THE DYNAMIC HAJIA

  Welcome back! I did miss you. 🥺❤️ This is a #featuredpost and our distinguished guest, Ore-Ofe Oguntola (Cowry god), would be taking us through the rollercoasters of her life. Enjoy! TO BE A GIRL AGAIN- ORE OFE OGUNTOLA (COWRY GOD) I used to explain many things before, these days, I find myself having both deep and surface knowledge of everything yet I find it difficult to explain myself, and when asked, I tell people it is personal. I am gradually losing emotional attachment towards everyone and everything, it feels like I have gotten myself to the middle of a sea and I can't go back, I either swim or die. The feeling is mixed, I have joy that I have achieved all I wanted to achieve five years ago, and my new aims and objectives seem tough but I know they are achievable, yet a feeling of in-depth pain and loneliness accompanies me because I am still twelve years old. He was my best friend, I was 12 when he died, and till today, all I have sought in every of my relationship is t...

  Hey reader, welcome back to the blog. It's storytime!!! Let's begin with a conversation I had with my two-year-old niece last week; Me: Baby girl, put off your shoes. Baby Girl: These are not shoes. They are sandals. With so much bewilderment, I stood still and stared for seconds before bursting into laughter. 'This kid won't disgrace me', I thought. Is she too young to correct? Wait! I bet you don't even know she was WRONG. Huh! I'm from a place where all seasonings are called 'maggi' and toothpastes are referred to as 'maclean', I guess my dear niece does not want to join those who describe the integral as a specific subset(I'm not a mathematician, Lol), but along the shore, she mixed it up. The shoe is the common Crocs (see picture below)  I'm sure she had thought that shoes are specifically what covers the entire foot while sandals are partly opened at the ankle. But in the real sense, sandals are a type of shoes. She was WRONG ...

  In the large expanse of land, NIGERIA Rich in language; Yoruba, Igbo and Hausa of those in ZARIA Though of diverse culture, love they spread out with no BARRIER Amaka to Amina, 'your love plunges my heart, the passion-CARRIER' Tick-tock, the fertile land went DRY Politicians strike and away they cart with our SUNDRY The blessing bestowed on our LAND The sweat and work of our HAND The land of milk and honey is SOUR Our veggies...they DEFLOWER To them belong the POWER Oyinbo man converts our gold to TOWER Our fuel...from them we PURCHASE We own not even our MAIZE Stand up to them and the music you FACE These are but sorrowful DAYS Oh sons and daughters of the SOIL! The wait is OVER It is time we stood against our DEPRIVATION And roll out of our OPPRESSION Thank you for reading.❤️ You can contact Dynamic Hajia on: Email: dynamichajia@gmail.com WhatsApp : +234(0) 906 929 6704 Facebook : Khaddie Sunmola Instagram : sunmola_khadijat Twitter: dynamichajia

  Everyone has their way of defining what's best. Just like Ella was praised and highly commended few months ago for being ever confident, she was blamed today for being outrageous. She was drowning in thoughts, confused of what path to take until I saved her. Among what I told her were: °LEARN MORE ABOUT YOURSELF: It's easier to be another's mirror than oneself. Telling what personality you posses could be uneasy but it's the best way to being yourself. One who does not have an idea of what he is could fall into any pith at any time. So, the first thing to take note of is discovering what man you are! °APPRECIATE YOURSELF!:  No matter how bad you see yourself as, some other person wishes to be like you. Do not deprive yourself of the love you deserve. Love and appreciate what person you are made of. °BE CONFIDENT!:  Being able to tell the world who you really are is a battle many warriors could not fight. So, fight that battle to win that you may be the greatest warrio...

  In the past few months, I had several opportunities to write and handsomely paid, it is a huge one to grab, right? Yeah, it is but your baby girl accepted few and humbly rejected many. Surprising????  One of the most important things to me is making good grades, so it is quite unfortunate that those opportunities came while I was preparing for and writing my second semester examination. Indubitably, accepting all the proposals would affect my academics; these are formal write-ups that require utmost scrutiny and dedication but since I was stuck reading for my examination, they are better off humbly rejected than badly cooked as this might ruin the reputation of my job. While multitasking can be efficacious in certain circumstances, it is almost impossible to multitask in some others. Accepting the proposals would require certain level of commitment and this, coupled with exam stress might affect my health status, yes! I placed myself, my health before money and right now, I ...

  At the shopping mall today, It was such an awful scene at the mall today when some pilferer managed into the hall amidst the crowd. I had such interesting talk with my sister that I didn't notice anything was going on until a loud voice came from the end of the mall. The hear of "I am doomed, my wallet and phone have been stolen" reawoken my lost mind. I was shocked and confused. When I tried to move closer to the source of the noise, the creak of a young man around his mid twenties startled me. He kept using the word "doomed" as he wailed. The security men trued to calm him down but his muscular strength kept bulging him to show some more dexterity. "Young man, what is the matter with you? You're brooding this much over a wallet, what if you lost a loved one? How will you act? After all, you're a man! So, get up and stop acting womanly." I was dazed by those expression that I had to excuse him from the crowd to have a chat with him and proba...

  ''There is every tendency that you will make the best research and yet, give an ineffective presentation" - Seyi Odebode. The maxim above will forever linger in my memory. And each time I remember, reasons to never allow the mistake I made on the 11th of February, 2020 reoccur strike me. Long before I gained admission into higher institution, I've always written beautiful piece and thus gave me the confidence to grasp, with no iota of doubt in my ability, at the opportunity to represent my department in the debate competition organised for freshmen in the faculty. Yes, I prepared assiduously for the competition but ironically, my performance was far from being efficient and the reasons are not far-fetched. First, the various facets of arts (writing and speaking being vital) but sadly, I hadn't understood this concept at the time of the debate. Dating back to elementary school, I've always being eager to speak as much as I write then and recounting all the tim...