Life As Fjizzle: Adekunle Sunday-Fajana

 Fjizzle wakes up in the middle of the night and asks God to help him with the strength to make something of his life. With a aching heart, you can only be thankful for the privileges and grace that God has blessed you with.

This article is coming up around 4:08am on Sunday morning and I am writing this piece in a shirt and a tie.

Dressed up in a two-piece suit, I am fascinated by the epicureanism that surrounds me, with a glass of juice on the table, I chew my cookies along as I write about what hurts me the most. Life ought to be simple, worth living, nothing tedious, just the absolute embrace of all the beautiful things that God has bestowed upon us.

Life As Fjizzle: Adekunle Sunday-Fajana

In this moment, I am easily one of the happiest persons in the world- the trees, grass, and the grabbing of ass has made life interesting, life is what we make of it and in this moment, I close my eyes to reminisce upon some of the most worthwhile highlights that my heart can reconnect to.

A little bit of shoutout to the main OG, Rhymeshizzle, the man who christened me, ‘Fjizzle’ in my sophomore year in Caleb University. The name stuck like bread and butter- a name that was birthed out of my flair for the simplicity of life- nothing too tedious, out here, we keep things cool, don’t try too hard. When we win, we dance, when we fail, we disembark into our cocoons to strategize the methodology we would approach to conquer the world with.

ice cream and strawberry

The game of life isn’t fair, hence, make the best use of the knowledge and mental acuity bestowed on us from our mother’s womb. Take advantage of what God has given you- your physicality, wisdom, knowledge, perception (and perspective), wit, courage and cunning, this is how to win.  You win by playing the game of life surreptitiously without necessarily getting your pristine fingers stained, you keep them in your tightly-knitted hand gloves.

We own the day, we don’t die, we simply multiply and set incense upon the trenches hills. Life is worth living, through the pain, struggle and turmoil, a nigga isn’t designed to complain, you pick yourself up and bounce back!  

Life As Fjizzle: Adekunle Sunday-Fajana

I just wanted to compose 300-words to express how I feel in this moment; I am not necessarily in a sad place, in fact, I am feeling positive on this warm Sunday morning. The atmosphere is cold as I stare out the window and observe the trees billow, indeed, things are beautiful in this moment as I write.

A lot on my mind, but, I’ll only express the thoughts that have allowed itself to shed through my fingers unapologetically.  

It’s all good, for all the things God has blessed us with, I am eternally thankful. For what I have not, I cant complain, it wasn’t designed to be mine in the first place.

On the streets of Helsinki

Thank you, God, always. Thank God for the talent that he has given me, I apologize for doubting him, I apologize for demeaning the skillset and value that he has instilled into me, I hope and pray that Adekunle Sunday-Fajana can live up to the objective given to him. 

Cheers, mate.