All posts tagged: Travel

Life: No New Friends

I closed my Bible, switched off the light and cried. The fact that Nehemiah’s donkey couldn’t make it up the rubble of the ruined city walls wasn’t what moved me to tears (albeit Biblical), what caused me to cry was indeed the title of a Drake song I’ve never actually heard (my cousin Tumi would be disappointed). It dawned on me that three months after moving to Dubai, I hadn’t made as much social-life progress as I would have liked. You see this move is the most different from the other times I’ve lived abroad, because there had been a time limit and each came with additional people to ‘share’ my experiences with – that’s what we had in common that’s what brought us together so quickly to form the friendships we had. But this time around, I came alone. I found myself wailing crying because in this whole ‘thing’ I miss my family the most. I miss the noise and laughter that comes with having two younger brothers with whom I watch reruns of My …

Story: Peckham Rye ~ Platform 3

Train stories ~ Short fictional stories inspired by real train commuters and I’ve intentionally not given the characters names. If I see you, I just may turn you into a story.  Date: 29th December 2015 Pecks (no pun intended) and muscles at 90° poking out of his seemingly tight coat, but he didn’t care – for him it was about swag. Back in June she had said he didn’t have any. Black beenie hat protecting his head from the welcoming South London December breeze, he checked his messages, none from her. He scrolled down his Instagram feed. She just posted a selfie, location Lekki, Lagos, Nigeria – her usual Christmas trip. She always knew how to have fun. Missing her, he sighed while holding back his brown thumb from double tapping her selfie. Such approval in the shape of a heart would have meant much more than just a like and he didn’t want to appear stalkerish. A long day’s work was written across his face and at the age of 31 the wrinkles by his …

Faith: The Accent

“First pride, then the crash – the bigger the ego, the harder the fall.” – Proverbs 16 vs. 18 (The Message Version). Since being in America, one of my many “struggles” has been dealing with and confronting pride. It’s the accent! It’s gonna get me in troooooouuuuuubbbbblllllllleeeee! LOL! Never in my life have I had so much attention shown, with such little effort, all I need to say is “Hello” and that’s it! As much as I laugh and genuinely find some occasions really funny, I have found myself gradually enjoying the curiosity shown. My head has gotten a little heavy for my shoulders, giving way to my tongue making utterances God asked that I refrain from. PRIDE! A terrible thing and I am so grateful to God for showing me my true self and causing me to beg for a quick change, because quite frankly, I don’t want to “crash”. Pride has had me ignore God and enjoy the applause for myself, creating for myself an expectation that “I should be heard” – pride …