The Charisma Report

The day I turned 45 was the worst day of my life. I wish things never turned the way it did.  My birthday was all festive at first. There was plenty jollof rice and pepper snail, my robust friends on laces and matching gele. King Sunny Ades' life performance with melodies that seep into one's brain got me all flirty on the dance floor with my makeup covered in happy sweat.  The typical owambe (party) I planned in my head weeks earlier. Down the line, I knew something was not right. Every minute that passed, I would push my way through the crowd to use the restroom. On my way back, I'd peep through the keyhole to my son's room begging him to open up. He never did. He stayed there all day. Let me bring you up the speed. My son, Dayo's birth was quite different from the norm. Unlike other newborns, he smiled at his first contact with the new environment. He didn't cry. When I saw he had crossed eyes and a weird smile, I felt my heartbreak. I knew he was deformed in...

  Have you been at that part of your life when nothing ever seems to be making sense?  I have been there several times,  wallowing in self pity,  self doubt,  sadness,  pain and everything you can think of.   You know that moment you start doubting all these motivational quotes flying about ? I even started doubting if there is need for hardwork and if prayer really works.  Most times I just look at myself and I feel like I don't have any talents or maybe I am just not meant for greatness.  Other times I just want to lie in bed and do nothing whilst allowing the whole feeling to consume me. How did I come out of it?  I got to know that the universe is not for weak people.  The more I stayed back doing nothing but feeling sad,  so many persons were rising above status quo. People becoming successful.  Then I had to make a mental reevaluation,  where I came to the conclusion that it is just my mind playing tricks w...

More than seventy percent of the world's population have not come across the word 'unconscious repressed memories'. Fifty percent of them might have experience it but are ignorant of the fact that what they have experienced is called unconscious repressed memories. For both parties, this piece of information will help a lot. This is a sensitive psychological topic and it's awareness is very necessary because someone close to you might be a victim. Before you can address unconscious repressed memories, you have to acquire a basic knowledge of it. Repressed memories can be either conscious or unconscious or maybe subconscious. The last two being that the person does not have full awareness of what he or she is doing. According to the article of Lawrence Patihis and her colleagues from the department of psychology and human behaviour, University of California, repressed memories can be said to be something, so shocking that the mind grabs hold of the memory and pushes it u...

 Friendships are life assets and are so important. It is not always okay to be alone. We all need a little help sometimes that only humans can offer. Having a friend or best friend in your life is one of the best feelings ever. Great friendship validates your existence and boosts self-esteem. I'll explain better on this as you read on. Before I proceed, I'll like to give my say in an interview I watched. This celebrity was asked about how she achieved so much in life with all the success, she responded that it was all her doings. All she needed was God and herself, no friends. She concluded that she is self-made. I thought about her response and didn't entirely agree with it because it's not all about that. Now, this is not to negate her response but to correct a myth — No one is self-made. In this context, I'm facing a real-life setting, the physical world. Of course, God helped her, but he is not human. Humans need fellow humans to survive and exist. It's a si...

  Talented musician Harry Jay teams up with Gsix Dikeh to give his fans this sensational and fantastic music tiled, “Sleepless Night,” on his birthday. The song is what you need at the moment to brighten your mood, check it out below and share your thoughts. DOWNLOAD MP3

        Mama and I exchanged glances. There was an awkward silence. We watched as Papa pressed his cell phone against his ear, all he did was to say yes twice and nod. The call ended, and he heaved a deep sigh, I knew he was in a Dilemma.  “The bus leaves in 10 minutes, they will soon be here to get me.” He said to no one in particular. I simply turned my head away. My instincts don't lie, he won't come back to us.  “So, they cannot wait till the weather is better?” Mother asked with furrowed eyebrows. The rain had stopped but it drizzled at that moment. Awkward silence again, the birds taking full control of the atmosphere. “Okay...sit” Papa waved to our old leather brown cushions. “Please” He added. I pretended to not hear but at the same time, caught Mama's eyes. Those eyes though, they speak for her so well. I reluctantly sat, still looking away. His big ted talk was the last thing I needed. “Listen, I understand how both of you feel. This was sudden bu...

White screen staring right back at me.  I'm not sure how to react. I summoned all the willpower in my head and nothing seemed to work. It's one of those days where I am not sure what to write. I want to tell a story. I want to inspire, yet I don't know where to begin.  Writer's block is something every writer experiences so I wouldn’t feign naivety. It is also on those days I respond either by using it or going with the flow.    My day started off with enthusiasm. It literally kicked off on a good note. I was called for the morning prayers and instead of my usual turning in for the second round of sleep, I laid my bed and got ready for the day.   The tailors ship was the first stop. Ankara patterns are some of my best pieces. Imagine 6 yards of material being crafted to your imagination. It always blows my mind how people design pieces and make it manifest on the actual material.Enough of the Ankara love. After trying out some pieces I had ordered, my mum, siste...