From #RejectFinanceBill2024 to #RutoMustGo

Watching the fast turn of events in Kenya over the last few days has not been a surprise at all… although saddening and disappointing to say the least. While is it very sickening to watch the show and use of force by the military on behalf of the Kenyans state, I don’t expect any better from the kinds of governments we have in Africa anyways, so I will save my strength and ignore the barbarism, while saluting the courage of THE PEOPLE! 

Within only a matter of days, Kenyans have demonstrated the change that can come when the people stand UNITED in their demand from their elected representatives. Within 24 hours, I watched President Ruto go from giving a national broadcast where he arguably referred to protesters as criminals to giving a speech acknowledging the rights of the people and yielding to their demands in suspending the controversial finance bill. Unfortunately for him, Kenyan people have realized how much power lies in their voice and are not saying #RutoMustGo 

This courageous movement in Kenya has reiterated one fact; THE PEOPLE will always win. Politicians, leaders, policy makers must come to this realization, that no army on earth is able to quiet the voice of THE PEOPLE, when they stand United and determined. This statement is deeper than can be seen on the surface, but space will not allow me provide enough context. However, it must be said that Kenyans are well on their way to writing a new chapter for themselves, and time will tell what the aftermath will bring, but I pray the momentum remains.

Implications? Nigerian leaders must borrow a leaf from Kenya. It is insane that ordinary people can hardly afford basic food and living conditions while their elected leaders spend their money, recklessly, on lavish lifestyle and luxury cars and jets and mansions. Nigerians will not play dumb forever. There is a limit to how much a people can tolerate, and Nigeria is fast approaching the breaking point, unless something changes. 

Please leave a comment below and let me know your thoughts on the Kenya situation. Also don’t forget subscribe to Myks Journal while you are here. ✌🏽

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Do you miss your Ex?

I came across this reel on IG last week where this lady was so emotionally regretting how things went south in her marriage. You could tell that if she had her way, she would do everything to be back to where she used to be. I understand this is maybe an exception to the norm, but it was instructive to come across this exception.

We live in a society where an ‘ex’ carried a negative connotation much of the time, especially to the ex-er (if there is anything like that 😊). Ex’es are regarded as mistakes, shouldn’t haves, vomits that should never be gone back to, and more. Fair enough, some people still have the courage to stay cordial with their ex’es, which takes a lot of courage by the way. But life shouldn’t be that hard you know. I understand the dangers though and the fact that sometimes the decision to distance yourself from an ex and/or paint all the negative pictures about them in your mind (or to your friends) is to help you get over them and get on to other things, which brings me to what has been on my mind.

So back to the reel I saw, this lady owned up to taking her man for granted and not appreciating enough all things he did for her. She mentioned how her husband used to take care of her up to the point that she didn’t even know how to put fuel or gas (whichever one you like to call it) in her car until after the marriage ended, the man literally worshipped her (in her own words) and she took all of that for granted. ‘I miss my ex-husband’ (her words again).

Life can deal us curved balls now and then, beautiful relationships can go sour, but it doesn’t mean that there is no more ‘beauty’ in the person. I don’t know about you, but I have memories of my ex that I still cherish. It doesn’t mean I have not gotten over them or I don’t value my present circumstance. It just means that once upon a time, I was with a beautiful soul and for whatever reason we had to let go of each other, but we took a part of each other along. 

I am not talking about boundaries here, because obviously boundaries are an essential part of every aspect of our lives (including relationships), but that is a separate conversation. My point is that people can ‘miss’ their ex. What they do with that ‘miss’ feeling is an entirely different kettle of fish. 

I am trying so hard not to sound crazy, but maybe that is what I have just succeeded in doing 🤦‍♂️ Please let me know in the comment if you understand what I am trying to say, or just tell me I am crazy. It is what it is mehn! ✌🏽

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#At 16

This was a trending topic on X recently. I decided to see what had gone right or wrong, and for who, at 16 🤦‍♂️ Fortunately, it was the, maybe not very new, tale of Lamine Yamal; a 16 year old Spanish boy, born in July 13, 2007, and already playing professional football for the Barcelona football club (I hope I got that right), and for the Spanish national team. Quite intimidating and exceptional feat to have achieved at that age to be fair. 👏🏽👏🏽

Trust X users na, they jumped on the trend with orishirishi comments (you can hurry to X and see for yaself before I forget the main gist) 😊🙏🏽

So all of these just made me go back memory lane to when I was 16. To be honest, I can’t even remember much from that part of my life, that’s how uneventful it was. I think I was somewhere in Senior Secondary School battling with GCE or WAEC at the time, and dreaming of having a PhD at 25. For someone who is not emotionally stable, they can be put down by Yamal’s accomplishments ‘at 16’ in comparison to theirs. Thankfully, that is not me. 

I eventually had a PhD at 26, but along the line I also wanted more. At 35, I am still pursuing ‘more’, some of which others have achieved way before 25 or even 30. So, I have a message for myself really, but maybe someone else may also hear something for them as well.

Everyone is on a ‘journey’ through life, some decide to take shortcuts to get to certain milestone faster, others take the long haul and still get to these milestones faster than me, and that’s okay too. As long as I keep grinding legitimately, and I am happy in the journey, that’s all that matters. So whether it’s 16, or 25, or 35, or 50, or even 60, I’ll keep grinding and stay happy. Yes, I dey motivate myself once once, this life too hard abeg! 🤦‍♂️

Big ups to Lamine Yamal, and all the Yamals in the making, maybe not today, but eventually it will all make sense. So keep grinding, no pressure! 💪🏽 

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What Are You Waiting for Exactly!?

 

Hey guys,

So, I have been away for awhile I know, but who is keeping tabs right!?

Anyways, I am trying this blog thing again, and this time, I am deciding to share my journal with y'all, basically, just let you in on what's going on with me and in me, as much as I can. 😆😆

So recently, I was in a conversation with a very young eligible bachelor who is really wanting to settle down in marriage, but is still scared about all the unanswered questions that come with such a huge step.  Interestingly, in my opinion (even though he will beg to differ), this guy has a good number of options, but is just scared to make the move. How can I make sure that I am making the very best choice? What if she changes into something I do not know right after marriage? Why can't God just hand-pick her for me? What if we don't turn out to be good for each other eventually? I cannot deal with the baggage of divorce, what if she wants to call it quit? 

These are legitimate fears, but are they enough to hold you back? I don't think so. In my opinion, you will never have it all figured out. In fact, I really think that deciding about marriage is roughly 30-40% logic and 60-70% faith. As long as you are able to determine that they share the same values and core principles as you about religion and life, they are fine enough for you to stare at their poop in the toil*t 😜, and they have a sense of decency and decorum, mehn the rest is all just a huge leap of faith; one that you take knowing fully well that whatever is down there, you will have no choice but to live with it when you touch down. 😊 That's my two cent, but then again, watin I know kwanu? 

Anyways, how did you (if you have) answer these questions? If you didn't find all the answers, how did you find enough courage to take the leap with a few doubts remaining? My bachelor friend will definitely be reading this. 

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