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 Today at the summer party, we had a great time. We grooved to good music and danced away the summer. This is one of the most exciting midnight events to be at, and it was a great time. grills A time to relax with family and friends, alongside connecting with new individuals who would inspire the help through the day, week, and eventually making a worthwhile, possible lifetime friendship and connection. This is what life is all about, at least, for now, let the stress out. Groove and gyrate with music produced by one of the best disc jockeys from our beloved Nigeria. Today at the summer party, which took place at Pikkukoski Beach, Oulunkylä, Helsinki, we went mountain climbing and skin dipping, creating beautiful memories that would reside at the back of our minds for as long as we can remember. Beautiful moments don’t come more than this. It was worth it since we don’t get to this every day. Live, laugh, and for those who have lovers, they are to have a genuine heart-to-heart ...

Music is a universal language. Everyone understands music and enjoys music; the average human listens to music more than they engage in conversations with their fellow human beings. We reside in an era where people spend more time on their cell phones, computers, and gadgets rather than discussing with their next-door neighbour. Nowadays, people prefer to block their ears with headphones, jamming Asake’s new album, Money , as they focus firmly on their laptop screen, writing code that would influence the next generation. Music is an integral part of our lives, and Bluetooth devices, especially headphones, have helped in propelling the affinity for it. On the buses, it is uncomfortable when someone plays music aloud; it shows a lack of empathy for those in the environment and disregard for those who are going on about their day. Hence, it is important to listen to music solemnly and enjoy the sound that is penetrating your eardrums. Unfortunately, some consequences come with blast...

Written by Peniel The Rice Story: Written by Peniel I pay attention to details a little too much. Today, I notice the few grains of rice left behind; those that didn’t make it into my stomach but ended up in the bin. Not because they weren’t important. Some grains never made it past the washing stage. Some were lost on the farm, carried away with the chaff. Some slipped to the ground while being measured and sold. Others survived every obstacle, endured every process, and finally fulfilled their purpose. The purpose of food is to be eaten, yet not every grain gets that privilege. So, I think of those grains as silent soldiers. They were part of the journey, part of the sacrifice, even if they never reached the destination. Their loss made room for others to make it through. Life is a lot like that. The place you stand today may not seem extraordinary, but it isn’t a coincidence. Many sacrifices, some visible, some forgotten, helped pave the way. Some people, opportunities...

During the bonfire festival of my National Youth Service Corps (NYSC) program in Katsina, I watched as the firewood that Corp members arranged all afternoon and into the late evening gradually burned to ashes. As the woods burnt, the night surreptitiously transcended from bright light to absolute darkness, as the magnitude of the fire reached a frightening latitude. The Police Sheriff badge. I stared at everything with amusement as my contemporaries sipped their palm wine and gyrated to the festival's energetic celebration on this wild night. It was fascinating, I savoured the moment as the positive energy gave me an interesting perspective on life. I was amused as my fellow Corp members disclosed some of their flexibility skills on this evening as they leaped and hopped over the fire. Some of my contemporaries came out unscathed, aha, you flexible bastard. Oh, some didn’t, though; they burnt themselves. “ You seem not to have a praying mother? ” I say to myself. Arranging plan...

Some say that we were never supposed to grow up; they say we should have remained prepubescence, where we don't have to worry about money, bills, and deal with the unfortunate theme of betrayal. Some say we should have remained innocent, and distanced ourselves from the cruel realities of adulthood- heartbreak, betrayal, and the devastating state of broke now and then.  The older you get, the more you realize that life isn't a bed of roses and things don't usually go as planned. Bad things do happen to good people, and good people are not necessarily always the protagonists. The so-called good people have an underlying propensity to hurt you and stake a digger in the left side of your chest. Life is cruel, and things in life are not 'as/is'. Little boy creates a mock minion face (Photo Credit: Mr Abolore Sobayo ) So how do we enjoy life then? Innocence We live by going through every moment as it comes. Enjoying everything that has come our way, from friends, family,...

After a long week at work, I decided to visit the Parkview behind my abode. The environs are serene and warm, the ducks quack, and the birds chirp as I settle in the bench at the park with my kebab in hand.  Nature is God's greatest invention, and I am embracing it with every ounce of energy I possess.  As I stared at the beauty before me, I reflected upon life, thankful for the moment and voraciously anticipating what lies ahead. Life is beautiful, and nature is comforting; there is an assurance of better days with the heart-warming animations of the wind, the trees, and the flowers. Rock At first, nature calms your nerves and makes you appreciate the ability to feel and the freedom to experience the wind's enthralling aura. Nature takes the shape of our hearts as it palpitates.  At the park, I watched as humans expressed the thoughtfulness of their hearts by engaging with the environment. Kids rode on their bicycles as they smiled into the wind, and women and men sat on...