All tagged Experience

My Scariest Experience Ever

I’m not sure why I’m inclined to write this. But it’s been at the forefront of my mind that I’m going to imagine the universe has a need for it to be told. It’s not one I’ve told a lot of people - but I recently had to tell it again to a younger friend of mine to re-iterate the fact that sometimes we all make mistakes. 

Without trying to sound modest, I think I was a pretty good kid. And that continued right up to University. I had friends of both sexes but particularly wouldn't hang out alone with guys I didn’t know, and my close friends and roommates would often know were I was and who I was with. 

So it was quite surprising that this happened. And I often laugh and say to myself that I must have been hypnotised - or just plain silly; or more likely made a mistake.  

I don’t particularly remember the finer details of how I met this young man while in my second year at Uni.  It must have been on the streets close to my hostel accommodation. But we probably chatted for a little while. He was well built and mentioned that attended one of the private universities in Nigeria. He wanted to chat further, but I had to run. He asked for my phone number and suggested we meet up later. I called out the digits and ran off.

That Time I Begged on the Streets of London

Have you ever had to beg total strangers for money?

A couple of times, I'm sure I've probably forgotten my wallet and had to ask someone for money. But that's not such a big deal (I think). It's just one person you may have to ask and you could do that discreetly.

But have you ever had to publicly stand on the streets and beg everyone that passes for money.

The Dubai Vacations That Never Happened

I'm struggling to remember how old I was. Maybe 16 or thereabout.  

My cousins were planning a holiday to Dubai, and because I was (am) such an awesome brilliant child, my god-parents invited me to follow them!

Obviously I was overly excited while my siblings openly hated my excitement. I stuffed a few clothes into my blue medium sized suitcase waiting for the D-day. 

Our Civil Wedding Ceremony and Pre-Wedding Shoot Experience

"I've been married to the same person three times", I said.

That was the only thing I could come up with when at work, we were asked to state quirky facts about ourselves. Of course my Caucasian colleagues had a lot of 'quirky' things to say. These mostly involved some extreme sporting stunts and thrilling hobbies.

Then, there was the one girl who said she had never eaten chicken wings. Just because she found them 'funny' to eat. Thankfully, that day she was made to eat at least three pieces of chicken wings. 

Why Shall you Shy?

I don't think there's anyone who is a couch potato like myself. And to make it worse, I don't think there's anyone who actually desires to go out like I do. One minute I want to go out, and when I'm out,'ohhhh take me home'

Remember the Orchestra tickets I got for free? They were tickets to the London Symphony Orchestra and I was really looking forward to it. Really Really. Not because we love the orchestra, but we just wanted to feel like 'cool kids', and tick that off our list. 

On Birthdays: Turning 26, Cocktails and Orchids

I firmly believed 26 was the perfect age. I was so convinced, that I didn't want to get married till I was 26. Well well, guess whose husband could not wait a few months. OK, not really.  For several reasons we got married a few months shy of my 26th birthday. But I was really excited about this age - and I thought I was going to launch a blog on that day. So I wrote an actual blog post - which never saw the light of the day. But since there's actually a blog now, I thought I'll revisit that post and share the things I learnt on turning 26.

On Judging: The Man I judged and the Woman who Judged Me

From the moment he uttered the first shout of the F word, I'd already judged him.  

In fact, I probably judged him before then. He was tall, well built and dark skinned - but with dread locks. He wore a face cap and sagged his jeans. And he was speaking on the phone. Rather gruffly. And he was sweating. I silently wished he wouldn't sit beside me. After a long day at work, I needed a comfortable 30 minute journey home. He didn't - he sat opposite, but facing me.