Youths make up the greater half on Nigeria’s population, so if everybody is walking around internalizing like this, is it a wonder why we ranked the 96th in the world? Go out, flex, take time to just chill, you’ve earned it. Maintain your main job/hustle but find a way to live your dreams even in the slightest. If you want to be a singer, don’t quit your job first; try your hand at karaoke bars and with friends and family to know if you’re any good. If you’ve always wanted to be a writer, you can write on the side and in your spare time. You don’t need to settle, just keep searching until you find the one of your dreams (you know the one, you dreamt of as a child).
Call me naïve, but I always like to give people the benefit of the doubt at least too many times. I know that doesn’t make any sense but hear me out. I’ve come to find out that in Life, you never know what people are going through no matter the situation or position you find them in. Imagine you looking to someone for help, and they are unknown to you looking to someone else for help as well. Truth is, no matter how big a person is, they also have problems that keep them up at night. Now, these problems may not be the same as yours, I mean shoe get size problem pass problem, but no matter how different it appears to be, a problem remains simply a problem.
The internet and social media by extension is filled with so many fraudulent and shady characters, that even we as Nigerians don’t trust ourselves anymore. Most of us still have Facebook on our phones for birthday reminders, connecting with old friends, and the occasional heart stopping friend requests from pesky older family members (how did these people even get on the internet?). Twitter is for the socially conscious. A place where everybody’s inner Maya Angelou is alive, a home where the real and fake woke, can co-exist in perfect harmony. Instagram is the new wave. Packing a punch with visuals, texts and videos. That if left unchecked, can take up the better part of your day. Draining both your battery and data in the process. And finally, Snapchat is the over entitled younger brother of Instagram. Man can’t really do as much, but feels he deserves a little bit more attention, based on being a special needs child.
Messages like ‘Hi, I’ve gone this far, and I’m stuck, can I get some intellectual help’ sort of messages. And most times, its response is always in perfect contradiction to the usual celeb mantra, which is ‘just send me a message and I’ll reply’… yea right dude. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not pissed, I’m just the sort of guy that likes to right a wrong and point out said wrong. In as much as it would be super difficult and tedious for a celeb, to comb through their direct messages, trying to separate the genuine from the fake while navigating the landmines of scammers left and right, it would still be nice to give a response and interact with people outside your social circle, even if just occasionally.
I know what you may be thinking, ‘ here we go again’. Chill, I’m not planning on dying anytime soon, but I intend to live the best life I can possibly live. One of my biggest fears is having so many regrets on my death bed when I’m grey and old. Feeling sad and crying about how I didn’t explore enough, I didn’t love enough, I didn’t experience enough, I should have kept a more open mind bla bla bla. Nope, that’s not going to be me. I’ve resolved never to take anything too seriously and just roll with it (so to speak). Yes, this is your typical ‘I can’t come and kill myself’ moment, all work and no play kuku makes jack a dull boy.