In running today's business, the human resource department has been seen as one important key factor in the success of every business. Some focus on judgement and taste, some on attitude, and they train for skill, some for experience and results, but some do that for a particular reason. In running a successful business, HR personnel's have focused more on reasons rather than results. It is quick and easy to understand the general principles of human resources, only quite easy if you are concerned about people management and relationship.
The new generation believes the act of sending letters via bottles is outrageous, they see it as nonsense. Some from this generation believe the idea of sending letters via the bottle makes some sense, but others would call them old fashioned. In the art of nonsense, there is no right or wrong, it's just some personal perception about what majority feels as no sense, and very few sees it as a genius idea with a lot of sense.
That night was a night like every other one but little did I know it was going to mark a change in my life.. So it happened that the men of the night came to my room in my hostel, stole from me, beat me and raped me not once but countless times. They took turns having their way with me, took pictures of me while they raped me and laughed. I screamed, shouted, cried, clawed at them and begged for mercy but all to no avail, no one came to my rescue.. No one heard me or pretended not to. After they had had their fill, satisfied themselves with my body, stole my virginity, my virtue, they left me for dead. I woke up the next morning in the hospital, crying, with pains all over my body and I asked myself, why me? I screamed, shouted and asked if there was any God at all in the world and why this happened to me..
For last year's words belong to last year's language
And next year's words await another voice.”
Hope
Smiles from the threshold of the year to come,
Whispering....it will be happier...
For today marks the first blank page of a 365 page book. Write a good one.
HAPPY NEW YEAR
Have been rather lazy to blog these days.
Gone were the days I had time to do anything I want.
Gone were the days I could rest and enjoy TV shows.
Life is surreal
The idea of another year ending feels terrible
Experiences I have felt are a total distraction
I remember nothing of what has happened
But I look forward to a future I have no idea of
And just as I envy a masterpiece,
I doubt I could ever write one.
Want to keep Christ in Christmas? Feed the hungry, clothe the naked, forgive the guilty, welcome the unwanted, care for the ill, love your enemies, and do unto others as you would have done unto you.” Merry Christmas to you all.
In every man's imagination of a perfect woman, which truly never exist, I found myself exceptional from every other woman. My trouble was I got excited about nothing and then married him. His words were special, he was kind, his eyes were beautiful, they were wild, crazy, like some animal peeking out of a forest on fire. He had the quality of masculine confidence, his looks left me cold, and as I went straight to my knees with his sexy charisma, I played that dangerous invitation to play with him. In spending my time with him, he became everything I wished for. And everything I saw I regretted, everything I witnessed was like a line filled with many zeros.
My resume tells a lot, my resume gives a summary of what you want to know about a position that I pretend not to want, but only for the means of livelihood. My resume isn't what I am about, my resume can't describe who I am, it can't describe what I am capable of doing, because what was written are lies. My resume is sent to an organisation, and a HR person who doesn't like his job, but only there as his means of livelihood, may look at my resume or not, either because he has read so many, or either because he sees my name and had a bad experience with that particular name in the past. I find it a challenge to cooperate in a society where it is considered moral to critique a resume yet immoral to critique morality.
It is funny when some persons practically do stupid things and even when one doesn't understand, a number of persons find it priceless. In my state of permanent confusion, anything is possible, the possibility of running back and fourth forever between grief and high delight. In Hollandia's advert, I find the impossibility of it's constant state of confusion because of the expression it leaves on my face. It is an elaborate waste of human intelligence which we find these days with advertising agencies
What is wrong with this advert?
From the video, we see someone using the Hollandia milk product on his cereal and you see people repeating, 'can your milk do this'. Please, someone should help me, what does the milk do? The role of an advert agency deals with human needs, wants, and hopes. The relationship with the manufacturer and advertising agency is almost an intimate one just like that of a therapist and doctor. How dreadful of its advertising agency to be caught up in a game, and have no idea of its rules. I wouldn't want my milk to fly about because that is all I see in this advert. And NO, I don't want my milk to do that,
With great power comes a greater confusion, and Hollandia has given their choice of advertising agency the power to remain confused. Please, take a look at this second video, what is going on here? A 30 seconds video where students and their teacher were showing their dance moves. I only see her shaking her endowments and not passing a message to the audience. The students, well, as young as they are, those who can afford such confused luxury danced after all, as they were told to do so.
Who runs the advertising agency for Hollandia? Will Hollandia watch this and feel safe about about it? The difference between stupidity and genius is that genius has its limits. The aim is to add smoke and not fire, try to confuse your competition, not confuse your organisation.
In every event, we use timelines in showing our successes and failures. Through these timeline, we get to see processes through which these events have taken place, we realize that in certain times, mistakes are made, but yet be corrected. But insanity is one who repeats the same mistakes over, and still make the same mistakes even when they do same process again. Whatever comes in creation exists without my knowledge. If I had the consent of such a creation, with my knowledge, I wouldn't let such a product like the close-up tooth paste exist.
My life has been a general mess from the start. Started school at a pretty young age, and I was not smart. I had no idea what they taught in class, gibberish was more like it. Even as I had no idea of what was said, I wanted to sell, I believed I could sell ice cream to an Eskimo. But I had to go through all these gibberish classes for a pretty long while, and I would get myself a job and begin to sell organisational products and services. Finally, I was done with the gibberish talks, and it was time to sell. I was ready, but I didn't have good grades, how would I be able to secure myself a job?
At 11, I realized certain things about growth and development. I realized that I needed to be at the same level I saw my friends. I learned that development takes its form in stages, and not everyone would reach that stage at the same time. The phase of life starts from a cycle and it evolves around, within that cycle a process evolves, and whatever process is involved, things happen, and in my phase, I discovered I remained the same.
Usain Bolt has become a king of consistency, he is successful because he wasn't only motivated, but because he was consistent in his motivation. And so have many celebrities who have given us goosebumps all through the past till date because of their consistency in motivation. They live to understand that it is the hallmark of the unimaginable. I am a fan of music, sports and books.
In silence, I took a glimpse of fashion and I found ugliness in it. Every now and then you have to look for something different, something extra-ordinary. The value for something when you don't have it, makes you crave endlessly for it. The value for that thing when you have it, makes you mad and you ask questions. Still in silence, I take a glimpse at fashion, because in knowing what you are, in knowing what to say, that defines fashion. In perfection, I can never be contended, In perfection it can never be reached. In my silence, In my perfection, I took a glimpse at fashion, where nothing else needed to be added to it, when nothing else needed to be taken away, and as that gentleman I refused to talk about my fashion designer. I was wrong.
My environment, a dump filled with greed, a piece of shit we do to ourselves and others, a war zone we till with our bare hands, but yet no shields while on the battle field. My environment, a disaster it has turned out to be because of the greed of you and I. My romantic environment has been skinned off by me, by you, by us all. We only think of our today, but forget that our environment is one vital thing for our tomorrow. It entails our resources, but the greedy ones want it all to themselves, yet we cherish the greedy ones and not the environment. With so many beautiful homes around us, especially in the Lekki peninsula, of what use is it when our environment isn't tolerable? Deforestation has become a norm, because the more greedy people want to acquire more lands to themselves, they want to build universities, they want to own companies and be a force to be reckoned with. But they forget my environment is enough to satisfy every man's needs.
Ever wondered why billionaires feel they have the world on their hands? Well, because not many in the world can afford what they have, not many in the world can do what they can. A billionaire is one who would tell you he is lost, ask for directions and give you 1 million dollars just by telling him where to go (even if you were wrong). A billionaire is one who spends a billion today knowing he can get 2 billion tomorrow. A billionaire isn't black, a billionaire isn't white, a billionaire is a mixed race of colors, a disfigured shape of figures, a tantrum disaster of billions in your pockets. But my black billionaires are different, they exist because they believe they are existence themselves. My black billionaires can't spend a billion dollars today, why? Because they are not assured of getting 2 billion the next day. My black billionaires!!!
Hafiz who comes from well-known family back in the 17th century believed in one and only one thing. 'Happiness'. Her parents gave her that all through her childhood, and in time as she grew, she understood that religion was an important aspect in her family's life. They worshiped Ala' then (not Allah). This was a god they worshiped to give them security, fertility, peace, wealth. But this was done at the expense of hurting another's happiness, peace and love. Her parents hold grudges of any length, and anyone who gets in their way, was used as a test subject for increasing their fertility and security while posing them as a sacrifice to their god, Ala'.
Growing up was difficult for me. And just as I was mostly alone with my thoughts, I couldn't understand clearly what was happening around me. All I understood about my life was, I was Male, and I knew my age. I had a mom, but no dad. I knew my mom and late dad had some sexual intimacy and I was brought to life. At age 14, I was at Ogba and I saw this very man urinating on the floor. Well, that was normal. But the abnormal thing about what happened later was he didn't tuck his private parts in his trousers, but he made with into having a sexual intercourse with a tree. Since, I had no idea what he was doing, I overlooked it and walked away.
Lekan lived an independent life, disliked by his dad, loved by his mom, hated by so many persons. Lekan was done with high school and believed gaining an admission into the University was the next step. He was behind his friends who had gained admission into the University and as he waited and hoped that he would get into a prestigious University, all hopes died down. His dad disliked him more and every time his dad saw him, he said, 'you will never make it'. Lekan never listened to his dad, but he was adamant on believing that the upcoming exams he would cross through and gain admission into that University.
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