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Posted in Mandarin Musings with tags , , , , , , , , , , , on November 22, 2013 by O.S-Hughes

Lagos living Today, some 50 odd years ago, a great man was shot dead.  Another great man & prolific writer died. As a Kennedy and an almost C.S Lewis  aficionado, I join the rest of the world as we remember two greats JFK and C.S Lewis.

Since I last wrote, it seems the thought of death hasn’t been far from my conscious mind and it’s almost as though the moment my heart begins to heal and focus on other themes, another person exits the scene and yet again death is brought back to the fore.

It is a universal truth that death will come. It is the “how” and the “when” that most people are unsure of.

If you got the chance to view my mental pin board, you would see in my mind, clippings from various magazines, ideas I’m still to birth, places I’d love to visit and people I’ve been inspired by and would love to meet. Near the top left corner of the board you would see pictures of two inspiring people: Chinua Achebe and Margaret Thatcher [ Random fact: Iron Lady, resigned her post as Prime Minister on this day , 23 years ago.] . These people excelled in their chosen fields, the stories of their countries cannot be told without the parts they played. Their deaths did not come as a total shock only because these greats were already in their vintage years. However, no matter how old a person gets, it’s always sad to see a loved one go. I was even more sad, because I never got a chance to meet these greats.

There are those deaths that  creep up on you, the ones we least expect. June came and I received word of Aunt Bea. Where do I begin Aunt Bea’s story, do I start with her sense of style,  or how she could expertly  turn any frown into an instant smile, there was never a dull moment with her. Few people have a heart of gold forever putting others before them. Aunt Bea was one of such people, she lead a life of service. She was passionate about Jesus and sang beautifully.    Aunt Bea was a hard worker and one day collapsed whilst at work. When she was revived she got ten days off work to ensure she was back at optimum before she resumed. Just before she was to resume work, she went to church dressed as elegantly as usual  but this time with extra umph. She looked so radiant and each step she took you could tell that this was someone busting at her seams with gratitude to God for His mercy. He had sustained her and given her a new lease of life. As she took the stage with her family, smiling from ear to ear, she  said she had fifteen songs to accompany her testimony but because of time she’ll cut it short. As she began to sing there was a loud bang, it took a few seconds  for all to realized the sound was from the microphone falling from Aunt Bea’s hand as she fell into a comatose state. Her last acts on earth would be to begin a testimony of God’s goodness to her.  As I sat at the wake keep ceremony and watched on a screen the last minutes of her life replayed for all to see, I began to wonder about my life and what would happen, if  I died that very moment. What will my maker say to me? Would He be pleased? would I have achieved the purpose for which I was created? I sat there and listened to the accolades that poured out, Aunt Bea was the same at church and at work, bubbly and full of life. She had a regular 8-5 whose closing time almost always exceeded 5 and sometimes ran into late hours of the night. Yet she found time to lead the choir and the women’s fellowship. One question popped up in my heart , What excuse would you give God for not devoting more time to doing His will?  I thought of a few, but none of them held water. I came away feeling ashamed. Aunt Bea’s sun had set and this was a timely reminder for me that  one day my sun will set too.  The words of John 9; 4b  ring so trueee “Night is coming, when no man can work.”

In mid July while I was still taking in Aunt Bea’s passing and chiding  myself for not giving enough of my talent, myself and my time to others. I heard Aunt Yebode had gone too. I was in complete shock, there are no words to describe the feeling, she was beautiful inside and out. One afternoon, I bumped into Bola Krafts’s post talking about THE First Bola Krafts Cares Project. How she knitted the most adorable items for babies in intensive care,you can tell from the pictures that all items were done with love. [from what I could see she also has an 8 to 5]   for details of the first Bola Krafts Cares project click here   and here Classic example of using her talent to bring smiles to the faces of others.

August and September went by like a blur. There’s a certain aliment that often plagues me and during this period the episodes of this aliment occurred more frequently than ever, I had to be hospitalized for a few hours on two different occasions to get me back on track.  One September morning a few sick leaves later, I was on the way to work, when news of Oyewunmi filtered in. I was not close to her, but I always saw her at family functions and we would greet cordially and play catch up. Hearing that a familiar face had just died from an aliment that plagues you can send you spiraling out of control. I was lost in thought too many times , thoughts like, “that could have been me” popped up without invitation, they were always lurking…

Some of you may remember my previous post September This September was a little intense than others. I missed him more than ever.

October came and brought with it a sense of peace and hope, I had been given another chance. I remember two Octobers ago I was petrified at the thought of adding another year, because to me my life was not where I thought it should be and things were not  going according to my plan. Lets just say that this year I had on a quilt of peace, no anxiety as to what stage I am at or whats not happening yet.

This peace came from the understanding that ALL things [ every single thing that happens to me] will work together for my good.- Romans 8;28. When doubt tries to rear its head, my heart whispers the words of  Jeremiah 29:11    “For I know the thoughts that I think toward you, saith the Lord, they are  thoughts of peace, and not of evil, to give you an expected end.” I’m learning to Let Go! it’s quite hard, especially because there were certain  things I had already envisioned and  had no doubt in my mind they would fall through the way I had planned and hoped.

November always brings with it newness. I think of November as my new year, I particularly reflect and identify the areas in my life that need a positive change. I set a few goals at the beginning of the month and I’m hoping I stay consistent till the end.

Aunt Bea and Bola Krafts have jointly inspired me to find my talent and give more.  I also realize giving is not limited to money or gifts., these are easy to give and sometimes require no extra thought or effort. A person can give of their time and of their essence , take a few more minutes to decide what gift will greatly benefit your intended recipient . Another Season of Love is almost upon us, Lets remember to give more as we also put extra thought to the reason for this season.

My prayer is that when I stand before my Maker I would have used up all the talent deposited in me.

Speak soon.

Mille Bisous!


Photograpy by Lumi Morgan

Battles Within!

Posted in Mandarin Musings with tags , , , , , , on August 1, 2012 by O.S-Hughes

Keep reading to find out Why! ….


Hi There !

Please listen to the Sound Tracks  for this post  –

from the album Battle Studies by John Mayer

– Assassin.

– Edge of Desire.

– Friends, Lovers or Nothing. 

Copyright infringement laws have prevented me from uploading these songs.



I apologise for disappearing, I seem to be getting good at it.

I have actually missed sharing my thoughts with you. Lots & lots to catch up on….

Its been a roller coaster these last few months. Let’s just say This Year I have Learnt Plenty! & its the first time in forever I’m not in a hurry for October to arrive. I feel like I still have a whole lot to learn & achieve before the 17th. Like there’s still a lot of chiseling, re-moulding to be done by the Ever Faithful Potter.

I’ve learnt that not everything needs a revival. Some things  [feelings,Friendships,Projects] need to remain dead period! In this regard I’m talking about past Love, there is a reason they failed in the first instance, oh and both parties involved have to admit that there are issues to begin with.  If you cannot resolve “these issues”,  there’s sure as hell no need for a revival. Can I get an Amen?

The One who caused the Raging Storm from the post “Acting”, finally noticed that love doesn’t live here no more. He was shocked at how someone once so smitten could transit to Iron Lady. I like how he showed his un-cut Human Nature. He wants to continually have access  but not commit. Shows over your highness! Adieu!

I have been battling with the idea of secrets among besties and how we seem to think that it’s a necessary evil. we believe we are doing our besties a favour by protecting them from the Heart of the Matter. My stand on this issue has always been No one has the Right to make a decision for another adult (even if u think its in their best interest) without their express permission/consent. Especially where the situation directly concerns them.

If it doesn’t concern you. It’s not your business!”

It becomes a little dicey when you are the person being lied to.

And in another scenario you are on the other side shielding the truth from the light of day.

This is where integrity steps in…..

My writer from the post “Entiche Effect” just did his  “mo mi mo e”  normal me would have been in a strange place at the thought of this union! Truth is some things are better left imagined, in most similar situations people don’t measure up to their imagined half. So As always I wish him the very best. Bisous mon ami,  nous reste encore de grands amis. Au revoir My would have been Christian-Ologun S.-Grey.

Lately my heart & head have engaged in an intense battle that makes no sense at all!

My heart picks up on little things that matters to no one else, reading meaning into gestures that seem to come naturally to a certain person. My heart has perfected the art of blurring  the line between “friendship” and “The desire for much more.” .

My head on the other hand isn’t buying into any of these assumptions of the Heart, as hard as the Heart may try to make a compelling case, The rest of Me ( Head, Spirit & Soul) insist on more proof. So rather than wait on the Heart for more proof we pray this daily “Heavenly father, please make Us aware of what is especially important for Us to invest time in right now. Thank you that you care about every aspect of my Life”

Let me not fool you, there are days the Heart’s argument seems like it holds enough water to feed the needy, but that’s  just want it is, feeding the need of the Heart with the things that it desires.

Never mind that this certain person is always there to brighten my fairly constant gloomy days… He’s my go-to-guy for an instant pick-me-up.I’ll confess he’s  found the balance between telling my heart what she wants to hear and my head  the Naked truth. its so upsetting ….

O, That I ( Head, Heart, Spirit, Soul)  may be able to constantly Separate Substance from its Shadow.

Only time will tell, who emerges the Victor!

À bientôt


random; John Mayer happens to be  my almost -birthday -mate.

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Random facts about Olatanwa ♥

Posted in Cinnamon Coated with tags , , on March 29, 2011 by O.S-Hughes

I have a thing for 1940s glamour and I secretly wish i was born right after the great depression…an old soul trapped in a young lady’s body….

Speaking of old  i’m a sucker for Nigerian oldies..Oldies in gerenral give me a classic from Bobby Benson,Victor Uwaifo, King Sunny Ade, Eddie Okonta, Ebenezer Obey, Onyeka Onwenu, Victor Olaiya , The Great ‘Fela Anikulapo Kuti  [who by the way was also born in October (15)] …  ” Sam Cooke” ,  Nat King Cole , Lionel Richie , ‘  Stevie Wonder ‘, “Ray Charles” ..

i love words (spoken,written,unsaid sung)… these are the windows to a person’s soul.. a pathway to all that lay hidden. My love affair with words started long ago. I used to act in high school… I wish there were more Theatre houses in Nigeria… Stage Plays `sigh`   the power of delivery…there’s this… je ne sais quoi  about stage plays that leaves you feeling like you’ve just experienced something truly authentic and full of depth

This reminds me of one  of my favorite movies of all times All about EVE(a 1950s classic starring Betty Davis, Anne Baxter, Celeste Holm, Thelma Ritter)….Praised by critics at the time of its release, All About Eve was nominated for 14  Academy Awards (a feat that was unmatched until the 1997 film, Titanic) and won six.

i’m a big big Jane Austen lover… i have watched “Pride & Prejudice”, ‘Sense & Sensiblity‘, ‘Persuasion’  “Mansfield Park” and “Northanger’s Abbey” a kazillion times….  i love  Fitzwilliam Darcy popularly known as Mr Darcy (a character  from Pride & Prejudice)  & John Willoughby (a character  from Sense & Sensibility)

i also love reading Rukky’s Frocks : The problem with finding love in Lagos ( a link to one of her articles) Let Me reiterate i love Rukky Ladoja… reading her articles gives me joy.. even though i have never summed up the courage to tell her in person…(yes i’ve seen her at LPM  & even at IcecreamFactory)

anyways beneath are links to her writes ups i love best

Rukky goes on a first date

The Awful Truth

I love flavours…they add variety & that needed umpth..

I love colours….they give new meaning when ever they are introduced….

I have a strong sense of style (even if i say so myself) i’ll choose accessories over a new outfit.. accessories are the glue that hold|tie it all together..presenting a perfect picture (perfection is relative)

Women who inspire me besides my “mothers’ [yes I have two] are;

– Margaret Thatcher [ also known as Iron Lady & born in the awesome month of October (13)]

– MBD ♥ ♥

– Jacqueline Kennedy Onassis  [ also known as Jacky-O]

– Audrey Hepburn

– Grace Kelly  [Her Serene Highness The Princess of Monaco]

– Efunjoke Coker

– Helen Prest Ajayi.

I prefer writing in lower case

I love all the kinds of peppers that exist…ata rodo,yellow chili,cayenne pepper,black pepper,green pepper,white pepper,Pink peppercorns….I loveee breakfast food, like I can literally eat it all day everyday. At the thought of my signature pancakes my stomach does a back flip..I love to spoil my palate with decadent delights..Sweet, Savoury or Spicy!

I’m attracted to smart people … as I’m quite certain it wouldn’t be hard for a smart person to keep my interest piqued. 

I do not know how to flirt (Straight Face)  i”m  told that  the essential equipments of a Lady’s Armory are wit, charm and an ability to flirt… i’m currently reading these books  “Why Men Marry Bitches” by Sherry Argov.. i quite like its sharp-witted tone…  and “Flirting for Dummies’ by Elizabeth Clark …. I”m trying to get my hands on ‘The Rules’ by Ellen Fein… (be a sport and wish me luck)

Most importantly I love God! He is the center of my being.. I often stray because of my human nature.. He loves Me enough to pick Me each time I fall…

Welcome to Olatanwa Seni-Hughes’s world!

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