The Writeventures of Emaleecious

Here's wishing you the warmest of Christmas tidings. May this Christmas be all you want it to be and much more too!

Compliments of the Season to you my friend. We have made it this far only by the Grace of God and I am happy we made it together! I do not know why I am so excited about this Christmas but I can sense that everything good will surely come.  I hope and pray the same for you too.  .....*****..... Yesterday my pretty niece was christened. Her name is Moriah which means "place of worship" Its such a beautiful name for a pretty princess. I couldn't attend the christening though, I was stuck at work an left the office well after 6 pm. I got to her house and I met the rest of my family and my amazing friends (you know yourselves) were there too. Too much to eat and drink and yet we were fighting over chilled cans of coke. #smh we can be agbaya's sha. But we had a good time. Family rocks always!!! .....*****..... We started the 2nd phase of our workshop today. We organized a 10 Point CPD for MD's and MO's and the turn out wasn't too bad considerin...

I have an odd behaviour. Its not really odd like that, but its kind of not normal too. I hate people touching my stuff or going through my things in my absence. It always leaves me feeling violated or ravaged. Like my personal space has been evaded.  I actually thought I would outgrow it with time, but now I think its getting worse. I remember once when someone went to my office and took money from my purse. I never used that wallet again. I gave out the bag even though it was new.  I also hate people touching me, especially people I am not familiar with. I think I have mentioned that here before. It just gives me the creeps. I shudder just to think about it.  I decide to put it up here because I noticed my sister also has an odd habit. Hers is really weird abeg. Even worse than mine. Once her car has a scratch or dent, she disassociates herself from it completely. She sold off her old car and got herself a Lexus which she liked. Then one day in the car park wher...

Every day new births are recorded and celebrated somewhere. Everyday deaths are recorded and mourned. Some celebrated for life well spent, some mourned for a short life spent. No one likes to hear news of deaths, buts its a circle of life that can't be avoided. When I first learned of the death of Paul Walker I mourned his passing. I just thought to myself this life is like air. It can't be captured. You live and next thing you are gone. I went to google to look at his incredible eyes again. I couldn't help but feel (like many i'm sure) that it was just such a waste of a "specie". If you doubt me, check out these pictures...     I was really sad, but smiled a little when I saw his amazing eyes. Then I smiled a whole lot more when I saw a supposed quote by him   "If one day the speed kills me, do not cry because I was smiling" .  This also made me think - here was someone who loved what he did for a living. I mean, to say that the person mus...

I was listening to Flo the other day and the track “Twale” was on repeat all day. I decide to call God beautiful names in my language, and I could only call him about 5 names in my language. I rang up my folks and they gave me names.  Here are names I still remember with the meaning too. I am very sure most of the spellings are incorrect, but hey “Idea is need”! Names Meaning Language State Owoicho Manchala Almighty God Idoma Benue Owoicho Ki daago God of Miracles Idoma Benue Owoicho Ada’m My Father Idoma Benue Owoiho Alekwiho Holy Spirit Idoma Benue Owoicho no yicho yaje God who created the heavens and the earth Idoma Benue Ada no f’yada Father above fathers Idoma Benue Owoicho k’ebo God of peace Idoma ...

Are you tired of just talking the talk? Here’s a chance to begin to “do” not just talk the talk! I formally introduce you to Generational Voices or GenVoices for short. GenVoices is working to birth political, economic, social and technological solutions to national challenges by encouraging more members of our generation to participate in politics and make a difference in government and governance. Come January 18 th 2014, 100,000 voices will open up the chapter to define the Nigeria they desire and deserve. It will be an event to drive sustainable positive change in Nigeria by Nigerians at home and in Diaspora. The message? Ready to lead, ready to serve! The aim? To demonstrate the power in the number of the “under 40 generation” majority The outcome? Short term: Make a clear statement of what this generation desires for Nigeria Gain national cross-stakeholders buy-in  Begin implantation of implementation strategies  Begin a cross-pa...

Who is God to you? He is everything to me. My comforter, my shield and buckler. My healer and protector, friend, father, mother, provider, keeper, adviser, confidante. He is the one I turn to when  I need help, when I need a smile, a hug, re-assurance, peace, money, information. My father never ever fails me. He shows up right on time for me. Never a moment before or a moment after. He is not a stranger all. He provides my needs, keeps me satisfied. No one can deny him no matter how hard they try. Who can deny that God exists? Take a look around you. See the earth, the heavens, look at the sea body and the deserts. Climb up the hills and mountains. Take a look at the peaks. Go down to the depths of the earth and the valleys. Look at the sea and the many different creatures in it. How can you doubt what is so obvious? Have you tried counting the species of the fish? Or the animals in the green forests? Who keeps them at bay and draws the invisible line where the...

I gave my fabric to one carpenter  tailor that has a shop very close to my house. I had called my own dressmaker earlier but the distance coupled with the fact that I have been lazy of late made me decide to give my fabric to this carpenter that has a tailor's shop. Don't worry, I promise I didn't cry this time around. I know you will be thinking back to this post " Distrated " and how I wept on the street of Lagos like someone bereaved, but I am happy to disappoint you terribly. I didn't cry!!!  I had to go for Dolapo's wedding. Dolapo is Wura's elder brother, and since Maryland was too far away coupled with my laziness like I said earlier and the fact that I got the Aso-ebi really late, I decided to brave it and go to this woman's shop. Actually I stumbled on the shop when I was taking a walk, so I hurried back home to get the fabric and gave her. I asked to see samples of what she had done previously, she said she didn't have any, I was...

I apologise for the long silence since my last post seeing that I promised to put up the next post by the next day. Lets just say the "tomorrow" has finally come. I genuinely didn't mean to tarry this long, some circumstance beyond my control "happened". I promised to put up a post on the best way to send CV's. I partnered with Careers and Beyond to put this together. The 1st thing to put in mind when sending your CV to an individual is that your CV is probably not the only one the recruiter will take a look at. He/she may spend 5 minutes if you are lucky. To maximize the 5 minutes, you have to make sure your CV captivates him ("him" being generic for male or female) enough in the first 3 minutes to make him go through it. Remember he has other things that he has to do as well as other CV's to look at before settling for the "one". Don't ever send a blank email or email without content. This speaks volumes of the per...

Have you ever wondered that there are numerous job vacancies announced each day, yet so few successful stories of jobs "obtained"? Link Here's a list of a few job sites available in Nigeria. Linkedin LinkedIn Jobs ProfiCV Insidify Naija Hot jobs Jobberman NGCareers 247Naija CareerSlip Jobs Jobs In Nigeria                                                          Latest Nigerian Job Vacancy                                                           The list is unending. I keep getting emails at least 3 from each one. I don't even remember subscribing to most of these now. But I remember when I used to go to the cyber Cafe every evening to "browse"- check my emails (hopef...

Things are so different from how they used to be yesterday.Growing up, my mom always made sure we greeted the "elders" or people older than us no matter who they were. Today, if a child greets you it will make you pause. I wonder what changed all that. Jazz/the fear of jazz? or what really? Have we become so westernised that greeting people is now a chore? Or respecting people? Yesterday I had to go to and from work by bus. On my way to work, I took a Keke Napep and sat at the edge. An elderly woman got in beside me and I mumbled a good morning to her. She in turn mumbled her reply and that got me grinning. (who says garbage in garbage out doesn't work?). Anyway, a third person got in beside this woman and asked her to move. She didn't want to move so she made me her excuse. Egba mi ke! How my size take konsin the matter? She spoke in yoruba and I got her message loud and clear. She said Orobo n'joko bayi or something like that while pointing by me. I just ...