm usually wakes me up. Typing with your eyes half closed is fun too. I feel like a pro using a typewritter and pushing down those buttons and enjoying it make that sound. You may be wondering whats the aim of this post. I'm wondering so too. I'm kinda racking my brain to find some exotic words to throw in just so this post doesn't end with my being a midnight foodie. Well maybe I figured out a moral to the story. Wake up any time you are hungry and eat. You know why? Just because you have to live a little and sometimes break that rule that says you have to wake up at 6am before you can have your breakfast. I'm definitely going back to bed cause sleep still conveniently wants to make me late for work.

Dear ''twenty something'' year old buddy, How has life been since you clocked 20? Just the other day I was ecstatic about 23 and I was just about to finish serving (Nation Youth Service Corps). I had a lot of things I hoped to do, but then, I had one problem: I didn't have a CV (curriculum vitae). I didn't know how to go about the job searching thing and I was pretty worried about that.  The next year after service, I was working and surviving miraculously. The months I stayed up late at night trying to figure out my path and feeling so pressured about not having a job were just behind me. I was so pressured you know. None of my friends ever came home after Service. They all found jobs but I was home and feeling miserable.  However, it was in that time I decided to Horne my writing skills and start a blog. It was still that time I started off my editing career on a low key which landed me my second job. This little recap...

I need a travel buddy and best friend in one person. Someone who I'll travel the world with and have amazing fun times with. Qualifications: Good heart, entrepreneurial and Loves God. We would be BFFs and partners. Lets get started if you qualify. #NotTheRegularPost #InspirationalJokes. Have a nice weekend.

So many dreams are buried in low self esteem. The fight and struggle to stay balanced between low self esteem and over confidence is really tough. Some of us don't talk about it because we think everyone else got it all figured out and you are alone in that struggle. You are not alone. So many of us are still in the journey towards finding that balance (Self Confidence). I recently started the "Get in Touch With Your True Self'' movement. The goal wasn't really to inspire people, the goal was to discover more about my true self. I thank God I didn't ignore the push. I got a journal and every morning I woke up, I wrote down my thoughts. In between my day, I wrote down the way I felt towards myself and towards others. This helped me find out some things about me which I always suspected. I didn't have self confidence. Over confidence is not self confidence. Some of you may know this, if you suffered low self esteem at some point while growing up, it...

Guys, I wanted to really write about something very serious and inspirational but then again, an event just happens and shifts my thought.  I like to say that everyone is a bit nosy, but as they say too much of everything is really bad. I'm a culprit when it comes to being nosy. I just like to know everything (call it being inquisitive). I walk by my neighbors apartment and I'm looking at the interior decor, the furniture, the sitting arrangement. (I swear guys, it's just fun for me. Sometimes I even  listen to certain sound tracks if you know what I mean).  As much as I'm a culprit, I don't like being nosy in people's face cause that's very disrespectful. That being said, I was on my way to work yesterday. I was sitting pretty in the tricycle and minding my business until one lady entered. She smiled and I smiled back (which by the way was weird cause it's early in the morning guys and everyone is rushing to work on a Monday. Who has time to smi...

  The fit life has come upon me and I can't complain. I'm loving every bit of waking up in morning and sweating it out. It's like my rebound ritual that gets me on track everyday. I push my body to attain every goal I set. Sometimes I get asked if my aim is to loose weight, the answer is NO. I workout because I want to be very fit, healthy and strong. So basically I workout 5-6 times a week. Even on days when I feel so tired in between workouts, I visualize myself with my six packs and chiseled looks. This just pushes me to go further.  That being said, let's get to the crux of the matter. I always down played stretching before and after workout. I saw it as a non calorie burning routine which is rather a waste of time. This notion changed when I developed a very disturbing back ache. The back ache developed to shoulder ache and overall body ache.  After much research, I found out that the stretch I so neglected was the solution to my ache. You may think of ...

Guys, I didn't forget its Thursday and on days like this we talk about one of the many relationship ''wahala'' that lingers on the lips of many. So today I'll be talking of a topic that particularly appeals to me. When it comes to love/relationship trust me, there are different shades of crazy. There isn't really any standard that works best for any two relationships. That's why relationships are hard work, You have to figure out what works best for you and your partner.  I was recently having a nice time with some new friends. I was so tired after work that the only thing on my mind was food and sleep, but then again I needed to unwind so we hit a nearby lounge and conversed over few drinks.  As usual the relationship issue came up and I excitedly jumped at it. This pretty young girl who sat inches next to me was so beautiful that even after the day's stress, she still looked amazing like she was sent from heaven. It was so annoying watch...

The words came clearly "Get In Touch With The Real You" We are caged and forced to get aligned with whatever the society terms the norm You are forbidden to stand out even though we always lead the movement of standing out. I want to get in touch with who I really am. I want to know the ''ME'' that talks in my head and gives me the directives for the day. Most often than not, the real ''ME'' is choked and silenced because the many people around me want different results from me. I'm torn between following the different paths that I get lost even without getting to my destination. I'm lost, being found isn't my greatest goal. I want to discover me. I want to be heard. I want to live, thrive and beat my chest that I'm part of something important.  So I get on this journey of stripping myself off every limitations, fear, regrets, conflicting opinions and influences from the past. I'll get in touch with my True self. ...

The grasses were beginning to grow in rich green colours with just few patches of dark collections mounted in heaps. Looking closely you would almost forget the horrific incidence that took place on that fateful Thursday evening. As I drove pass that morning, I was inspired by what I saw. This was an area that was burnt beyond recognition weeks ago. A place where lives were burnt in the most agonizing way, a place that a lot of persons lost their most cherished ones, a place of tears with deep untold pain that would likely never be forgotten. But regardless of the horrid event that took place here, the grasses sprouted in their green glory, making us almost forget of the happenings around here. The black patches of burnt tress and shrubs scattered sparsely to remind us that  tragedy had indeed taken place here. I couldn't stop but wonder how this scenario relates to real life and how it connects with our every day experiences. The grasses would blossom in even greater stre...

To officially make some unknown reveals about my humble self, here are 10 Random facts about me. My full name is Ugwuokpe Ndidiamaka Christobel and for the record I prefer being addressed by my full ibo name (Ndidiamaka). I don't have a favorite color but white and black pieces appeal to me.  I don't have a favorite food either but I'll prefer local (Ibo) foods to any other food any day any time. I love anything art especially sculpting (I wish I could sculpt). It has a very special way of appealing to me. More like every art work speaks to me. I'm an exercise addict. I actually get an unusual feeling if I haven't worked out in 3 days. I just love when I sweat. (Cool feeling) As much as I love my family and friends. I'll prefer reading a novel to having an actual real conversation. Reasons why you'll probably catch me eating and reading or washing and listening to an audio book. I can't swim to save my life and I...