Rubys' Random.

Hello lovers, In the spirit of love, I thought to stop by here today. My 9-5 doesn't even show me love at all at all. Sighs and SMH. So we claim that lovers day (Valentine's) is the 14th of February every year and I get to wonder how we came about that. There are lots of stories on the internet about Saint Valentines' and his love: how he was imprisoned, how he was old, how he was young, how he was a she and plenty other balderdash. Like said, rubbish ni gbogbo e.  Lol. What's important is it's great that a day has been set apart to show love to people around you. Some people limit it to their lovers, some to family, others to anyone they deem fit. All right. More importantly, love needs to be spread around every single day of our lives. We live in a world where hatred is the new order. People killing each other just because tribe and religion... because they can. It hurts me and I feel it hurts you too. Love needs to be the language we speak. The religio

The wind blew like it was angry and I thought there was something about the intensity it carried while blowing. I was on my way to my ancient tin city, Jos. It was early January and the temperature was as usual very low. I didn't realize I was cold till my lips shivered on its own. I felt my teeth clench too. I carefully draped the wool scarf I carried round me to avoid an asthmatic bout. Mararaba Ja'maa! The driver called out. The woman in front of me who made her not more than 10yrs old maid whom she called daughter sit on the floor of the vehicle alighted. I was so glad to see her go as all I wanted to do all along was give her a hot knock to reset her brain and probably, help take out the cold she felt as she was also shivering. I couldn't help but wonder how she treated the girl in secret. Maybe she treated her like my neighbor in Abuja, who beat her maid daily even without provocation. I mean, if you can't treat them well, why bother. The tired Plate