What a day!

I heard my dad say those words some days ago. he has worked with the Power Holding company of Nigeria for the past 27 years, starting his career with the Generation sector which is most suitable for mechanical engineers. By the way, he is one. He had his pupillage training (something like the management trainee programme most companies do nowadays) at the Afam Power station in Port Harcourt. Fortuantely, I was born while he was there at the Aggrey Clinic. He had a brief stint with the generating station, two years to be precise. He left for the headquarters office where he served in the works/services division. I still remember when he was a manager, I and Tayo would go with him to the office (from primary school I mean) and we'd jolly-lolly around his ground floor office, at the back of an artwork sculpted beautifully on a wall opposite a model of the electricity distribution in Lagos. This model can still be found at the reception area of the Eko Electricity Distribution compa...

I went for Choir practice last night (this just happens to be 1.34am). Still can't sleep. I survived it. I was on my way back home by 9pm. My brother had called me while I was at Lekki phase 1 to pick him at Ilaje bus-stop, just before the Ajah round-about. The road was clear and doing a 80Km/hr, I got there fast but he had not arrived. I parked by the road side and told him I was waiting. Just two minutes or less, I saw a saloon car coming towards my direction. He hit the car and then off he went some distance away before he came to rest. 'Did this just happen?' my thoughts. It sure did, as reality set in. I turned the ignition and off I went to his side. I noticed I couldn't move as fast as I wanted to. One tyre was down and bent in. I came out of the vehicle trying to understand the situation. The driver was reluctant to get out of the car. When he did come out, I realised he was drunk. An drunk man hit me?  Yes, he did. The funny thing is that he escaped(with h...

I had an awesome day (21/09/2013). Griiinnnnggg! my phone rang. Mum was calling. At the end of the call, I realised I had not made any concrete plans for the weekend. Mum had asked what my Saturday was going to be like and i replied saying I needed to get my clothes from Azubuike's place. She needed someone to drop off her kids at the Foursquare Gospel church at Yaba, the headquarters' of the organization. 'Let's talk about it together at home' came my reply. The only reason I'm writing this here is that I had this feeling of something gone as I sit at the car park of our church at Igbosere. Some one hour ago, i prayed with the kids and told them to go home. It's a feeling of emptiness. Not that I feel bored. It just that they bugged me all the way, disturbed me like I've never been disturbed. Was it the time when I wanted to share the Beloxxi biscuits and the la' Casera drink? They would say give me now, No later, over and over again. Was it...

NAPTIN ends...Transmission sector offers the jobs to other Electrical Engineers. Phew! I almost said. Why did I want the job anyway? why did I feel left out? Not like I loved the transmission way past the other sector. To be true, the transmission has been the most boring of all. Wheeling out power form the generation plants to the distribution companies without some form of automation involved has been 'dry'. I wasn't enthusiastic about the whole parade when I had a stint there for two weeks. Then my question again. why did I feel left out that I wasn't taken? Could it be that I felt if anyone was to be taken in Kogi state, that I had to be the one? Was I better than the others? Did I know what they had gone through, their experiences and education? What was special about me?    Did I feel my life so far in the Electrical sector was going to suffice the requirements for working there? The question I answered and couldn't answer as I discovered that tex...

The typical verse of the Bible I think shows the great power God has. Genesis 18:14. Had an awesome day. Started out reading for my tessss..., closed the test book. Read my Bible instead. Studied Genesis 18. Actually started a thing that would help me in my daily walk with God. I get to write out whatever he tells me through his word everyday. Done it today. And I can tell you, I learnt a lot. I meditated on the fourteenth verse of Genesis 18 and it was creative. Really, think about it, Is anything too hard for the Lord? when that sinks in, you have no worries as long as you obey his words. Now the fact is that I didn't prepare adequately for the test. I desired that it be shifted, I prayed and it came to be. I kind of expected it and it somehow fell into place. I didn't mention that the Leadership and Management training of the NAPTIN programme started today. It did. It was facilitated by the Abuja Graduate School. I had not heard about them till today. Th...

I'm still on training. Training at the National Power training Institute of Nigeria. I appear tired of the programme, I must say. Not that the programme isn't good but about the one who conducts it and the way it's been conducted. I've put in a year, ignored a business development job offer at an oil and gas firm and......whew! experienced a training that seems like I'm been done a favour when I'm required to pay. Not frustrated or anything. Working to learn seems to be the top priority here. I've learnt. Still learning and knowing about the sector. Everything is important I hear. But then, the work environment, a normal trademark for every government establishment I have seen(Fashola seems to be changing that of Lagos though) is horrendous. I shiver at the thought of  working there. Smiles are not encouraged in such environments. Did I tell you about my trip to Niger and Abuja on different occasions to write an exam and interview later for a positi...

Its another year. I'm a year older today (18.05.2013). Its a different tale from last year's. I should look back, reflect on my life, things I have been doing right, things I haven't been doing right, things that needs to be improved upon and things that needs to be reduced. I'm not proud of where I am now. I give thanks though, don't get me wrong but I know I'm going somewhere. I'm not yet there. I remember placing my hands on the railings of the verandah at the Ansar-udeen Secondary school block, just outside the principal's office. I remember I made a statement. I'll be instrumental in bringing light to this town, Okeho, a village in Oyo state, about 45km away from Iseyin where the National Youth Service Corp's Orientation ground is located. I had been posted there. I didn't stay. Some nostalgic feelings still linger. Little did I know, that thought would be nursed for a while. I was sitting in a class. About four chairs away from th...

Now I didn't finish first. I probably was the fifth to finish. It isn't about that anyway. This time, I wrote out the ink out of the pen if I'm allowed to use the words that way. I enjoyed answering the questions. though, I ain't expecting a 100/100. I know I performed better. Now the bad part. I thought cheating was all about ask your friend or write out things on a paper and bring it into the hall. Man, I was shocked to hear two guys quarreling afterwards, they almost fought. And why? One was talking about their cheating mode. They got the questions before time. Nooo! How was that possible? Our world has gone so insane. We even thrive in corruption. Thanks to Goodluck Jonathan who is a good example with the state pardon given to the Big man Alams. Mind you, there are many Goodluck Jonathans in this world, I didn't refer to one in particular. Who even says its a name? You know, I'll never forget something about Alameseigha (might have missed the...

I just finished a test. It was to hold for three hours. I was the first to submit. I submitted within an hour and a half. "I don't need to ask you how it went, you finished first, didn't you?" a colleague said after the test. I could have submitted half an hour earlier. Don't think too far. You'll get the point soon. "How did the test go?", some people asked. It went well, my reply (It doesn't change a thing whatever I tell them except for some pity-party if I say the negative). But did it go well? (To myself) hmmm... Have you ever been in an exam and you just couldn't write (Even though you know the answer are somewhere at the back of your head). Ok not just that, have you been in an exam and you saw familiar questions you knew the answers but couldn't just remember the answers. Today's test was like that. The first phase of the field experience for the National Graduate Skill Development programme (NGSDP) ended about four ...

I require diligence to write.............Now I write The past week has been "fabulous" (got that from someone, maybe you, it ain't new though). Spent a large portion of it at Ile-ife. Went to get a Notification of result stating I had done a masters. men! It was ordinary paper. For over two years. patience, I learnt that. another, was persevering even when the odds are against you. I got it. left Ile-Ife for Lagos on Thursday. The journey was goooood. And long. Then the bombshell. For once, I will want to tell in detail. I hope I can just wake up and its all a dream. But then, challenges like this takes you to the next level if you come out triumphant. Sitting on the black executive-like chair positioned opposite my dad, the words came found a way out of his mouth. Ok, I said. I wasn't shocked. I wonder why.  Had i seen traces? Was I expecting it? I had spoken to mummy a night ago and she had said "This one is really big, you''ll know when you come tomor...

All things work together for good to them that love God and are called accoreding to his purpose. Rom 828. I didnt type back. Yes i didnt, till now though. Its all good.  Should this still be an open diary? My life is been read here. It turned out I've had some sets of ideas i placed as rules. They were no rules at all. All turned out well. Its better when you work hands in hands with friends. Hope its not all sounding like parables. I'm sort of late for work. wud have to edit this piece when i get back.

Hi People. This is my diary. And I like to tell the truth in it. No matter what it could make me look like in the face of people. This really happened to me. And its a flop tale of one of my escapades. I walk in the spirit. At times. I also do walk in the flesh. I have stories about this. Here I was yesterday in my room after having typed on my MSI mini laptop, a poem spoken out by a lady on a video from www.theresurgence.com made for singles just in case people didnt get to have fast links that they could use to view it. After sending this to an online group on facebook for singles, I dialled my friend's line. I didnt mention that I had started having feelings for her some months ago. I had sent a copy of the poem to her and the link on her mail. I didnt get through the first time i called. I then called again about twenty of thirty minutes later. Did the usual greetings and then asked if she was busy. probably reading i thought. Then asked for her whereabouts probably she...

I almost quit the NAPTIN programme today. I am no more doing that. I kinda had some pressures within me to do something else. Write. Start up a website company. Bookhobbs, I call it. You know what. I can still do that with this programme running. I prayed about it last night. I didn't say it all but then, the pressures came from me being in a place where I don't understand where the future leads. I had a mindset coming for this programme. "Learn about the generation business". I've done so. I'm still doing so. Its so enormous as I've found out. Very big to comprehend in a short while. I think the environment contributed to it. and me too. Allowing myself to get weighed down by the circumstances. For the second time in my life, I got confused on where I wanted to go. The first time was where to go concerning my masters degree project after spending four semesters. I guess having the right set of people around you will always matter in life. I had A...