On the 26th October 1986, I can’t remember the exact time (truth be told, I never knew the time), I was covered in blood and was crying in one hospital in Igbara-odo, Ondo state. I came just as every normal baby does. Today, it’s been 25 years on.

25 years on, my home has moved from Igbara-odo, to Ikogosi, to Akure, to Otun, to Okemesi, to Lagos and several other places. 25 years on, I have been a wayfarer.

25 years on, I have lived in different parts of Nigeria, from Ondo state, where I was born, to Ekiti State, my state of origin, to Lagos state, where I spent the greatest part of my growing up, to Osun State, where I had my Secondary and Tertiary education, to Ogun state, to Oyo state, to Enugu State, to Abuja, and to Kaduna State, where I served. 25 years on, I have been a Nigerian.

25 years on, I have been within the walls of several schools, from St Michaels, Okemesi Ekiti, to Alaafia Primary school, to Tenderland, to Mivara to Imola to St Anthony (all in Lagos) to FGC Ikirun, Osun State, to the Obafemi Awolowo University, Ile –Ife, to the Nigerian Law School, Abuja. 25 years on, I have pursued knowledge.

25 years on, I have enjoyed parents and siblings who watched my infant head till now and watched my back while I made progress. I have also had friends I loved but who didn’t love me in return, I have had friends who loved me but I didn’t love in return, I have also had friends who I loved and loved me. 25 years on, I have been blessed by friends and family.

25 years on, I have known peace, joy, love, I have also known pain. Mine has not been the best of life, I have had disappointments. I have done things I wish I hadn’t done, I have had things I wished I did and some things I wished I did differently. It’s been an eventful journey, anyway. I have failed, I have succeeded. 25 years on, I have been human.

25 years on, I have been down and I have been up, I have fallen and I have risen, I have been wrong and I have been right, I have hurt people and I have been hurt. 25 years on, I have been real.

25 years on, I AM THAT I AM has showered me with HIS love, I have met Christ, the Holy Spirit has been my help and friend; I have had the privilege of being redeemed by God, to have loved and fellowshipped with Him. 25 years on, I have known God.

25 years on, I have made some achievements and I have many more ahead of me. Ahead of me lies my best. Today, I feel like one standing on the brink of the ocean. 25 years on, I am just starting.
All I can be,
Is way beyond the boldest of my own guts,
Truly, all I can ever be,
Is way beyond the chiefest of my own thoughts.

Beyond my wildest imaginations,
Beyond my feeble being,
Are HIS revelations,
Of all HE wants me doing.

More than I think I can ever be,
HE is ready to make me,
Just do as I bid, HE tells me,
For I alone know all you can ever be.

Today is my 25th birthday and you should be happy for me. It’s the first day of the rest of my life. And here is to the next 25 years of my life.

P.S: This was planned to be the first entry in the “Diary of a wayfarer,” I penned it long before 26th October, long before “When I am weak” the usurper. Lol. I, planned uploading it on the 26th of October, 2011 in commemoration of my 25th birthday but… its coming two weeks behind schedule.

4 thoughts on “25 YEARS ON

  1. I can’t express my joy in ever having you as a friend. You came along when I needed you most.
    All novels have been read, the internet explored and all sources of knowledge rummaged, then you came with your originality and brightened my day.
    ‘Seun, I haven’t known you for long, but the few days I’ve known you, you’ve been the bomb (kind of Boko Haram). You have shown me that I can make it through thick and thin. You have shown me that one’s age doesn’t determine the amount of knowledge at his disposition. You have encouraged and acknowledged my little bits. All these you have never said, but deep in my heart, I know the feelings exists. Your writings seem directed to me most times.
    So, as you celebrate your birthday, I wish you love…. and joy…. and peace…. success in all your endeavor, grey hair and a celebrated old age.
    Happy birthday in arrears.


    1. Solomon, thanks for the wonderful comment.

      Yes, I believe that one’s age does not determine the amount of knowledge at his disposal, Job 32:9 says “Great men are not always wise: neither do the aged understand judgment.” And, I appreciate your ‘little bits.’ I also believe in your future.


  2. Honestly,reading two of your works has shown me that first impression matters A̶̲̥̅̊ lot,kudos brova I know you are going places.I hope you won’Τ̲̣̣̥ reject my offer to co-author A̶̲̥̅̊ book in the nearest future.


    1. Thanks for the wonderful comment, I really appreciate it. I can’t turn down the offer to co-author a book with you because that will be such a great privilege.

      Thanks for also being the first official follower of my blog, I was glad when the the blog admin sent that notification.


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