I’m finally back from my blogging hiatus,and what better way to come back than with gist! ,Or just random things that I have come across or have crossed my mind this past month:
Natural Hair Palava
The other day,i was in a bus when i felt someone literally run their fingers through my hair, I turned around in surprise while thinking “haa! Is this another form of Lagos juju /one chance” and the lady said “I just wanted to know if its your real hair”.Really!!!!! You know you could have just asked?.
It is funny that natural hair is considered strange even in Lagos, I cannot count the number of times that people have asked me if its my hair or a wig,even my father asked recently,followed by a “I didn’t know you had so much hair!”.
I think the funniest is when I have my hair out in the most regular uncombed fro, and someone says “how did you get your hair to look like this?”, I have a feeling that some people haven’t realized yet that this is how their hair grows naturally from their head when chemicals aren’t applied , they think you apply some magic cream or better still you go over your head with some magic wand to make it kinky .. Lol! 😂😂😂.
P.s: I don’t have a problem with relaxed hair, my problem is with ignorance.
In hindsight what if it wasn’t my hair that’s how that girl would have pulled my wig off inside yaba bus.
As solange said”Don’t touch my hair”.
Which brings me to
Woke Soyinka’s hair routine
What his hair routine like?, does he braid his hair and wear a satin cap? ,What deep conditioner does he use? How often does he deep condition?,How does he protect his edges?,Does he braid his hair in cornrows at night? I have a feeling he does ,or how else does he keep it stretched and fluffy.
I’m imagining going to wole Soyinka’s house at night and meeting him with his hair braided like an american gangster rapper or with a shiny bright pink satin cap like mine.
Head gone is a film produced by baba Dee, and sound sultan.
its a really stupid,funny and interesting movie.
The central message I got from the movie is that everyone is mad but not all are roaming ,anger is some form of madness, even laughter is.
A bus filled with psychiatric patients loses some of its patients and starts to replace the patients with normal people they picked on the road ,and even though this people weren’t actually mad they fit right in.
Moral of the story; Don’t let the stress of this life do your head in so much so there’s little to no difference between you and patients at a psychiatric hospital.
“sometimes you win, sometimes you learn”
If I were to describe the past two years, I’d describe them in using the title of John Maxwell’s book “sometimes you win, sometimes you learn”
You really never lose, you just learn ways that dont work.
Grateful to God for the lessons learnt,but even more grateful for the times I won, I like winning.
Still in john Maxwell’s words