I have been thinking about something lately, and the more I think about it, the more disturbing it becomes.
A lot of Nigerians became poor without doing anything wrong.
They didn’t stop working. They didn’t become lazy. They didn’t suddenly become irresponsible.
They simply woke up one day and realised that the money they had worked for could no longer buy the things it used to buy.
Think about someone earning ₦100,000 a month.
The person still wakes up early every morning, goes to work, puts in the same hours, probably works even harder, gets promoted occasionally and does everything society says a responsible person should do.
Yet every year, that person seems to be able to afford less.
At some point, ₦50,000 could buy a reasonable amount of food for the house. Today, you can enter the market with the same ₦50,000 and genuinely wonder where the money went.
Nothing happened to you.
The economy happened to you.
And I think this is something we don’t talk about enough.
Imagine working hard for years, only for circumstances completely outside your control to quietly reduce the value of everything you have worked for.
You didn’t lose your job.
You didn’t lose your salary.
But somehow, you lost your standard of living.
That is poverty too.
And this is why I struggle with the way we sometimes discuss palliatives.
Of course, when people are hungry, you must find ways to help them immediately. There is nothing wrong with providing temporary relief.
But surely, the bigger question should be:
Why did millions of working Nigerians suddenly need palliatives in the first place?
If a man could comfortably buy a bag of rice from his salary a few years ago and today he needs government assistance to buy that same bag of rice, giving him rice may solve today’s hunger.
But it has not solved the actual problem.
The real problem is that his labour has lost value.
And perhaps that is what we should be obsessed with fixing.
How do we make the Nigerian worker’s income valuable again?
How do we make ₦100,000 buy more next year, rather than less?
How do we make food cheaper by producing more?
How do we reduce the cost of energy and transportation?
How do we build an economy where salaries can actually keep up with the cost of living?
Because when I think deeply about it, perhaps one of the greatest things a government can do for its people is not to keep giving them money.
It is to build an economy where the money they earn has value.
There is dignity in being able to take care of yourself from the product of your own labour.
There is dignity in a teacher being able to feed a family from teaching.
There is dignity in a nurse being able to pay rent from nursing.
There is dignity in a young person working an honest job and gradually seeing life improve.
People should be able to look back after five years of hard work and say, “My life has become better.”
Not, “I earn more money today, but somehow I can afford less.”
That is the part that keeps bothering me.
Millions of Nigerians are not asking to become millionaires overnight.
They just want hard work to make sense again.
And maybe that should be one of the simplest ways we measure whether our economy is actually working:
Is the ordinary Nigerian who works hard becoming progressively better off, or progressively poorer?
Everything else is secondary.
You see someone driving an expensive car without knowing his source of wealth, all of a sudden your Volvo becomes a thing of shame to you.
You forget that everyone is running their own race and you have no business comparing your life with Mr. B.
Your joy diminishes when you are no longer contented.
JUST DON’T DIE. MORE MONEY WILL COME.
Your wife just spent 20 hours in grueling labor.
She is exhausted, bleeding, and vulnerable.
Your mother walks into the hospital room and immediately complains that the newborn does not look like your side of the family. She then criticizes the hospital choice.
Should I even continue? I saw this story and I was speaking in lamentations.
You stand there quietly, staring at your shoes, terrified to correct her. You are a coward. A BIG ONE!
Your primary duty is to protect your wife from external disrespect, even if the disrespect comes from your own mother.
If you cannot establish a firm boundary in a hospital room, you are completely unfit to lead a family.
Yesterday, a woman came into our shop to get a student foam for her daughter. She came with her daughter and a very small boy. Her son, too.
After she had made her purchase and was sorting out the mattress, the little boy started crying and pointing at one of our pillows. He wanted a pillow.
The woman told him, “But you already have a pillow. Why do you need another one? I don't have any m0ney to get you a new pillow”
But the boy kept crying.
Eventually, after she had made payment and we had given her the receipt, the boy was still crying and pointing at the pillow. So we decided to give him one of our fiber pillows for free.
The woman immediately said she didn't have m0ney to pay for it, and we told her not to worry, that it was a gift for the boy.
But what happened next really surprised me.
She apologized and said she couldn't take the pillow.
She explained that her son was fond of doing that.
Anytime she took him somewhere, he would cry and demand that people give him something and as a mother, she didn't want to encourage that behaviour.
She said, “If I keep accepting things for him whenever he cries, he will grow up with a sense of entitlement, and that's not how I want to raise my child.”
She insisted on returning the pillow and told us not to be offended.
She kept on scolding him in ibibio. He kept on crying.
Honestly, I respected that woman.
The boy is still very young, probably still in primary school, but his mother was already thinking about the kind of man he would become.
We know that parenting isn't about giving your child everything they cry for. Sometimes, it's about teaching them that they cannot always get what they want.
And honestly, I loved what she did.
There are still mothers who understand that raising a good child sometimes means saying NO, even when you have the means to say YES.
Let me ask you something…
Before you start your day…
Ask yourself a difficult question:
How much of your life have you postponed while waiting for everything to become perfect?
You said you would be happy when the money improved.
You would rest when the work was finished.
You would call that person when life became less busy.
But the work keeps producing more work.
The bills keep introducing their relatives.
And people you thought would always be there quietly become memories.
Planning for tomorrow is wise.
But be careful that tomorrow does not become the place where you store everything that could have made today meaningful.
What if the life you are waiting to begin has already been happening while you were busy preparing for it? 🤷♂️
Think about that! ❤️
1. STOP CONFUSING ATTENTION FOR AFFECTION
Just because someone replies fast, watches your stories, or flirts doesn’t mean they love you. Attention is easy. It costs nothing.
Don’t fall for surface-level interactions that mimic intimacy. Real love goes deeper than emojis and sweet nothings; it shows up in consistency, presence, and action.
2. DON’T BE AFRAID TO LET PEOPLE EARN YOU
You’re not supposed to prove your worth. They’re supposed to earn your presence.
When you rush to give your all before someone has shown you anything, you create imbalance.
Make them rise to the level of your heart, not drag yours down to theirs.
3. LEARN TO LOVE WITHOUT LOSING YOURSELF
It’s possible to care deeply and still keep your identity.
Romantic fools dissolve into the people they love; they sacrifice their dreams, boundaries, and time.
Healthy love includes you. Don’t disappear just because someone walked in.
4. STOP MISTAKING INTENSITY FOR COMPATIBILITY
Some people will ignite passion, chaos, and butterflies, but that doesn’t mean they’re meant for you.
Just because it’s intense doesn’t mean it’s right. Some fires burn; others build. Learn the difference.
5. SET STANDARDS, NOT JUST FEELINGS
Your heart might want them, but your standards must decide if they deserve you.
Feelings are unpredictable. Standards are your compass. Don't be loyal to potential; be loyal to the reality in front of you.
6. QUIT TRYING TO FIX BROKEN PEOPLE
You’re not a rehab centre for emotionally unavailable souls. Stop turning love into a project.
The more you try to fix someone who doesn’t want help, the more you break yourself.
7. PRACTICE SILENCE WHEN DISRESPECTED
Not every insult needs a rebuttal. Sometimes the most powerful thing you can do is walk away without explaining yourself.
Romantic fools stay and fight to be understood. Emotionally strong people leave when respect is no longer on the table.
8. RECOGNIZE THE DIFFERENCE BETWEEN LOVE AND DEPENDENCY
If their absence makes you feel empty instead of peaceful, it’s not love; it’s addiction.
Love should elevate you, not complete you. You were whole before they came, and you’ll still be whole after they leave.
9. DON’T BEND YOUR VALUES TO KEEP PEOPLE
Romantic fools compromise the non-negotiables to avoid loneliness.
But anything that costs you your peace, your values, or your self-respect is too expensive.
If staying means shrinking, you’re loving wrong.
10. FALL IN LOVE WITH YOURSELF FIRST
The more you know your worth, the less you beg for love. Romantic fools seek validation in others.
Emotionally mature people create love within and attract it from those who match their energy.
Stop handing out your heart like it’s cheap. Stop chasing people who aren’t chasing you.
Love is not supposed to drain you; it’s supposed to meet you. And when it doesn’t, that’s not your cue to try harder. That’s your sign to let go.
HeartMattaz
This is what consuming Red dye(Sudan) in Palm-oil does to the human body after almost 2 years.
The couple you see on your screen are the latest victims of Palm-oil adulteration I wrote about this evening.
Mr. and Mrs. Iyoyo Pedro.
They granted me permission to post this photo of them after our video call this night.
The photo on the left was taken on the 12th of April, 2025 when Jessy Fulton, a Haitian marine biologist was brought to Nigeria by her husband, Mr. Pedro shortly after their wedding.
The photo on the right is a screenshot taken this night during my video call with them.
Unfortunately, from April last year till this month, this beautiful couple have been unknowingly consuming adulterated Palm-oil containing red wood paint colour, Sudan shoe dye II, rice water and stale cassava flour.
At the moment of making this post, this couple have been diagnosed with a broad spectrum of carcinogenic anomalies, digestive health collapse and a critical liver.
Jessy, the wife just confirmed to me that the last time she was able to move her bowels without the use of heavy laxatives and suppositories was November last year.
If you know anyone who is mixing red dyes in Palm-oil and selling to the public, PLEASE help me expose them.
Help me bring the law to them.
Ivan
The loneliness that you feel when you are single is nothing compared to the pain of being with the wrong person.
Especially when it's in the context of marriage, you literally feel like you're in a prison.
And you have to understand that when people get to the point of divorce, is when as a human being, they have dropped the idea of shame. It's as though they are ready to walk naked. I don't care what you think. This thing is too much for me to bear.
You are allowed to make mistakes in business, school and elsewhere, but when it comes to choose a life partner please be careful with even the small details.
You demanded to be the head of the house. Yet you do not know how to operate the washing machine you bought.
You cannot boil water without asking where the salt is.
When your wife gets sick, the entire household logistics collapse in less than 12 hours.
You are just a heavily subsidized dependent with a deep voice.
Weaponized incompetence = embarrassment.
And many of you are on this train of incompetence.
A real man knows the architecture of his own domain. He can step in and run the entire operation seamlessly.
Stop being a burden.
I don't understand how this is even possible.
- I witnessed the deaths of Michael Jackson,Maradona, Pelé, and Queen Elizabeth!
- I lived through three different popes.
- I survived a global pandemic, and watched the internet come to life.
- I saw CDs become Spotify, DVDs become Netflix, and landlines become iPhones and now, I'm witnessing the rise of artificial intelligence.
AND I’M JUST IN MY EARLY 30s.
This Psquare matter is funny to me because I can transfer every money in my account to my elder bro's account or my mom's account and I'll sleep in peace because I know it is safe.
As it is now, the children of Paul and the children of Peter cannot have a relationship. Ifvanything happens to one brother, the other brother will not step in for the bro's family.
How did it get so bad? I've never understood greed or why money should be valued above your relationship that you destroy what actually matters because of money.
The first welcome I received in my shared house three years ago in the UK was when someone stole my jollof rice… and even helped themselves to fish and turkey from different bowls. Funny enough, I knew who it was, so I reported it to my landlord.
Do you know what this man told me?
“Don’t be too angry. Be happy you fed someone who was hungry. Your reward is in heaven.” I just looked at him and laughed, emi ika
So the next time I wanted to cook jollof rice, the thief entered the kitchen while I was cooking so I asked, “Do you mind jollof rice?” The remaining statement stayed in my head:
”…before you steal another plate🙄”
She said she doesn’t eat Nigerian food.
Me in my head: “don’t sha steal my rice”(mind you, She was Ghanaian.)
I cooked my rice, packed it into seven takeaway packs, and kept them in the fridge… i woke up the next morning…
Two packs had disappeared. Along with 3 pcs of big chicken…. That day, I didn’t report anybody.
I entered everybody’s section of the fridge and carried food. Milk. Snacks. Indian food I don’t even eat. Everything I saw..
One lady had just ordered Turkish food. She was microwaving it, went to have a shower.. I picked it up too entered my room, ate part of it, dusted my bed and slept peacefully.
My phone was vibrating nonstop. The house group chat was on fire.
“Who took my food?”
“Where’s my milk?”
“Who took my snacks?”
My landlord later messaged me privately to ask if I knew anything about it.
I told him, “They should be grateful they fed an orphan. Isn’t the reward in heaven?” Three days later, he installed CCTV in the kitchen. That’s how we all stopped feeding the orphanage.
My landlord will never forget me.
There is something that is killing our generation with respect to inter-gender relations. That is strength or the need to be seen as strong.
In projecting strength, many of you have desensitised yourselves from emotional attachment and vulnerability. In extreme instances, you become toxic. That is not healthy.
It is okay to be kind. It is okay to be nice. It is okay to be considerate. It is okay to have affection. It is okay to say "I love you." It is okay to say "I miss you." It is okay to apologize. It is okay to be vulnerable. You cannot love without being naked on all plane.
Kindness and compassion are not weakness. Consideration is not weakness. You are not a sucker for being honourable, for having integrity and for treating others with respect. Let's not destroy the fabric of society by losing our humanity. We need each other.
In every sphere of human relationship, there is an acceptable code of conduct. Please have healthy value system and stick to them.
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Importantly, don't take people's grace and kindness for granted. Nobody is stupid for loving you, for treating you with respect, for being vulnerable with you, for forgiving you, for being nice. Returning a person's kindness towards you with a negative attitude is witchcraft. Do better! The relationships in our lives should inspire us to want to be better because we owe it to these people to do right by them. Nobody can do life alone. We are each other's life raft.
Months ago, I had to go and read and study this after I thought I was sanitizing a microwave, it was empty and I turned it on hoping the 2 minutes heat will kill bacteria but rather than kill bacteria.. it was a spark and fire that happened inside the microwave. (DON'T EVER DO THIS)
How Microwave works...
They have a Magnetron that generates Electomagnective waves, there is a guide that allows these waves to be concentrated on your food and of course the metal walls of the interior that allows easy bouncing off and on of these waves.
It works on the principle of setting in motion the water molecules in your food after they're exposed to the radiation, the vibrations , haphazard and brownian motions of these molecules generate heat which then warms your food.
For my little accident that happened.
If you leave a microwave empty and turn it on. The waves are generated. There is no moisture for them to act on.
The waves are all bouncing in the microwave and can generate enough heat energy to cause a fire and spark.
I learnt the hard way.
Here is a diagram showing my explanation.
I once dated someone, he was perfect and I always tell him about my day. I enjoy aproko gist a lot so I make sure to drop it as it’s hot.
I noticed he never tells me much about his day unless I ask and sometimes even pressure him for it. I just took it that his days are mostly uneventful until he told me I like aproko too much.
I was dumbfounded and I won’t lie, I was hurt. I genuinely thought he enjoyed my gists, he never complained before but after that day, I made sure he never hears anything about my day.
Months passed and he one day asked me this same question, “how did we get to this point, you don’t talk to me anymore”. Lol, I talk to you, just not about my day or anything eventful going on in my life.
Let's stop pretending male and female infidelity are the same. They aren't.
Men and women are different. We choose partners differently, value different things and face different consequences.
You can call it hypergamy, biology or human nature. I don't care what label you give it. Reality doesn't stop being true because it's unpopular.
BUT. Recognising that doesn't excuse either sex. It doesn't make one betrayal less immoral than the other. Regardless of your gender, I don't believe you betray someone you truly love. If you can lie to their face, risk destroying their trust, and still call it love then your definition of love is incredibly cheap.
Inside danfo this morning, the bus fare was 800 Naira. The woman beside me stretched 700 Naira to the conductor who rejected it immediately with “e gba owo yin pada jare. 800 ni moto”.
The woman replied “na 700 I get my brother, no vex, my uncle”
He didn’t let her land as he had already shifted attention to other passengers. He still replied “mama, mio gbo pa. E fun mi ni 800 mi. Eyin le nra epo si moto fun mi ni?”
The woman kept begging, he also insisted on his full 800 naira while insulting her. The insults were getting to me and since I already gave him 1k and my 200 Naira change was with him, I said “condor, remove her remaining 100 Naira from my change, give me 100”.
The woman looked at me with bad left eye reading “talo ran werey eleyi nise”. She didn’t even let me read meaning to her eyes finish before she shouted “uncle, don’t pay for me. I didn’t ask for your money. Because of 100 Naira, he has insulted me enough and you still want to pay him. Didn’t you hear all the insults? Lai lai. If he can’t accept abeg, he should getaway”.
I looked at the condor, “alaye, 200 naira mi da?” He gave me my money and requested that 700 naira from her. She said “never. Upon all the insults wey you give me? If I pay you 700 after those insults, make I die”.
The conductor started shouting and ready to drag her down at the next bus stop but he no fit. She said that the insults have reduced the money to 500 Naira and she stretched the 500 to him. I was just laughing. I have never seen monetized insults before.
Another passenger now added that what if the conductor start praying for her, will he get his money back? She said “Yes, he should work for his balance”.
I swear, this guy prayed for her from Anthony to Onipanu to collect his 200 Naira.
In reality, women may forgive. But they’ll never forget what you did to them.
We just learn to live past your flaws and character issues. And live past the annoying moments and hurt.
Especially when we know you’re a kind person too. And it’s not like you want to be wicked deliberately.
Las las, the human nature is flawed. And we’re not saints too.
So the best thing to do as a flawed human who knowingly or unintentionally hurt your spouse, is to be extremely kind to them and cautious too.
Because, nobody has the monopoly of wickedness or insensitivity.
Like people say… “person no dey good finish”.
The home and the world at large would be a good place, if we all understand this simple concept.