Grey Stripes Of Sarah

" " So when  I mean scales fell off my eyes, I started to see her as more than a friend. It was just not  the normal female friend that you had around you, for me there was more. I wanted to spend the rest of my life with her. " Interesting... Wouldn't you love to know how our guests tonight moved from 'What I wanted to what I got" ? Wouldn't you love to find out, how from seeing men as tree to seeing men as men, I mean a friend to the woman he wanted to spend his entire life with. What did he actually see that was more than than than he had been seeing? Good day dear readers, welcome to the second interview of 'What we wanted versus what we got'. Guess the guests we have tonight, the renowned Olawale Perfect, first class graduate in Biochemistry turned media guru and  CEO of Wigradio with his beautiful wife, Opestar, outstanding gospel content creator and entrepreneur.  I won't be doing this alone tonight, with me is Ayomide Ekerin, one of m...

 Blessed + hyper + excited = me right now👸👸👸👸👸 You will understand when you done absorbing everything. Welcome to the very first interview of  'What We wanted versus what We got'. I pray you will  be    tremendously  blessed after reading our first couple share  their experience from singlehood to meeting their each other.  To my writing Mentor, Ayomide Ekerin, thank you for coming through for all the interviews.  WHAT WE WANTED VERSUS WHAT WE GOT EPISODE 1 COUPLES: Mr. and Mrs Otu   Hello everyone, welcome to the very first episode and the very first interview of what we wanted versus what we got ; A relationship interview centred on Christian couples, focused on the discovery journey of their spouse, with the aim to help singles discover theirs in the Godly way. ‘Friend zoned turned marriage zone’   Who knows what zone God is bringing your future spouse from? In this interview with Mr. and Mrs. Moses Otu, they both shared the...

  *Hello everyone, my name is Ubulaba and I am just a Sunday Christian who tours round churches every Sunday and hope to settle down soon. Nothing to be proud of, someday, I hope to change.* **** Happy new month everyone. Happy first Sunday of the month , as it is in most churches, first Sundays are always for thanksgiving. ********** Still on the matter on Island church matter, Chioma and I attended another one the Island.  The car park as usual were filled with extravagant cars, if cars could tell wealth statuses, those cars did not just tell but yelled the wealth statuses of their owners.  They did not let the Uber car take us into the car park. The cab driver stopped right in front of the carpark . The gate did not open for us.  I later learnt that the carpark gate were opened for only their members after it automatically scan their plates numbers and thumbs of the owners . Chai!!!God punish poverty. I refuse to be a poor Christian.  We came d...

 Hello everyone, my name is Ubulaba and I am just a Sunday Christian who tours round churches every Sunday and hope to settle down soon. Nothing to be proud of, someday, I hope to change.  Dear Dairy,  In a busy city like Lagos with the hustling and bustling of many activities, one barely have time to really think about somethings.  I took another look at Mr. Emeka’s Invitation on my email and thought about it again. The reality God’s goodness hit me like a ton of rocks. I was in awe of how God puts one on delay and when hope seems lost, he shows up in triples.  Mr. Emeka, one of my bosses in the office and his wife have been married for twenty years with no issues. He was a good looking man, well to do and women were always around him. He could have had any woman of his choice but he never did.  When God showed up, he showed up with three beautiful and adorable children.    What better place would I rather wander on a Sunday than his church with ...

 Hello everyone, my name is Ubulaba and I am just a Sunday Christian who tours round churches every Sunday and hope to settle down soon. Nothing to be proud of, someday, I hope to change.  ******* Dear Dairy, It's another beautiful Sunday and I woke up with a lot of beautiful ideas of clothes to wear.  I laid them all out!  First outfit:  I didn't have the right shoes to wear with it, Second outfit:  the top looked somehow on my body Third outfit: Hmm...it didn't reflect my personality. Finally, I brought down my entire wardrobe.  I began another search for a church outfit.  By the time I finished ,bathed  and  dressed up, I looked like a model - just the way I desired but I was extra late. I decided to visit one of the churches I used to frequently visit. I was a worker there for two weeks before I resumed wandering.   I was so ashamed entering the church . The shame was more overwhelming than the pride in took in my outfit....

    Hello everyone, my name is Ubulaba and I am just a Sunday Christian who tours round churches every Sunday and hope to settle down soon. Nothing to be proud of, someday, I hope to change. ********** Dear Dairy,  A retrospection   to last week church incidence invoked a feeling of uncertainty.   Pastor B and his cohort have been following up on me all through the week till  yesterday before deliberately blocking all their numbers. I did not wanted to be a worker in Sanitation department. I  could not just imagine myself dressing up, all sweet this morning and be cleaning toilets or getting rid of  waste, it is not possible. God knows the people he has given the grace for such department. Maybe, someday, I may join them but definitely not this Easter.    It is another Easter Sunday and what better Sunday to wear my new Ankara gown , though pretty really tight with puffy hands,  Adeola my Tailor just made for me. I had waited f...

  Hello everyone, my name is Ubulaba and I am just a Sunday Christian and a wanderer who have no church to call home. Nothing to be proud of, someday, I hope to change. *** Dear Dairy, The rays from today sun, shone and penetrated through the windscreen to my eyes, the scorching heat from the sun too was unbearable. It was a Sunday after all. ‘Driver, your AC no dey work?’ I asked the driver. ‘Madam no vex’ He responded. He quickly wound up the windows and turned on the AC. The cab started to cool but the sun rays did not stop shining into my eyes. I picked my sunglasses from my bag and wore it. I took off my hat so my head would cool too. I visited a church very far away from home because I did not want rumours going round in the neighbourhood that I am a church wanderer. Thank God for Google and Google map, it made the wandering an easy one. I saw one church online with a really beautiful architecture design. I read a few things about them and It seemed like my dream church so I ...

  Hello everyone, my name is Ubulaba and I am just a Sunday Christian and a wanderer who have no church to call home. Nothing to be proud of, someday, I hope to change. *** image gotten from gettyimages I woke up around 8am this Sunday morning with a very big yawn. My head felt light and my body was heavy. I struggled to stand up but my legs were too weak to bear the weight.  I was overwhelmed internally and externally with the stress of yesterday’s work.  It was another Sunday and to be honest, I did not feel like going church. I thought to myself, ‘a little five minute sleep would me some good’ so I snoozed the alarm and crawled back into my duvet.   A little sleep, a little slumber with just two pressing of the snooze button, sleep had taken two hours of my life.   *** I hurriedly had a quick bath, did a quick make up and had a quick breakfast with two tablets of Paracetamol. I ran back to my room after finishing from the kitchen. I quickly searched f...