One of the deepest reasons I cannot leave Nigeria is my family; and I do not mean my wives and children. I mean my parents and my siblings.
I do not imagine a life so far away that I cannot wake up one morning and simply decide, “Today I will go and see my parents.” That freedom, that nearness, that quiet possibility of presence, is not something I am willing to trade for any opportunity abroad.
I have had friends who told me: Adam, Nigeria is not for you. You can make a lot more money and achieve a lot more professionally, outside Nigeria. To me, that’s not the kind of life or career fulfilment I want. As one of my mentors always tells me: you can achieve bigger things even from small places. This has made me more resolute in achieving it all in Nigeria, with my family around me, in the shortest possible distance.
There is a particular comfort in knowing that the people who knew you before the world knew your name are still within reach. The ones who watched you crawl, who corrected you when you went astray, who celebrated every small victory long before the certificates and the titles arrived. To be hours, not continents, away from them is a form of wealth that money cannot buy and distance steadily erodes.
I have seen too many people return home only for funerals. I have watched the slow regret that settles when parents grow older and the visits become fewer, shorter, and more formal. I do not want that story for myself. I want to still be able to walk into their house without announcement, to sit and talk without the pressure of limited days, to share ordinary moments that only proximity makes possible.
My siblings are part of that same circle. We are not just relatives; we are the living archive of one another’s childhood. The jokes that need no explanation, the shared memories that still make us laugh, the quiet understanding that comes from having been raised under the same roof and the same values. Distance does not destroy love, but it changes the texture of it. I prefer the texture that remains close.
This is not sentimentality. It is a deliberate choice about the kind of life I want to live. Success that requires permanent separation from the people who formed me feels incomplete. I can travel. I can explore. I can even work across borders when necessary. But the centre of my life remains here, Nigeria, within reach of the people who matter most in the deepest, oldest sense.
Some will call it limitation. I call it rootedness and I am content with that.
I think one of the most heartfelt experiences in life is discovering that someone genuinely enjoys your presence. Not what you provide, Not your accomplishments. Just you, your thoughts, your energy, your existence.
العالم بدت اخيرا الان تستوعب ان ميسي ثغره دفاعيه لاي منظومه يلعب معها وشكلهم مايدرون عن الكوارث والاهداف الي تسبب فيها مع برشلونة طوال 17 سنه
وللتنويه بس المقطع 80% منه مباريات كبرى ومباريات اقصائيه مهمه
You as common Nigerian can’t even apply for U.S visa. Yet the first family are in the U.S getting Directors seat at the world Cup at almost $100k for all of them. Mind you Nigeria is not even at the World Cup.
When will you people have sense. I’m talking to the APC folks that can’t even eat. When will you guys have brains.
Que los argentinos han hecho hasta vídeos pensando de verdad que en el partido del domingo pasaron cosas raras jajajajajajaja.
Lo único raro que pasó es que se tuviera que jugar una prórroga en un partido donde sólo se presentó una Selección.
Les va a costar levantarse de esta derrota.
A departure from this World Cup that may be overlooked: Granit Xhaka, one of the last remaining members of a Switzerland golden generation that once featured Xherdan Shaqiri, Yann Sommer, Stephan Lichtsteiner, Fabian Schär and more.
In his fourth World Cup, Xhaka reached the furthest stage of his career. He’ll be 38 by 2030, so there’s a chance we may have seen him on this stage for the final time.
Salute to a Swiss football icon 🫡
It took me a long time but I eventually learnt.
A woman will do everything to you but a woman will never lie to you.
You are the one who is not listening.
If she's not telling you with words, she's telling you with actions.
If you ignore signs, you will see wonders.
90% of women don't want love. They want a hard-working donkey who will give them free accommodation, pay their bills, feed and clothe them, and tolerate their 7,080 dramas and bad character.
A lot of guys are out here destroying their mental health and working 80 hours a week just to finance a woman who despises them. They trade their youth and sweat for a girl who treats them like an ATM with a pulse.
Men, if your labor is valuable. Your sweat is valuable. Never build a castle for someone who treats you like a servant in your own home.
Why are people surprised?
Sincerely you should not be. When a group of people continues to attack one person unprovoked, people get curious to know what the person has done.
By the time they get to read with an open heart about who Muhammad is, they are forced to want to know more. The constant vilification only drives curiosity.
We saw this same intellectual honesty from Michael H. Hart. He is an American historian who wrote the famous book "The 100: A Ranking of the Most Influential Persons in History". He ranked Prophet Muhammad as the number one most influential person in human history. He did this without any religious bias.
His conclusion was drawn from pure historical analysis, noting that he was the only man in history who was supremely successful on both the religious and secular levels.
So when you see this naming trend in England and Wales, it is the result of people searching for the truth. They try to paint a bad picture of him, but it only pushes people to read about his life.
And when they read with a sincere heart, they find a legacy they want their own children to carry.
May the peace and blessings of Allah be with Prophet Muhammad 👏🏿👏🏿👏🏿