Blog - November 2, 2017

Day 2 : The November Happiness Challenge

Hello guys. In accordance with what I promised yesterday, today we will be having a happiness story from a blogger.  Her name is Deborah Akingboye and she blogs at Debwrites Before we move to her post, We have another Sponsor and I am particularly excited about this one because she really is doing something I am excited  about.  Her name is Tara and she is into Naturals : Organics and Spa. She has been able to carve a niche for herself in this area and what she does is really commendable. The business is called Tara Bauer Organics and they are all about healthy alternatives. They have a Natural hair salon, an organic Spa, Healthy Kitchen and an Organic Manicure, Pedicure and Nails  ( The whole hang , really, told ya all she does commendable stuff). She will be giving these yummy packages to our readers and I sincerely wish I could win the bridal package for myself.
  • Organic Exfoliator and Rose water
  • Bridal Spa Session
  • Vaginal Bath
They can be contacted via their Instagram page @tarabauerorganics and Whatsapp 07069066083.  They are based in Ilorin but that isn’t a worry because they are available to travel!   Now to Debs’ Write up:   Happiness is when what you think, what you say, and what you do are in harmony. Mahatma Gandhi Happiness is relative. What makes you happy? What do you consider happiness? My happiness routine comes mostly from me reliving my past. When I think about what I have manage to live through the years and where I am now, I am forever thankful and happy. I’m going to share a story that happened to me as far back as 6 years ago. Prior to when I was going for my Youth Service, my kid sister got admission and I was to go with her to the school and assist her with the admission process. It was a tough one because her name was on the first list which came out some months back and she wasn’t there to show herself. As a result of this, the admission was cancelled. So I was directed to this lecturer and that Oga and that Dean, it was really stressful and I almost advised her to give it up. We were just lobbying round and round the school not sure who to really ask for help. Eventually, this man offered to help. I think he was the Head of a Department or something. You know when you are a fresh graduate, there’s this pride that always come with it…more like a drunken state of mind that makes you wanna misbehave. I’m sure I was clearly overdressed each day, playing the fresh graduate-big-sister role. After plenty back and forth, we manage to sort her admission wahala…all thanks to this HOD. Before we went back to Lagos to prepare for her final phase as a student and to move fully into the hostel, Mr HOD asked me what I was doing and I told him I was waiting for NYSC deployment. He told me the school needed a procurement officer. He said he actually head the committee. He wanted me to come in as one. He explained that he would introduce me to the suppliers I’d purchase from, and I’d do the delivery at a higher rate and we’d split the returns. And he also offered to help me work my service to the State, and I’d serve in the school. You all have no idea how happy I felt that day. It was like the best news I’ve ever heard all my life. The fact that I’d land my first job in a tertiary institution without any form of interview. Immediately, I called my parents and they were so excited about it. Fast forward to weeks later, I followed my sister to resume with my luggage bidding Lagos farewell😁 I even moved in with her to the hostel. That evening, I notified the man I was around in the hostel. He felt bad that I had to stay with undergraduate in an ‘uncomfortable room’. So, he told me he has booked a room for me in a hotel somewhere. To cut this long gist short, he sent a driver to pick me and take me there. That he’d check up on me later in the day. I was living the life. I was alone in a cozy room in a 3-Star hotel, well so it seems. I tried to call my ‘jambito’ sister to come and join me to enjoy the ‘life’ but the network in there was a mess. And then Mr HOD came in. I tried bringing up the job but he wasn’t going to listen. He came with a bottle of wine and I told him I do not drink. He tried so hard to make me change my mind telling me, “It doesn’t kill at all. It has no alcohol.” Good thing I’ve gone out with the guys and I know how to check the alcohol percentage on a drink. I did check and imagine my horror when I saw 17%, I’m sure I’d just pass out if I try to just sip. After the refusal, I tried sleeping as I was super exhausted. This was after Mr HOD made it clear he’s sleeping there too and I had nowhere else to go. I don’t even have an idea where I was. I tried calling my sister but I still couldn’t call out. The night was a struggle. We fought and struggled and screamed and fought. He wouldn’t let me sleep in peace, he obviously wanted sex! Good thing I went to bed fully dressed but it was such a terrible night for me. I ended up hiding in the bathroom all night. Praying for the day to break so I can leave the place. At least I had some cash on me and would find a taxi that will take me away. He banged on the bathroom door but I did not open. And as soon as it was dawn, I listened to be sure he was snoring and I hurriedly dump all my stuffs into the bag and ran out. I returned to Lagos that same day. Thank God say I never go church go do testimony! Every time I look back at my life now and think of these experience, I can only thank God. What if he had succeeded in having his way, I wouldn’t be able to forgive myself for been so gullible. I learnt better and I know better now than to trust strangers or even known people with myself and solitude. On gloomy days, I laugh at myself over the stupidest thing I’ve done and how it could have become worse or better. Today, I want you to relieve those days you’ve done something ridiculous or try to take a decision that would have cost you a lot and be glad it never happened. And if it did happen, be thankful you are here. Write it down, reflect on it. Tell a good friend about it and talk about the lessons you learnt. Your past does not define you, rather it’s a stepping stone for you to become more and be better. The only way to find true happiness is to risk being completely cut open. Chuck Palahniuk, Invisible Monsters I leave you with these ‘smily’pictures :   That’s it guys, Debs wants us to Relive a moment and if you don’t mind, tell us about it via the comment section. Please share the link for this Challenge with your friends on different platforms, let us run this journey together. The Yorubas say : KarinKapo, yiye nin yeni which means it is very honorable and gracious to walk in multiples. I’ll be back. BOS    

Comments (17)

  1. November 2, 2017

    Oh my aunty debs! Such a wonderful writter, I admire her alot😘😘😘😍😄.

    Why do human being find it so difficult to help people without expecting something in return? I’m happy you made the right decision.

  2. Rahmart

    November 2, 2017

    Some people won’t help you if they won’t get anything in return. What a cruel and crazy world we live in. There is always something to be thankful for everytime even though I’m not there yet ,I’m always happy and grateful that I’m progressing.

    I’m glad She did the right

  3. Shay

    November 2, 2017

    Sadly, we’re now in a world where someone’s niceness should be suspicious. I’m glad you weren’t hurt. Lesson learnt.

  4. November 2, 2017

    I just wish we can live in a world where people won’t expect anything in return for being nice,like people being genuinely nice.Thank God you were able to overcome it…..

  5. Aramide

    November 2, 2017

    Nothing seems to be free in this world, you were really lucky.

  6. Vivian

    November 2, 2017

    Awwww i almost got lost while reading the stories……some men will always be men…
    Nice story…..something like this happened to me back then when i was seeking admission, after two yrs diploma was asked to wait one yr b4 direct entry but i wanted it quick instead and opted for jamb for 100lvl i dnt even mind. But during the admission process, wen tribalism set in….igbo? Hmmmm ur admission is in trouble until i met one castrated lecturer like that that opted to help if only i can let him have me.

    My deat i taught of it and was like how can i start the school by slping with a lecturer? Hell no. I left and lost the admission. God so kind i got a job with Gtbnk to while away the one yr……later got triple admission including direct entru that i had to make a choice.
    So glad i never gave in to the man because when i finally got admitted, i discoveref he was an ordinary photocopier in the sch premises……😆😆😆

    • November 3, 2017

      Just imagine. Almost every lady has one story or the other about sexual harassment. It is totally gross.

  7. F

    November 2, 2017

    It’s crazy how people want a woman’s body in exchange for every little favour. Sigh

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  9. November 3, 2017

    Gosh, this is so beautiful. The lie people tell though, bow can you lie yo someone about a job and have her move over only yo have your way with her. Wolf!

  10. November 3, 2017

    Awww, thanks so much for the opportunity Tolani…

  11. Monsurat

    November 4, 2017

    Sigh. People that won’t help unless they are getting something for it need to go. Smh. So sorry you experienced that Debs. *hugsssss

  12. Desola

    November 6, 2017

    Just like Debs wrote, the past truly defiant define us. If we all wear what we ‘ve been through in the past you will surprised at what some people will have on.

  13. waliyulah

    November 7, 2017

    Those who take satisfaction in taking advantage of others in the guise of offering assistance are assured the wrath of God unless they repent. May the Lord’s protection never leave the vulnerable.

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