An African Countess' Blog

I was stuck in traffic the other day and some drama ensued on the other lane (Lagos is synonymous with drama, by the way) . A commercial 'danfo' bus driver ‘pecked/brushed’ a ‘nice looking’ car and you already know… Grammar started and of course, the traffic situation there got worse... As soon as it happened, the driver of the commercial ‘danfo’ bus, jumped down and flew to the boot to obtain a bottle of ‘brake fluid’. There’s a general belief around here that brake fluid can ‘erase’ any scratch on any car. So, the driver profusely dabbed 'Oya Dab'  the brake fluid on the dented area and was mindlessly spitting some half-minded  ‘oga sorry joor’ in between the dabbing ; the Car Owner continued speaking Grammar.  I don't know how it ended, traffic eased up on my lane... When my Be n ze s arrive, I will buy a  koboko elenu mefa   and a ‘camo item’ in each of them, as they arrive. 'Koboko elenu mefa' means ‘horse-whip with six tongues/finger

I am aware that Bro Makaveli, Mummy Maya Angelou,  and Sister Onika Maraj had had one or two things to say about this topic, but so do I now . Have you ever felt so deeply unhappy and insecure? Feeling as though the weight of the world rests on your shoulders and you’re losing your balance? Until about 4 days ago, I’d not slept in over 2 weeks (I had a few winks of sleep here and there…but I know a good sleep when I have one). My blood pressure was high. My immune system was bailing on me. I was very unhappy and insecure. I was in a position I don’t like to be: I was vulnerable.  If you know anything about me, you’d know that I like to have things figured out and to be in charge of ‘the situation’, but this time I was facing a situation I was so lost and clueless about. I don’t like to be broke, but I was brokenly shatteredly broke… Somebody said “you don’t look broke. You can’t be broke” and I said “AMEN” (may we never have to LOOK broke) . Anyway, on top of all that, I