Hypothetical…. or not

The Head of chambers asked me to follow one of the lawyers in the firm to collect the Garnishee Order. After we arrived at the Court, the Registrar told us to wait for some time. After about an hour, the Registrar told the lawyer that he has seen that our client in Exxon Mobil and he cannot imagine how much we are charging our client as legal practitioners fees. We all laughed about it and the lawyer told him that God is helping us. The Registrar chuckled and said that we would also help him. The lawyer ended his mirth and asked what he meant. He said that the lawyer needs to drop something before he can give him the Order. The lawyer now gave him N1000. The registrar pushed the money out of his desk and raised his voice by a notch asking the lawyer if he looked like a baby to him. The Registrar asked him to leave his office and come back when he was ready.

The lawyer did not know what to do. He knew that if he gave the lawyer any money, he would be going outside the bounds of law. He also weighed the pros and cons of writing a letter of complaint to the National Judicial Council of the Registrar could be addressed. He made a resolution to do just that.

He decided to call the Head of Chambers and brief him on the latest events and what he intended to do. The Head of Chambers listened and asked him to come back to the office. On our way out of the court, the lawyer met a colleague and told him what transpired at the office of the Registrar. His colleague just kept laughing about it. He told him that he knew how good and honest the lawyer is including our firm. He advised him to pay a reasonable amount like N500, 000 and above. The colleague asked him not to bother filing a letter of complaint, that this particular Registrar is highly connected. If he doesn’t want to make better alliance in future with this Court or any Court in particular then he should just pay. He said that he must still be a rookie if he does not know that it happens everywhere. The lawyer did not know what to do again. He thanked his friend and we returned to our firm.




Hi lovelies. I hope you have all been well? Thank God for a successful completion of Nigerian Law School. I’m still getting used to sleeping normally and not always thinking in legal terms -_______-

I hope to be back as days go by.

Love and laughter.




So so random.

I want to write a story. A story that touches many things. I just don’t know how.


I guess when It comes, It comes.

I haven’t read many blogs like I usually do. I created an email for blogs but I haven’t had time for them. They are shouting for my attention (lol! Don’t worry I’m the only one hearing it).

I want to create something. I want to be given an empty room and unlimited access to money. Money I can use to make it beau… whatever it’s meant to be. I know what it will be meant to be when I finish.

Now I want a holiday. No, I need a holiday.

Some small European country

Where I spoil french or spanish in a bit to learn it and the old women laugh at me

I’ll be riding a bicycle, in shorts, my hair in a bun and sunglasses.

I have a small basket attached to my bicycle that contains vegetables and flowers – lilies and tulips.

I’m happy and relaxed.

Oh right, here’s the partner…


Dear readers, I’ve missed you so much. I hope you’re very well. Wishing you more love and laughter.

Be a Light.

Hello lovelies!!!

It”s been soooooo long. I feel like I haven’t even blogged properly since law school. Law school has been all shades of stress and then some. There’s been splashes of fun and those days when I want to shoot the creator of school. I’m still on the hunt for him.

I have nothing to write here and maybe do here but I think you need to know this:

Be a light

When last did you genuinely ask someone the question How are you? I mean like look into the person’s eyes and ask, and not just needing to hear the conventional I’m fine, I’m good, I’m very well. 

Everyone’s on the run these days. Each person not knowing the thoughts of the other. There are so many problems out there: external problems and the internal ones. Depression, suicide, bipolar personality problem, financial problems, family problems, etc. Some people look like they have a gazillion friends but the truth is that they are an island.

All I’m saying is Be a Light. Smile at someone. Anyone. Compliment her. Tell your nephew how amazing he is. Sacrifice a few minutes of that thing that keeps you so busy and call someone and appreciate them. Get off bbm and twitter and go and meet the person; have a life conversation. Conversations are the bestest especially when you have them without reservation. Ask the blind woman in your church how she’s doing. The list goes on.


We really don’t know how much time we have here. On earth. I want to know that I tried. I want to know that I contributed to someone’s happiness however long or short it is or was.

Be a light.

Breaking me!

On a good day, this is what breaking from depression feels like:

Finally God intervenes, saying :


Remember that my love is just waiting to enter your heart.

I’ve already created you in my image. You are already important.

You have everything.

I’ve laid down my life for you – held nothing back from you.

Open your heart more to me and let me give more of myself to you.

Then our love union can start to sing.


Amaechi: But There’s Never Enough Time.


I never knew you.

Except knowing you for less than a month equals to knowing.

We planned to have that conversation after class. The one where we get to share banter, laugh, enjoy expressions and dream. I always said I was busy or had to go away or something.  You always said when I’m ready.

You were one of the few people I always wanted to know more in the school. One person that I had fleeting but utterly interesting conversations with – the deep and meaningful ones I like. You seemed like that friend that would help you understand youhelp you be a better person: help you ask yourself those salient questions.

Your witty questions and answers that I never saw coming. You made me think a little more. Just by the short and quick conversations we had, facebook chat, and yes your smile. 🙂 your good dentition I teased you about.

Then you always sat next to the blind girl that always “contributed” in class. Only to you of course, causing you to have a ‘by force’ dual hearing ability. I always wondered how you could be so patient with her everyday. Choosing to sit next to her even when you could elsewhere and listen to the lecturers properly.

You were always that quiet and observant one. Always keeping to yourself. Never going out. You had dreams. Dreams that you wouldn’t share because I wouldn’t share mine with you.

I used to take days to reply your messages  just because; not knowing you were almost done here.

Now you never get to reply me. Now all I have are memories.

I agree that I never knew you.

But I liked what I knew. I liked what I saw.

I wish you God’s peace. Rest well my friend.

Of patience and Wisdom of Old.

In a beautiful sunny afternoon. You’re four years old playing at the back of the house near the woods. There’s Caesar, your spaniel chasing his tail. You’ve just seen a single flower (red rose) bright and blooming peeking out in the woods. You’ve always played at this place and never seen any flower before. You start walking as fast as your feet would take to get to the flower. Caesar comes along with you. You don’t stop when you hear your favourite aunt talking to you, telling you that she would help you with the rose. She has figured that you wouldn’t stop and intends to help you nevertheless. All you can think of is your lonely flower patiently waiting for your grasp. She is now shouting that you shouldn’t enter the woods but you ignore her again and run into it. Caesar is now barking and still tagging along. You are hoping to get it without any assistance and forgetting you are young and not as tall as your aunt.

You finally get to the tree but can’t reach up to the flower. So you keep trying and suddenly you notice you’re bleeding. The thorns of the rose has pierced your skin. Then you begin to cry. Your aunt has finally gotten there and she easily plucks it from the branch.

The story can be likened to Jesus. We keep looking or walking in a direction. He wants to help us and/or walk with us on life’s journey but we don’t stop and walk side by side with him. We most times ignore him believing that we can achieve everything all by ourselves. Then when we fall or are in trouble, we remember Him.

Beautiful Impressions is 1!!!

*insert your feel-good-song and share in the comment box*

Hi guys! It’s only been a minute or is it?

Happy new year! I hope the year’s been good for you? If it hasn’t, then there are many more months for that to change. If it’s been good then keep being grateful to God.

I don’t even know where to start from. All that’s ringing in my head is that this blog is One. It was actually one yesterday but I didn’t have the time to come here.

I remember deleting the other blog and telling myself that I would never write again. If you are a writer you know that these things don’t work like that. Writing doesn’t just go away. I found myself itching to write; to have this outlet, for my ideas and thought processes. Within a month of permanently deleting the other, I started this one.

I can’t say that I haven’t had the mind to delete this one. There have been many times. There are still those times but something keeps stopping me. It’s already a year after. It’s been more successful than I ever imagined. I must confess that I keep feeling that this blog isn’t all that or there are great writers out there and this one is bleh. Then I read this blog from someone’s phone blocking the fact that I am the writer,  it’s not supposed to work but it does and just reading it like I do many other blogs and I can’t stop smiling. Yes, I’m a writer and a good one.

If you may, share this blog with somebody.

I’m grateful to God for the mind he has given me to write most of these things here. I’m grateful to friends for their encouragement and constructive criticisms. I couldn’t have done it without you all. You are all awesome.

Now I wish I was going to say that I’m going to be here more often from today. But I can’t. School beckons everyday until August. Please remember me in your prayers. Just mention ‘lily’ in them. God totally understands.

To beautiful impressions!!!

Love and laughter.