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From each side of the garden we played, we go winks and calls at each other,  formed ,yet not alike we think. We  are sex apart  One formed Wow-men One formed  Mehn ! But we started together... Then we trudged the paths of some discovery; In innocent oblivion we draw our distinctions and then differences From the nature that made night and day together, and none fought the superiority fracas Yet patriarchy ,society ,the power that blaze found the grey. Unjust Anatomy that describes The fallacy of the  thought-  PATRIARCHY. Woman ...We are not subservient as mouthed, We are only substandard as our beliefs and as the status drawn by us, thrown over at us, by the ribs that cracked us living. Many became subservient by and to this thought-PATRIARCHY Of Minds formed from the rubbles of  a diseased society, and  slated on our palms from the day it all began With this  thought  ,Some of us have been deplet...

Looking at him as he whispered with the left side of the mouth on his hospital bed, we all prayed. He was sick, and had suffered a stroke that left his left side immobile. I had just gained admission into a higher institution, and more than before I understood the role of a father in my life. I remember the last time I came home barely two months that I went to school, we had a fight, I was hurt by his words, but I knew they were momentary, he would soon call me and we would laugh it off. True to my thoughts, he called and complained I move about like an owl; and in defiance of his joke he looked at my mother. I knew it was a comparison joke and that elicited a laugh from me and a heavy frown from my mother. She was “happily- angered” by his incessant jokes and the rub on her, but such was his ways; Jovial, good provider, friendly, great, generous and principled. One thing was missing though; he never said it all. I can’t call it secretive as every other ...

Every thing has its place... Every breath has its meaning Every note has its purpose Every pause has its voice Every fault has a beginning Every good has its business Every show has its end Every life matters. Every woman has her purpose Every connection has a definition Every gossip has a root Every laughter has a say Every love has its boundary Every life has a destination there is no mystery to a start ,there is no magic to an end It must have been, because it was It will be,because you made it possible Fools die for no reason liberal lives never harped on songs sang with no meaning. ...Every thing is connected to something Remember…Believe…Knowledge…Opportunities (Pink Ambition) Funmi Akerele

Time is a natural phenomenon Yet some do not believe the intentions of time for our lives Winners have not used time, They have obeyed the tick of every trick of it. Losers have used time to their judicious failing Time will tell, how we spend every moments of our lives Time will tell our struggles Time will tell our pains Time never talk about our success It doesn’t need to Success reflects itself on the times we have spent either ugly or beautiful times; time is a success - time is a failure We can't recycle wasted time; Bottles filled with sorrowful water Cannot filled an empty stomach there is a time for every fail time for every success, time for every opportunity, time for freedom, time for decision, time for laughter, time for choices, time for changes, time for chances, time for risk above all there is time to make time Time is ugly Time is our cause Time is a curse The ugly for every beauty Remember…Believe…Knowledge…Opportunities (Pink Ambition) Funmi Akerele

The idea of being decisive and taking courage along your journey in life despite the griping fear that  could disrupt success or ovation is often a huge task for most people. One proposition about success is that it can work without fail or work itself out; while a little degree of that may be true, nevertheless success can overtime appreciate due to self driven values put to outline or highlight it. Every success is contoured by tangible and intangible values applied with right attitude, positive vibes, talent and the extraordinary that makes it exceptional. Life tells different success stories but we are honoured with a successful life when we put a great deal of work into it; when we conscientiously work the value we want to see and such values that  people can learn from.  Little wonder  that lives based on these premises are the great stories worth sharing and knowing. ...TARA  Tara Fela-Durotoye is a trained lawyer who pursued her dream...

If you can't control your mind someone else will; If you can't control your emotions, someone else will; If you can't control your purpose someone else will If you cant control your passion, someone else will If you cant control your direction, something else will The mastery techniques for achievement is but a simple wand which can be waved as you desired or can be waved and used unceremoniously should it find abode in another's zone. Take charge, weave your thread, control your emotions, live, rule, learn now for the future.

Success is the sum of small efforts - repeated day in and day out. Often times we beat ourselves for not doing enough ; not making enough money and not having enough as we would have wished to. We fail to see and understand that prosperity has a progressive ring to its name. Prosperity rests upon a moral foundation of “the little drop of water makes a mighty ocean”; but people only see the physical ordinance of prosperity as difficult and challenging. A little “i CAN do it” birth possibilities and open opportunities Life become remarkable when we begin to see the power of small “CANS” and small “DOS” to make the big “DOS”. Little drop of water makes a paddle ; little pool of paddle makes a brook, a creek, stream, river and then ocean. We cannot afford to throw away the small CANS in our lives by not noticing the wonders of it and its available differences it can create in our lives. Its time to know more about life of the small “CANS” instead of allowing the big cans you can ...

...Perhaps they found it! The vanity of our beauty-well being And The subtle confirmation that we are children of words from the world. From every observation We own the world to ourselves, by ourselves We see what we look for , We hear from what we have seen heard We love what we have seen loved by us We love who we all want But We live for what we don't have And In the circle of our actions and needs, we live on bridges built, spoilt and often reconstructed without maintenance nor preservation. -That's the meme. Perhaps the words around our world should be the apple story enunciated by the lab-coats on total well-being Yet ...Pieces broken daily Jet lagging behind our scurried steps, Luggage pierced Broken bottles, inflated tubes, uncontrolled panels, records disturbed, strained bowels Yet we pen down our needs by reconstructing the decay And Packaging the good ,the affected with the infected. Perhaps we have all found it ...the well being and beauty we seek for , ju...