Romance books…No good ?

I should stop reading romance books.

No good come out of them.

They are like cheap high that blurs my thoughts for a while, till it fades away and I am left looking for my next fix.

I really should stop reading them!

Because I fall in love with the characters so much so that I feel they are real, somewhere in the world. Not even the label ‘fiction’ can break me from my assumptions.

Romance books,  they are no good to me at all. 

I think it makes me feel more lonely than before I started.

I think it makes my imagination run too wild and I expect too much from people.

So many reasons why I shouldn’t be reading romance.

But for one reason, one that overules the many others and breaks the balance- I believe in love and fary tale. Because I know all about the first love and farytale story. The one about a perfect God who laid down his life for a sinful nation- you and me, even before we knew of him. Even before I loved him, he loved me. 

So yes! Love and fairytale exist and I am bent on finding mine. 


Agent of change 

Photocredit: nairaland

I have one question for you? 

Is this country- Nigeria beyond saving?

A friend told me today that Nigeria is beyond saving and I went on defence, arguing and arguing about how that is a lie.

The truth is many of us believe that Nigeria is also beyond saving, that President Buhari is fighting a defeated battle and it is a complete waste of time.

So what if it is true? I don’t believe Nigeria is a lost cause, but what if I am wrong and you are right and things will just keep getting worse till there is nothing left ?

Should we continue sitting and watching our country burn? Should we continue running to other countries where milk and honey flows? Should we watch the once giant of Africa slowly crumble? 

Well that was what I heard today! “No don’t sit and watch. Just go about your daily life, do your hustle and ignore it.” Funny as it sounds that is exactly what many of us are doing. 

We spend hours in beer parlours instigating how the country is failing instead of actually doing something about it.

We criticise and even make fun of the communication flaws of our leaders when we are not better speakers ourselves.

We talk about corruption in our system when we cheat customers, exploit people, defraud others, lie, cheat and even butcher ourselves in our little communities. It’s not only our leaders that are corrupt, but our contractors who collect money but fail to execute the contract, or engineers who use substandard materials for buildings, those with the motive of getting power only to have a slice of the national cake. We are all sinners who are ready to throw the first stone.

Ignoring the problems in Nigeria without doing anything about it, is like living in a trash house saying you will stay in the filth because everyone else keeps dumping trash.

Just because everyone else doesnt mind the filth doesn’t mean you cannot clean out your domain. Sooner or later, others will observe your cleaniness and copy.

There are many forces working against leaders and if we can just stop for once and think, we would not blame our leaders so much. 

I was once guilty of this until I became the president of my association and with all optimism and change agenda, I entered into office.

It was not a big association, with a little above 150 students, we were not much but with so much to offer, I was certain I would make a great change within a year. But with the bureaucracy and red tapism, difficult administrative assistant, not too eager exco members ( yes! even those who were voted to be part of the team where not so eager to work and coperate as well and even those who were clearly aware of the agenda, openly criticized it), uncoporative students ( the very people you are trying to please and serve ). Lets not get started on other demads I had; classes, tests, project, term papers, Univeristy programs I couldn’t avoid, family issues etc. In the end, I had very little but great supporters who encouraged me through the one year. 

I didn’t accomplish all that was on my change list but I didn’t leave the system the same. I let the system pass through me and I passed through it.

My point is, there are so much contingencies in leadership, we should encourage, support and pray for our leaders, rather than condemn them. Recognise the little they have done and egg them on for greater things.

The fact is that Nigerians are the problem of Nigeria. And if we can stop and realise ‘how we can stop being the problem of our dear country’ we would have solved the first problem.

Even if you are too lost to lift a finger for Nigeria at least change your mindset, at least pray and be optimistic that it is not a lost cause.

I Unini Mosimabale, am no politician, I am only an agent of change and I don’t know how many people will read this or if it will make any difference but hey! This is me cleaning my domain, this is me making a change I believe can happen in Nigeria. It might be a little drop of water in the ocean but it is still a drop that can spark life on a dry earthen ground.


True or false opinions?

I think I have heard it all.
“Use your head not your heart.” They said.
“Use your heart and not your head.”
“A combination of both is perfect!”
“Love is the most important thing.”
Others think “Sometimes it’s not about love, but he should be able to take care of you.”
“Don’t be forced you into it.”
“There is no perfect one.”
“Your perfect one is someone else’s spouse”. I have been told.
“If it hurts then it is not love.”
“Sometimes you don’t end up with the one you love, but the one that is right for you.”
“That kind of love only happens in books…..”
So many opinionated persons, each with different sides of love and experiences that I don’t know what is true anymore.
But I am sure of one thing. If fairytales do exist, then I want one. And if there is true love then I want to enjoy and not endure it.

Little wonder


Is it just me or have you ever wondered  why certain things happen? Or why some things just are?

Everything seems perfect except for one thing…

There Is always a ‘but’ a very BIG ‘BUT’.
It might be an insignificant ‘But’ but it is still there… Always!

Little wonder why isn’t there perfection ?

Little wonder why would a perfect and all knowing God create a beautiful garden but put a forbidden tree in the middle?

Did he forget ? Was it a mistake ?
No! Because one thing I am certain about is that God makes no mistakes.

So this is my theory.

Perfection leaves no room for choices or decisions.
A perfect garden would have limited Adam and eve, hence no test of true obedience to God.

I will definitely love a perfect guy so it’s not an issue to debate about but when I meet a guy with ‘buts’ and still make a decision to love him, then that is true love. Perfect love!

We are surrounded by so many buts, but perfection comes when you are aware of the ‘but’ and  still make the right choice.

Adam and Eve would have been blameless/ perfect  before God if they had obeyed despite the ‘but’ at the center of the garden.

Little wonder why aren’t we all perfect by now?

Food for thought! Quit making the wrong choices and start making the right ones. Think it through and evaluate before you take a bite of that forbidden fruit.



If I am to put words to paper, it would be endless.

words seems futile too but music? It takes my thoughts and brings them to reality.


Stone cold, stone cold
You see me standing, but I’m dying on the floor
Stone cold, stone cold
Maybe if I don’t cry, I won’t feel anymore

Stone cold, baby
God knows I tried to feel
Happy for you
Know that I am, even if I
Can’t understand, I’ll take the pain
Give me the truth, me and my heart
We’ll make it through
If happy is her, I’m happy for you


Stone cold, stone cold
You’re dancing with her, while I’m staring at my phone
Stone cold, stone cold
I was your amber, but now she’s your shade of gold

Stone cold, baby
God knows I tried to feel
Happy for you
Know that I am, even if I
Can’t understand, I’ll take the pain
Give me the truth, me and my heart
We’ll make it through
If happy is her, I’m happy for you

Don’t wanna be stone cold, stone
I wish I could mend this but here’s my goodbye
Oh, I’m happy for you
Know that I am, even if I
Can’t understand
If happy is her, If happy is her
I’m happy for you




If I could take it all back I would…
All the love I had so generously given
The sacrifices I made without weighing the consequences
As Long as it was for you,  it was worthwhile. 

If I could take it all back, I would…
All the laughter I threw in your direction
Cos you ain’t that funny.  I was just happy being near you.

If I could take it all back,  I would…
The numerous I-love-you confessions that I meant
I take them back because you made me regret every syllable.

I take it all back. 

But too bad..  They have been spoken already and cannot be changed.. I have given it all away and now I cannot get it back.
All I have now are ‘ifs….

If I could take it all back,  I would!!!


Broken Pieces

Deeply expressed. One you can relate to



As the rain pours from the heavens and drums on the roof of my apartment and splatter on my window pane, a certain melody begins to flow in and out my ear, the wind blows the curtains about like a flag; Bed peace. Until heartbreak reminds me of days spent, time invested and emotions hardly ever shown during the 8 months we shared together with nothing to show for it. So I told you when you left me that there was nothing to forgive.
Fading memories of times we spent together, hours on the cellphone chatting and planning about our forever but the excitement I once felt had turned into a bore, the “qualities” I adored about you disgust and sicken me now; for your ungrateful eyes lusts after Her and your heart falling for another. It seems cruel to air these thoughts but I am jealous of the way…

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