Just Thinking

If you stumbled on this post, it might interest you to know that I typically have random thoughts pop into my head at the oddest times although not as much in the shower as one would typically expect. One of those random thoughts popped into my head today and I got to thinking about barriers, boundaries, the morality of our always-online world. I started by thinking about Willow and Jaden Smith and some news stories I had read about Jaden's wardrobe choices. The object of this post is not to judge or lend commentary, it is more to wonder at how terrifying my life would have been for me as a teenager if my every thought, personality shift and struggle had an ever-present worldwide audience giving me constant, instant unsolicited feedback. Like most people, I did not make smart choices as a teenager, I had a crush on a self-acclaimed bad boy who was a compulsive liar, I wore my pencils and pens in my hair, I was known to dance on the street and had very questionable fashion choic...

Last night while "admiring" the spots on my face, I was struck with how impatience teaches us patience. Let me explain. I am light skinned and from time to time because of junk food, stress or hormonal changes, I break out (i.e. I get Pimples). Now, I absolutely hate those tiny imperfections on my otherwise gorgeous face but I know that picking at them will leave a little red blotch which will turn to a dark spot and then take forever to fade. But what do I do? I pick at them anyway, till they are bleeding and sore. After a day or so, I notice the dark spot and begin sending up silent prayers before my vanity mirror for the spots to fade. With a little patience, the pimple typically, would have dried up and disappeared on its own but impatience leaves me with spots and scars. Scars are mementos that hasty decisions leave on our lives.  We could glance at our lives and send up silent prayers wishing them away but we usually have a long wait ahead of us until t...

I will start this post my saying up until now, I never seriously considered myself a feminist and in a lot of ways I still don’t. I am however a strong believer in the “strengths of the sexes” and the different and wonderful ways we can leverage our strengths as men and women to build synergy and balanced social systems. Even at that, a lot of times I still think I could be a little too traditional but then again, I find that in life, it is all about balance. That said, I will move unto the meat of my post. The idea for this post literally popped into my head yesterday after a long day and I felt I had to write this down before I forgot about it. I doubt it will be a long post as the message is all in the title but allow me to elucidate. I hear and read a lot of what I call rants about female inequality in the work place (don’t burn me at the stake just yet), some very well founded and very true. It is actually a fact that women face a lot more blockers profes...

In about 11 hours 30 minutes, I will be a year older. Each year around my birthday I typically think of a gift to give myself and so I decided to finally publish this article which I have been mulling over for weeks as a birthday gift to myself. If you think that's strange, you need to get to know me better 😀 Here goes! Up until just recently, my entire career has been spent in the Nigerian Banking Industry, with the latter part of my banking experience spent catering to the Retail Banking segment across a couple of banks. In that time I began to crave a new banking experience for the Nigerian Financial Industry because I could see, touch and smell all the possibilities we have available, its like dying of thirst while taking a swim in clear, fresh water.  Over the years, this craving has crystallized into a dream for the future of banking in Nigeria. I am not Martin Luther King but I have a dream! I have a dream for banks in Nigeria!!  I...