My dear Jack, in my last letter I explained to you that life is going to happen to your generation. It happens to every generation. Continue reading
My dear Jack, in my last letter I explained to you that life is going to happen to your generation. It happens to every generation. Continue reading
My dear Jil, it was raining cats and dogs in Lagos. You don’t want to be on the road when the weather is that angry over Lagos. The roads were flooded, as usual. We’re told the flood has something to do with the level of Lagos, that Lagos is below sea level, or something like that. It is on such occasions cars test their mettle. Those who can’t cut it gulp a cocktail of water mixed with Lagos detritus. They naturally choke. The water can rise up to the window level of a sedan. Jeeps of course have it easier. It’s one of the reasons Nigerians love four-wheel drives. It’s based on environmental impact assessment. Cars with over fanciful electronics suffer. Lagos floods tame such prideful dispositions. Such cars are too sissy for Lagos flood. Car companies ought to test their cars in Lagos conditions. Continue reading
My dear Jack, there’s always pain involved in the realisation of a vision. The larger the vision the larger the pain involved. Vision entails pain. You can’t realise a vision without critical capacities. There’s drive, there’s intelligence, there’s patience, there’s perseverance, there’s fortitude… A whole lot of capacities are needed to realise vision. But there’s also need for a plan. A vision is hardly realisable without a plan. A plan is the product of a methodical mind. It signals mind discipline. A plan assumes thinking and coordinating capacities. Continue reading
My dear Jack, don’t blame her for going for him rather than staying with you. You didn’t give her assurance – and I don’t mean THAT type of assurance! Continue reading
Dear Jack, yes, you said as much. You said she’s attractive. But let me tell you a little bit about that in marriage. You get used to it. Because you don’t live together now, you don’t see her every day. And so that attractiveness commands a premium. Law of scarcity. It increases value. But in marriage it’s not going to be like that. You’re going to see her every day – see her without make up, see her perform hygiene ablutions… You won’t see her in the perfect state you see her now. Continue reading
