Decades: Chunks of Time

At one point in my trip, the bus was told to slow down for workers ahead. We got close and it turned out to be NYSC people, clearing the road and packing sand into ditches (NYSC means National Youth Service Corps. It is a year long program that every graduate has to partake in, in Nigeria. Without the certificate that it has been completed, 99% of companies and 100% of the governmental ministries will NOT employ you). Some of them were a bit excited but I was not thrilled, honestly. These ones were the lucky ones, the ones that didn't get posted to danger zones like Port Harcourt (which, from the last I knew, was declared (or about to be declared) a state of emergency), Zamfara (a truly Islamic state), or the Eastern remotest villages where the rudimentary comforts of life that we have taken for granted are not available (like pipe - born water, and electricity). Come to think of it, every state has far - to - reach obscure villages that lack these things, and the danger of being p...

Time does fly by... It feels like yesterday when we made our first 'best friends forever' vow. Mine took place in high school. There are so many people that we come across everyday, that leave marks forever on the tapestry we call life. Some marks are scars, some are ugly, some cool. But there is no way anyone can live in isolation for a decade - no absolute way! The past decade for me has held a lot of things - joys, sorrows, deaths, births, happiness, graduations, meeting new people, and parting ways with a lot more. Its amazing how much we have contributed to other people's lives. Chunks of time - each one very valuable, are what life is made up of. The past is gone, but the future is there for us to fill, with a lot of things. Most times we let time just pass by, we do not make use of our chunks. Some people just sit in one place everyday, doing nothing. Some just go to work, and do the same monotonous thing everyday. Then when a decade has passed, they wake up and ask,...