Nigeria my beloved country…

Now, who remembers that song by Funmi Adams? Well, I do. It has been almost 5 years since I left that country and the time is drawing nigh to make a return back to my beloved country after completing my mission here in the UK. But why do I have this nagging fear/discomfort/anxiety?

When I think I have made up my mind to go back home, all I need to hear of is another kidnapping, no electricity, bad transport system, bad roads and so on and immediately, my resolve weakens. What scares me the most is clicking on a link online and having to wait for the system to load up, having to iron clothes in advance because you’re not certain there will be ‘light’ when you need the clothes and there might not be diesel in the generator. The thought of a decent pair of shoes costing N20 000 is rather scary too. I see the way people dress to cinemas in Nigeria and I just long for the simplicity of slipping into skinny jeans, a simple top from H and M, flat shoes, throwing on my good ol’ ever faithful jacket and voila, myself and 4 other similarly dressed friends are good to go!

In Nigeria, everyone seems out to impress and prove to you that they have more than you. UK is a leveller (to an extent). We all get on the bus. We all use the trains. We all go to Primark (even if some claim it’s only to buy socks). However, in Nigeria, the dividing lines are all too clear. There are simply no middle grounds. You step into a room and instantly, you are assessed and the result of that assessment determines the manner of treatment you will receive: whether to be treated like a leper or like a king. And how exactly is this assessment made? First, your shoes are weighed on a scale. If they are pointing to the sky from being well-worn, then you are tilting towards the leper category. Next, your clothes are examined. The more designer-ish they seem, the better for you. If you are a lady, there are two things that willl compete for third place: your bag or your hair. Nowadays, I hear that your decent black bag from River Island just won’t cut it. The league of the kings start with at least a DKNY. Then to the hair, woe betide you if you have on Amigos or Darling Yaki. Your place is the leper category is firmly confirmed. Your hair has to have come from a human being’s head be they from Brazil, India although Peru will be preferable.

All these have made me sceptical about going back home. Why can I not be judged solely on my capabilities? Why should having a father in high places mean the other girl gets a job I am more suited to and qualified for? Why can’t I seat at home to watch a movie without the fear that ‘NEPA can take light’ any moment?

The truth is this: I could go on and on moaning and complaining but until I arise and at least attempt to make a change, I have absolutely NO RIGHT to complain. It is time for young Nigerians abroad to start seriously considering taking that bold step towards Murtala Mohammed International Airport. UK did not get this good from all its citizens running off to ‘greener pastures’. There are many more opportunities home than away…at least long lasting ones. There are jobs which promise you growth, opportunities for self-employment, you have the chance to live around people who care, the weather is not harsh, people don’t give you fake, one-second smiles, kids don’t get rude randomly to their parents and smoke in the streets, you don’t have to worry about work permit etc.

You could complain about security but really, where in the world is absolutely safe? We don’t hear of teenage killings in Nigeria as we do here. Moreover, crimes take place everywhere. I think it is high time we woke up and made a change as the youth of Nigeria. Let’s water our land for due time, we will reap the rewards…

Here is a brief slideshow of what I miss and I’m looking forward to seeing again in Nigeria…

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My fave oldies. Had to do some digging guys!

The original post can be found here.

That’s all folks (for now)

Temiville.xoxo

0 comments

  1. hmmm…I certainly understand ur fears/anxiety…I also am very impressed with ur resolve to return to Naija and make ur own contributions to her growth/development…I just can’t say that I’m ready to take that step yet…all the best to you though.

    Gurl, where did u dig some of these oldies out from? Iyogogo, ahaye yaro, mo gbo ipe, and gbe agbelebu re? waoh…thx for finding these.

  2. Temi,

    Sincerely, I love you for this write up. I am one of those that strongly feel so lost in this so called UK, if not for the sake of the book. Light or no light, water or no water, sincerely naija offers us a lot more than we can possibly get elsewhere if only we can stand our ground on vital issue especially as regards our governance.

    Go girl, I dey follow you as soon as I finish mehn… cant wait to have a feel of all those oldies myself.

    Cheers!!!

  3. Hey! I’ve been following your blog for a while now, but never commented. I wanted to comment on this post because I know exactly what you mean about moving back to Nigeria. I’m also planning to move back soon once I’m done with school and all..also have the same fears..but no matter what, Nigeria will always be home. You remind me so much of myself especially with your music choices! That funmi aragbaiye song brings back so much memory!

  4. Lovely write-up…..

    I was the opposite…i was actually looking forward to coming back home but i’ll be very honest there were times i felt like running back to England cos i missed having basic amenities such as light, good roads, effective TRANSPORT SYSTEMS, Tesco, Asda,Boots….I could go on and on…but i realized i need to make a difference (even if its in my own little was at the local govt during cd), i need to be an agent of change, and running away wont bring that change and difference i seek.

    It will get better but we need to persevere…..my fear though is that there is a huge % of youngsters coming back with the mentality of “getting a share of the national cake’ but i am confident that even if its only a handful of us who are willing to be upright n do goodly and Godly things all will be well…. 🙂

  5. Now, i will not agree with the view on assessing you have expressed. Of course, it does happen, however, one need not to worry one’s self about it. ‘Tis all about the crowd one interacts with but, much more importantly, ’tis all about how one sees (& values) oneself.

  6. lovely peice. I am so looking forward visting naij and then maybe in few years settle down to make a difference (If God keeps me alive till then). However, staying in naij permanently is going to be a massive move, but we’ll see, it is in God hands. I really want to make a positive impact ( I aslo believe in self development) equpped in the necessary areas to make a change. It is well, may God continue to raise zealous men and women of God in this generation that will fight for justice, fairnes, freedom and honesty.

  7. Awwww memories…. I miss niajer…. it is a nice country with great people. Greed, dishonesty has really manipulated men for a long time in niaj. I pray God will convinct them of their ways so niaj can be great for our generation and the next.

  8. These songs are soo cool… nice work for digging these up… it is pure memories. I cant stop listening to them…… THANK YOU AND GOD BLESS U…

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