THE SHELL AND NUTS

Did you ever think that, to the nuts inside, the peanut shell is like their entire universe? I mean, they could fall in love and never be together because the shell separates them. So close, but their cruel prison: the shell, keeps them apart.
It's so sad! How they must hate their cruel master, The Shell...uncaring despoiler of legume romance! And then one day, they're free. And they're like, "Let's dance, you hot salty nut!"

ON A DEEPER NOTE: 'LASTING LOVE'

So, every now and then, we hear "I love him", "I think I love her" and so many things about love and all. And it's a trend to 'fall in and out of love' every new month that it feels so normal. I was talking to my friend, Ore, about that and she gave me something she recently wrote to read. Enjoy...

"Someday, you'll stop falling in love with someone new every month. Someday love will last for weeks and months and stretch into years. 
When the lasting love comes -a love 'as strong as death', a love ;many waters cannot quench'- then you'll know you've found the right one. Then love will lead you to the commitment of marriage. You'll want to be with that one person for the rest of your life.
Don't get 'being in love' mixed up with 'lasting love'. It's so tempting to think the guy (or girl) you met last two weeks is the one. But you can't tell until 'being in love' has stood the test of time and become 'lasting love'."

#Deep, yeah? Ponder on that,

Follow Ore on Twitter:
@Taanwa_

'Letter to the world'

So, I'm here again. I saw this in a friend's note and knew I had to send this letter. It's quick and straight to the point; more like a poem.
Read carefully...

Does this darkness have a name ?
This cruelty, this hatred. How did it find us?
Did it steal into our lives or did we seek it out and embrace it?
What happened to us?

That we now send our children to the war like we send young men to war,
Hoping for their safe return,
But knowing that some will be lost,
Along the way ?

...TO THE DANCERS!!

"The journey of a life starts with a move and no dance can be formed by just standing in one place or moving in circles."

You see, I've always had a thing for people that could dance. Now, not those 'agbero' people that be thinking they got 'moves like Jagger' just cause they can move from left to right while people are "WHOA!!"ing and all...nehh, I don't do those.
I mean, the ballerinas, the studio dancers, the real video vixens(not aunty Beverly o) and the ones who can do the 'skelewu', 'doggie' 'neh-neh' and all 'em cat daddy and the likes properly. Not the 'modernized azonto by Nigeria people' ones o!
I'm crazyy about them; and truth is they give a lot into this. To some it's a talent, others a skill. But, still, they work veryy hard for what they do.

To you guys, we love you! Orr, I love you! You totally rock and are amazing with the moves. Ma worry, gbogbo oyinbo ma wa employ gbogbo yin. 

:** Keep dancing!

-Your timely post-woman,
Praise

LETTER TO THE 'MODELS'

Undearest wanna-be girls,
I fully understand your need to be noticed as I experienced this as a child in elementary school. However, what I don't get is the extent you're ready to go just to get this attention.
As a child, all I ever had to do was cry as loud as I could. But you...oh no!
Infact, my main concern is the 'models'; they seem to believe agencies will hire them if their pictures get a thousand plus likes. Like really though, who's gonna like a picture of you in a bikini 5sizes too small and all your stretchies on full display??? NO ONE'S THAT BLIND!
Darlings, I empathize with your need to strut down the runway, but wearing too low cut shorts, over-crop tops and "10-inches" heels only to fall on 3rd Mainland Bridge is NOT the way at all!
Everytime I see y'all pictures, especially your idea of 'selfies', iWeaken!
...I don't even have anything to say again. Just, please, keep your modelling practices to yourself.

Your sincerly-tired-of-seeing-ugly-faces postwoman,
- Praise