TheGoodFelo

In July 2019, I had this great story-line for one of the short stories in my recent work. The excitement that so engulfed me was like a heavy rain-pour. This was because I thought I had an incredibly awesome story in mind. However, it is disappointing that as intense as the enthusiasm was, this is 2020, and I have still not written down the story. This is not to say that dreams or ideas are not valid. Instead, it emphasizes that dreams can be as useless and fruitless as a mere thought that comes once and forever goes away with the wind...without any remembrance at all. Someone else might have been wishing to be an artist, but all they do is enjoy the jolly feeling that comes with their ideas. If you have not realized yet, I bring it to your consciousness that "the initial feeling of excitement that comes with having a dream can be utterly meaningless if it doesn't lead the dreamer to take any complementary action". As a result of this, I constantly remind myse

Timi,      I had a dream. In my dream, there was a man in his 50s, sipping a cup of ginger tea one evening -just before the sun thought about going down. He sat on a chair in his backyard, reading a book about love and life. One moment, he smiled, sipped some tea again, then continued to read. Well, his house was small and quiet; there were electric power and food. Apparently, he had been there within the fences for weeks. I could tell this from the ease in his smile and peace in his mind.      That man, Tim, was you. I was not sleeping when I had this dream; I was only thinking of you in a good light. Don't bother about dying -we all will die someday, anyway. Don't fear that you'll exit the world without anyone knowing. There are a good number of people that will always value you, and I'm one. I'll notice if only I would be alive by then, too. Smiles.      Tim, life doesn't have to be a bed of roses, just a strand of hope is good enough. I'm still on

Introduction I was there when an older man was scolding a young boy of about 10 years old . ‘Stop talking like a lady, speak like a man! You are a man.’ Apparently, the young boy had a natural high-pitched voice. The little boy reclined in a chair in class one afternoon. He began to reflect on how his friends had bullied him, ‘…see the way you talk like a woman. Are you not a man?’. He surely remembered his Uncle telling him that day, ‘Ben, you are a man, and you should talk like a man. Now, talk like a man.’ He seemed to have heard the seemingly embarrassing statement on how to talk like a man a million times. Now, I heard someone say, ‘He chose to be moved by what people say.’ Truth is: we aren’t all graced to have good self-esteem; we do not all grow up with very rigid minds; and in fact, Ben was just a ten-year-old, imagine it. You know, when you remind a child ‘negatively’ about their seeming weakness like, ‘You are so slow; you can never be fast enough to catch a snail; idiot

Baby boy,      Timi, I do understand. It’s only a matter of time before you get your own space. Please, make it a duty to yourself to ignore the goats in your life, carry about your headphones so that you can access them when necessary, and thank God for the angles you have in your life, like me. I know I’m a darling. I’m a gift to you, just as you are to me, dear. I know you miss me that’s why you say kinds of stuff like, ‘Why are you still alive?’ Silly boy. Sha be saying rubbish there…smiles.      Not at all, you are not bad tempered. And, complaining is only normal. Why are we companions if we can’t share our life experiences? Companions are to share both their distress and delights in life. I appreciate you for trusting me enough to tell me all this. Obviously, our separation in distance has not even affected our companionship. Best friends forever – bff ! I love you, Tim.      Have you been using your drugs? How has your mood been generally? Please, don’t regress. Really,

Introduction 'Start with the little you have,' that's what many of them say. So, 'You have an idea? A business idea? Or just any positive ambition that means so much to you? The key is starting small. I and a fellow young man were discussing how funny and sometimes annoying it can be to hear those words from people who think they are encouraging us. He wants to be a photographer. In this age where amazing cameras and expensive devices are out to improve the quality of photographic products, 'where do I start small?' He apparently needed some relevant experiences, 'How do I get experienced, when skilled personnels are asking me to pay because they didn't acquire their wealth of experience and expertise without a cost?' Yet, they say, 'start small!' I think it's easier said though.  The Talk Out of my personal experience, I've been discouraged many times. I love men's fashion so well. I finllally found a place to learn

This article was inspired by and is thus dedicated to Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie.      So, we know of how men squeeze themselves into small and frustrating cages. We might have heard this brutally ignorant statement being drilled into the ears of a bitter young man who had just been unfortunate: You are a man; you shouldn’t cry. This is to uphold a sad criterion of manliness as if to say it isn’t human for any man to cry; as if every man has to have a special ability that makes them emotionally stronger than women. So, ‘sheer’ being a man has become a sufficient reason to be remarkably unyielding to some normal human emotions. David Schmitt of Psychology today reiterated that: …even if sex differences have neurological substrates, gender role socialization may change the brains of boys and girls. If today men are strong enough to calm their tendencies to cry, it's largely because the society has taught them to. Now, this is not to say that this 'principle of not crying when yo