Logos Blog

I had never experienced the day stand still. Right now it did; gracing me with one last opportunity to think this act through. But what exactly is there for me to think through again other than how life has been so foggy and hopeless-which was the chief reason why I was standing on the chair with a rope, knotted firmly to the ceiling, looped around my neck. So I pushed it away: my one last opportunity to act like someone who is sane, or better still, what was thought to be sanity. My state would be considered insanity, but the level of insanity would not give me the jump I needed; the strength I needed to do away with the chair and finish it like I wanted to some hours ago. There was no getting down from this chair, no backing down now. All I needed to do was to push the chair aside. I saw it as being determined, but others might see it as stupidity and stubbornness- mama especially. Why was she coming up at a time like this? Sweet, amiable and easy-going mama. How many times ...

It was my last option, the only option at the moment; at least, so I thought. This is definitely my ticket to freedom; freedom from the encumbering situation I was a prisoner to. It is said that there is “always light at the end of the tunnel”, but I guess mine is something different from a tunnel because I have been in it for what seems like a lifetime, and there is not even a ray of light showing up- no salvation. My case is surely more than rainfall, since sunshine, they say, comes after the rain; I look up to the sky above me and it does not seem like the azure sky has any smiling sun suspended in it for my life. So I launched into that thought. At a point in my thought, I was afraid if I did not take the “one and only” action, I was going to remain in my misery forever . I needed to be free! I deserved to be free from Mr Edward’s bias actions against me and my result. Human resource management was the course he handled for 200 level students in the department of public adm...

"Sometimes your joy is the source of your smile, but sometimes your smile can be the source of your joy." ~Thich Nhat Hanh . Have you ever wondered why the word SMILE came into existence? A lot of people seem to be burdened with the problems roaming around them that they let the act of smiling depart from their faces. Have you ever wondered why the word "MILE" is formed when you remove the first letter "S"? I want you to imagine the letter “S” in “smile” to represent the word “Smoothen”. The Merriam-Webster’s dictionary defines a mile as "a great distance". Combining both we have the sentence “Smoothen a great distance”. People frown when they feel sad, and they feel sad when they believe their path is not working anymore, or worse still, very rough to take. By smiling, we help them see a better chance through that same rough-looking path. By just the act we can move ourselves and people around us through a great distance; a great dista...

Lecture halls can be very annoying at times. These days, students crave for the slightest opportunities to forfeit as many lecture meetings as possible because of the boredom being experienced during lectures. The uninteresting meeting can affect both parties greatly, that is, the lecturer and the lectured. On one side, you have a lecturer trying to pass information to a set of listeners that are barely ready to listen to him or her, and sometimes a good number of them are fast asleep. On the other end, there is a set of listeners that had lost focus on the lecture at hand, and are being distracted by the slightest form of distraction in their milieu. Once, I was sitting next to a student in a seminar organised for students. While one of the speakers was busy passing his message, my neighbor, the student, was busy sketching a picture of the speaker; having lost interest in the speech being given. I suppose the student has lost quite a lot of things doing that. Nevertheless, ...

My name is Jeremy. I graduated top of my class in high school and was voted “most likely to succeed” by my classmates. It was fun being in school; I took part in every area of my  school life both in academics and extracurricular activities. Though I did not know how to play football like some other guys, I loved the sport and most things about the sport that an average guy might not know even though he plays well; this made me close to most guys. I was good at athletics and girls loved me for my physique. I was the man of the people and am just sixteen.             “Mehn! I’m sixteen and still young and have the world at my palm, any mistakes I make today, I would still have much time to correct them.” These words kept running in my head and that gave me hope that one day I would eventually get to where I want to be, after all, I’m most likely to succeed. I graduated from school with big dreams, so big...