Musings of an average girl

By the time I realised that I had added weight, I was already 100kg in size from 82kg. It happened rapidly, quickly. After so much of trying to reason out the weight gain, I resolved in my heart to start morning runs before work. The first week was hard. I always ran less than 10 minutes and came back home even though the allocated time was 30 minutes. In the following weeks, I tried to push myself to run further. That's when I met him. At first, he was just the hunky guy who always says hi when we passed each other. His voice was smooth, his tone measured. I liked it.  Since it was so early in the morning, I couldn't make out his face but the street light helped make out the outline of his body. But as weeks turned into months, and the solstice changed, we came into a time when by 6am, the sky was already so clear, that it was day. By then, I could see his face clearly. Also, we had introduced ourselves during one of these days. He had taken to running beside me that to an onl...

Sandra always made the right decisions. She was cautious and careful, always deliberate in all she does because her dad had taught her that life is a journey. The turns you take determines how you life ultimately ends up. So, she endeavoured that every turn that she made was the right one. But there was a time when Sandra made a wrong turn and it was a very critical turn as well. She remembered the beginning of that turn very clearly. She has had days where she wishes to go back on that decision.   It was one Friday evening after work. Sandra was exhausted. Work was especially stressful that day. With the launch of a new product that was coming up in a few weeks, Sandra and her team were working overtime to make sure the adverts and promotions were being developed as planned. They were also working on sending PR packages to invitees and influencers as well as preparing for the launch event itself. In truth, Sandra was drained. All she wanted was to get home, take a quick but v...

So, you have all been introduced to my current crush situation, I feel like I should give more context to this. While this is the first crush I have had in my thirties, I have had several others before hitting the 3rd floor. And there was one in particular that I want to talk about. My behaviour with my current crush situation has made me pause and think to remember how I usually behave with crushes. While I don't remember them in detail, this one stands out. I had a crush once, on a guy. He was tall, slim and flat. His frame was lean enough to be called thin but not thin enough to cause concern. His skin wasn't exactly the colour of chocolate, it was closer to that of the kind of creamed coffee a lactose intolerant person who was trying to push his luck would take. And as with all my crushes, he had a generous beard. Being a chatterbox, I am nearly always drawn to quiet people and he was no exception. He had full lips that were very defined, they were not the type that blended...

 There is a general consensus that the vast majority of Nigerian men are not romantic. If you are an heterosexual woman in Nigeria, anytime the conversation about the lack of romance from Nigerian men come up, you must have had at least one instance where one man retorts by saying what about all the things that men do before penetrative sex is if not romance, (in not so many words). And that leads us to the meat of this rambling article - the misconception of the average Nigerian man who thinks foreplay is romance and Romance is money if it means anything to them in the first place. When a Nigerian man tells you that he was 'romancing a woman's, 9 times out of 10, he is referring to the act of foreplay. When you mention flowers and cards and date nights, the average Nigerian man tells you that's spending money on frivolous things. They are always so quick to tell you that the average Nigerian lady will laugh at you for giving her flowers and fault you for not giving her mon...

 I am currently in my early thirties. I am in no way or form a teenage schoolgirl who has crushes. I have also never dated a colleague. I like my work life simple and straightforward without the strings and irrationality of feelings and emotions. But I currently have a crush on someone at work. Luckily, we are not in the same department. If I put in a little effort, I can go weeks without seeing him. Which will help with like I said before, "the strings and irrationality of feelings and emotions". But what was the first line of this paragraph? 'I ..... Have a crush....'. I have a crush on him, so I seek him out every time. I go to greet him in his office and say hi and look for silly excuses to see him repeatedly throughout the day. But something else that I decided to do in a bid to self preserve, is call everyone my crush, my love and so, everyone thinks I'm pulling their legs when I tell them I have a crush on them. But the issue with having a school girl crush...