BUNMILOFE'S MUSINGS

Barrister Solomon Dalung is the honourable minister of sports. But that is not his claim to fame.  He became a household name when he decided to re-christen our beloved nation United States of Nigeria as opposed to the Federal Republic of Nigeria we have all come to accept and love. Perhaps he was attempting to send a ‘let’s unite’ message to the different states in the federation, who knows? But this post is not even about the US of N, that is water under the bridge. On our drive to work this morning, uncle bae and I could not help laughing out loud when @Jimidisu commented on the capabilities of Dalung as an honourable minister of the federation. Among other factors, uncle Jimi was concerned about Dalung’s dressing, completely convinced that no one will take Dalung serious as long as he keeps dressing like that. True or False? I decided to find out, and it seems like Uncle Dalung actually has a unique sense of style- his beret and conductor (as my father likes to call that shor

How did we even come about a day for celebrating jollof rice? Did some extremely busy diplomats ever hold a meeting to discuss the importance of this meal and separate a day unto it? Perhaps its influence in West AFrican unity and inter-country relations. Everyone knows I am a huge jollof fan though, so I have no complaints. Just wondering. For me, jollof rice is a ready reminder that the race is not to the swift or the battle to the strong, time and chance happens to them all. I mean, picture fried rice and all the preparation that goes into it. It costs more to prepare and is sometimes reserved for special occasions. Jollof on the other hand is easily accessible. People do not have to think twice before making it and it requires only the basics. Yet, it enjoys widespread acceptance, unwavering loyalty and total love from all and sundry. I know lots of people who do not particularly appreciate fried rice, but i have hardly met anyone who will turn down a plate of jollof. That j

Hello people, It's been a while. August has been so full. I have been so busy, especially in my brain, just going through the motions ticking off items on my to-do list. It has not been gloomy though, just busy. I missed two weddings I so looked forward to attending but my parents visited and I had a great time retreating at the couple's clinic (watch out for a post on this). I have also had the privilege of housing my pretty sister who is the subject of this post. You see, she just recently clocked sixteen. And it is amazing to watch her live her sixteen year old life. Her topmost worries fluctuate between 'Post Jamb screening', 'data for Whatsapp', 'something mummy said', the songs her friends like and all these boys who won't leave her alone. She is forming philosophies and picking out nicknames, trying to decide what her style is and pursue her passions. I like that she is purposeful and passionate, interested in making money as much as