Musingsbyzaram

I have come to observe how slack people, in the midst of a crowd or in a group, react when faced with situations that require urgent help, especially as a result of what they think would become negative effects to their image or person. When you see someone bleeding out from the chest and  unable to move after getting impaled while rushing to work, what would be your immediate reaction? Would you think, "Tough Luck! Let me just go my own way because I didn't see anything" or would it be impossible for you to move on without trying to help? Mind you, this person has an immediate need which he cannot acquire for himself - immediate medical attention. Such assistance may be incriminating for the "good Samaritan" as the hospital would likely hand you over the authorities. Thus, being helpful in this instance becomes risky. In groups, people are more predictable when dealing with these situations. Usually it is understandable that most people already have a lot

I love saying that I'm a Lagosian; at least staying in Lagos earns me that privilege. However, I just realised that it will be more apt to call me an Ibadan girl. Regardless of the bad stereotypes about Ibadan people, I have come to love and consider the beautiful city, characterised by its brown rusted roofs, as home. Before my official entry into Ibadan, it never really occurred to me that there was a city like this in Nigeria. Of course I knew it from the state and capital recitations, but it just never really registered in my mind (you know the way Jigawa or Gusau exists but you may not give much thought to it, because you haven't really considered going there). It's quite embarrassing now that I had such condescending thoughts about Ibadan even though I had once been to the city on a short visit to my uncle's place (his children were my favorite cousins at that time). Save for my uncle, I really did not know anyone in Ibadan then. My entry into Ibadan wa

Review of The Book Thief by Mark Zusak AUTHOR- MARK ZUSAK PUBLISHERS- Random House Inc( Originally published by Picador 2005) PAGE COUNT- 1031 I had a hard time reading this book at first as a result, it took me almost three weeks to complete. Now, I really cannot say why but I must begin by commenting on how good the book is. I had, prior to getting the book (as an e-book on Any Books app), seen the hardcover pictures on every picture of timeless books on Instagram. I even heard the book had a movie adaptation ( I am yet to see it though). All these made me really want to read the book. You can then imagine how excited I was to lay my hands on it. I am glad to have actually completed reading the book. Here’s my review: SHORT SUMMARY The book starts with the Death, narrating events of countless deaths and how in the course of its work, it met Liesel Meminger, when she loses her brother on a train. Liesel is put in the care of Hans Hubermann, a housepainter, a

I must begin by letting you guys know that I DO NOT ENJOY BLOGGING WITH BLOGSPOT ESPECIALLY TYPING DRAFTS VIA THE APP. Twice now, I have made drafts that mysteriously disappeared. I am not pleased. That said, HAPPY NEW YEAR. Yesterday, I wrote a draft on the lessons I learnt in 2018 and a brief summary on a post I wanted to do about the ongoing Merger/Acquisition of Diamond Bank by Access bank.  I would no longer be writing about these things. Kindly excuse me...just blame blogspot.😐😑 It is a new year. And as with every new year, we make resolutions and plans and goals and many other things. Anyways, I do not intend to dwell on resolutions exactly. I began this year with my plans already made as far back as the first week of December. Nonetheless, I didn't know I'd be sliding into a young man's DM to shoot my shot🙈 on the very first day of the year. It was fun while it lasted (at least for me). You may want to ask if the shot was well fired...truth is, it wasn&#

I've been thinking about how best to start this post. And of course, I've pushed off making the post until today. My delay was not just because of the fact that I haven't exactly had the time to sit and type up or post but mostly due to the fact that I already made an entire blog post on a different subject and it mysteriously got wiped out.😭😭 I didn't even know how to start all over. But here I am, making a new blog post on what is my new blog site (I mistakenly deleted my previous blog on WordPress and also lost all its contents). The one thing that's pushed me to even start all over is the fact that I have missed blogging. And I don't want to be that "blogger" who used to "blog". Now, to the post. I was recently reflecting on my life and the fact that I need to start making money fast as I would soon be off the "pocket money" life. ☹️☹️ It sounds scary already and I still have a year plus (law school) before that chain stop