Expectations, the motivation killer?

I don’t know if it usually happens to me or it’s something experienced by other people but things done on dire preparations tend to be a little boring. Take for example, a photo captured out of pure unknowing tells more of the story than that caught out of an aware pose. An outdoor activity tends to be more fun if done without prior preparations than that done out a fully packed suit. A surprise date tends to be more interesting than that which is planned. 

My thought is that, an unplanned, out of the office activity tends to be more interesting due to the various number of probable outcomes to be expected. There isn’t much expectations that can make you feel disappointed if they don’t come to be or happen for that instance. A date gone wrong tends to be called so due to that ‘bad’ unexpectected factor that came to play that wasn’t in one’s plan.

Ever planned an event and mailed your friends a date you’re to meet up. Then come that day and while your friends are all happy and cheerful ,you seem to be a little dull? Turns our that your brain is usually stimulated in a stream of thoughts…what’s now?, next?, or after?,…that tend to make you overthink. Like…how interesting will they find my event?…how much will they like my food?…how will they rate this compared to other events we’ve attended? One small disapproval may leave your positive expectations spiraling down to a fall. 

The reason why some relationships don’t last is because of expectations having being placed there in the first place. The reason you’ll find a BlackBerry boring to you is because you expected it to perform like an iPhone. The reason you keep deleting your selfie photo claiming it’s not all nice it because you expected it to look better. The reason you find your brand new Toyota all boring is because you expected it to perform like a Subaru Impreza WRX. 

All am trying to say, the more the expectations, the more the disappointments. If it’s not an official event, don’t raise your hopes to high. If you’re planning to do something, don’t overdo it. Don’t do it to please, but to enjoy. Let it flow 🙂


When the humanity in us is dying slowly…

Not so long ago, people lived in a harmonious way to prove the existence of humanity is through unity. The sick got taken care of, the wounded wouldn’t have to be rushed to the hospital first to get patched up, the elderly would be taken care of with great affection, charitable events would be done at large for the less fortunate and in times of disasters or tragedies people gathered up to help.

What happened to all that?

Today’s world is full of self-centred individuals. More and more elderly people are being abandoned by their families, the margin between the rich and poor is growing larger, the sick are no longer visited, the desperation for attention is becoming like a disease and the lust and desire for money is like the epicentre of a great outbreak. 

Social media is like the new gateway to connections, which it is, but very ironical for someone to have hundreds of online friends but barely knows his/her next door neighbour. There’s this slogan today, “Say hi to your neighbour, the keys to your house at times get lost.”

The appetite for followers. Yes that urge which is like a parasite sucking away the reality and might leave you anaemic to what is happening around you. If your house catches fire, your 2M Instagram followers won’t come to help you put it off. All they’ll do is double tap to like, it’s all you ever wanted after all, isn’t it?

Stop with the cameras already. If you see someone in a tragedy, rush to help. Your camera is not a CT scan for diagnosis. A little help may be the chance to help that person recover. 

Where has your act of mercy gone to? Did you see the blind person, elderly or child trying to cross the road? If you did, did you help them get across to the other side or did you wait for someone else to do it so that you can share pictures portraying there heroism? He/she is not a hero but human, I don’t know what to say about you. 

For the sick, how many have you cared for or visited? It’s not a must you carry something with you, your presence is enough for them just to know someone still cares for them. Don’t leave them in isolation, it’s not like they are doomed for death, they still have a life to live as long as they are breathing. Make them see how worth it is. It may be the only hope to not giving up in life and gain a quick recovery.

Some of us have worked hard and gained the riches of the world. But as they were so busy with themselves, day by day were their parents were also getting older and they forgot about them. As a day passes by, we’re growing older and not younger. If you forget all the sacrifices your parents made to get you where you are today by absconding your duty to the elderly, your time is not too far to come. We say, just yesterday I was a child, I can’t believe how fast I’ve grown! Well, tomorrow is not eons away. Love your parents and give them more affection that you can recall them giving you.

Wealth is good, it portrays as the reward to your hard earned work, not unless you obtained it in the wrong way. But being selfish is also wrong. Show some act of charity with a kind heart. After all, when you die, what you’re so selfish with, you’ll leave other people spending it.

Remember what goes around, comes back around unless you change your actions sooner.



Introversion, it’s not a self-indulgence

Introversion is not a self-isolation.

It’s not something that one chooses to be.

It’s not something that one seeks.

It carries its own burdens.


You don’t get to make much friends.

You also don’t get to know how to keep them.

You get stuck somewhere, but you don’t know how to seek help.

You make mistakes, people get angry.

But you don’t know how to explain yourself.

All you thought was the right thing.


You meet someone, you avoid them.

They show interest in you, and you give them your attention.

You fall in love; it becomes a battle of judgement.

It’s your first time.

So you open up your heart, and finally say you’ve found someone.

It gets broken, and you sink in pain.

It gets all quiet.

You get to tell yourself never to fall in love again, but it’s not how it works

No one told you not to fall fast in love.


You sign up a social account. Nobody knows me here.

You get to follow people, some follow back.

And say you’ve got a sense of belonging.

Let me post something, you say.

But then, what will people think about me?

It’s the cautious you.

So you keep hitting the backspace and log out

No one told you that it’s a free world.

Your voice fades away.


You’ve finished school and your all grown up

Mama and Papa tell you that you have to craft your life

You get out of your cocoon and meet the world

It’s all hazy and frightening. Where do I start?

You make it to your first interview, and questions pin you down

You didn’t score the point on communication skills, and that call for a job doesn’t come in.

Maybe employment is not for me, you say.


You start to craft your life.

Too many dreams, too many opportunities to choose from

Maybe this, maybe that, will get me there

You scroll the web and find links to guide you

One by one you subscribe, and emails start coming in

You get to read them daily; man never runs out of options

The advices get immense, confusion kicks in

Your dreams, your hope start fading

It’s not long before…. you get lost in you.


Stress kicks in, I have to do something you say

You look at how far your friends have gone

Some are lost, some are like you, others are successful

You start living other people’s lives, emulate others, is what you’re told

But everything doesn’t work for you

No one told you,

The world is a stage; you have to play your role.


Many in the world may be like you

Some have found their purpose in life

Others have stepped out and made a difference

Others are changing the world

All you need is to listen to yourself

Remember, you don’t need a thousand candles to battle the darkness,

You just need to light one.