SOLVING YOUR RIDDLES.

 

After pushing the publish button on the 4th of March, 2021, I knew it would be a goodbye till the end of the semester. Have you ever been in a situation where no motivation could stop you from bidding a farewell to what you love the most?

Dear dynamite, never have I thought I'd go into a 'writing recess' for this long. I know you never did too. I'm sorry for being away for eons (pardon my hyperbole. Lol).

Over the past few months, several loyal readers of my articles have DMed me on Whatsapp with questions like, 'have you stopped writing?', 'have you really been so busy?', 'where have you been?', etc. To kick off with my explanation/answers to those questions, I need you to know that I will NEVER quit writing. The very first moment I penned a piece down, I vowed not to to quit and yes, I'll never revoke the vow.

Dear reader, if you are doing anything of value, do not ever stop, yes! the world would give you reasons to withdraw and discard it like trash but he strong enough to absorb all negativity and keep treading on the pace because sooner or later, it will pay off. This I am sure of.

Why then was my site vacant for over three months?

The next few lines would unlock the puzzle, so make yourself comfortable as I rise to my feet to expound on why I kept you waiting.

Sip some water, please.



Dear dynamite, I could recollect vividly that the first set of things I packed in my travel box while returning to school are my writing journals. Guyyssssssssssssssss, I was prepared to publish weekly non-stop all through the semester. I thought I'd be able to squeeze writing into my academics. Well, I was wrong.

Dynamite, when the news of the virtual resumption first reached me, I was excited about receiving lectures at the comfort of my room (being introverted, receiving lectures with thousand other people is such a great burden to deal with), so my acceptance of the virtual lecture was with utmost sincerity.

Reader, my joy was shattered just a week into lectures when it dawned on me that virtual lectures could be thrice as strenuous as physical lectures. Should I mention the explanation deficiency or network glitch? How about the constant low battery power?

The first few days was filled with frustration. I wanted everything to stop! At that point, I preferred to squeeze myself in the midst of people for hours with heat buzzing everywhere that what the online class was throwing at me. Who do I relay my story to? all my colleagues were as frustrated as I was, so everyone was left to paddle their canoes.

On the first day of the third week of resumption, I found a piece of paper lying on the floor while cleaning my room. Wow! I found in it the story I wrote for a magazine company in 2020, immediately, the thought of publishing it on my site erupted in my mind. On that very day, I reviewed it and published on the 4th of March, 2021. Remember the story, 'the man I want only exist in my imagination', yes that's how I managed to publish it on my site. Ever since then, I've been held down with loads of PDFs, classwork and assignments.


Permit me to chip this in, I've met colleagues of mine who managed to write while running their academic activities judiciously, I sincerely doff my cap for them, kudos! but does my stasis make me incompetent? the answer is NO. We are different and knowing oneself is important. Dear you reading this, you might have come across people whom you see as being extraordinary because of their strength, it's okay to raise your thumb for them, but do NOT condescend yourself.

One of the things I've learnt in the last few months is to work at my own pace. Do not surmount unnecessary pressure on yourself simply because you want to live to people's expectation. Take life not with levity but do not overburden yourself.




Back to my story

Dynamites, I was able to cool my head and get loose of the frustration temporarily on the 5th of May when I was matriculated. After the long wait, baby girl took the oath and became a bonafide student of the great Obafemi Awolowo University. It was such a memorable day. The joy of getting a matric number, rendering JAMB registration number useless is a special kind of joy. My day was almost ruined by a senior colleague who upon sighting me in the gown with a heavy smile worn on my face muttered loudly, 'why is she happy over a mere matriculation, OAU would soon show you the real deal'. My dear reader, it's the end of the first semester, OAU has shown me the 'real deal' but I'm still super excited, optimistic and unscathed! Are you a fresh student in this similar web? Have the stalites been feeding you with pessimism? Listen, work out, abide by the rules and pray. Then, you will be fine.




May came with a lot of celebration, Eid-el-Fitr (fast breaking feast) was a week after my matriculation. Did I tell you how tasky it was fasting away from home for the first time? (well, this is a story for another day). The feast came up in the middle of examination, hence I couldn't travel down home for the celebration. Permit me to shout out to my girls (Hiqqy, Ray, Wealthz and Zee), you guys are highly loved.


I wrote my last on the 4th of June and travelled down home of the 7th of June. I promised to write to you immediately I get home and this is my humble self fulfilling my promise.

Like I will always say, 'you, dynamite, are ahh-mazing'. Thanks for the constant support.


Will write to you again next week!

Love.


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