Same Stars

Moving from Nigeria, there were a lot of things I expected to be different and many things I was going to leave behind but a few things followed me. They were not the traditional clothes, shoes and other little accessories my little suitcase could withhold. They were the stars.

Back in Nigeria, I would sit outside with my grandfather from dusk to the late night and I would pretend I were making a wish. There we would point at the sky, he would tell me folk tales and I would learn a thing or two about life. It was fun.

Now I am in a new country where sky scrapers obstruct most of the heaven but my favorite correlation, the three stars in a diagonal, are still there, stalking me.

Even though most things in my life has changed, I am no longer that little girl but a grown woman and have no time for star gazing, I always feel at home when I see them because then I know that somethings will never change. 

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Looking up

 

On the train, street and even school, I would look at my peers but they all would have their heads buried in their smartphones. They are working down the streets and their ears are plugged with headphones, driving down the lane and their cars are booming with loud music and whenever they get the chance, they text.

What happened to listening to birds singing or reading a book? The nostalgia for the natural world is real. With spring hailed by the high degrees of pollen in the atmosphere, the warm temperature that melted all the snow and the switch from the cone of scarves and thick jacket to flat and short sleeves, the world outside is endearing, beautiful but artificially populated.I would wake up in the morning, not to the sun rays creeping into my room but to the shadow cast by the tall building beside my house. I can really appreciate the golden horizon of the sunset because there are telephone wires infiltrating the perfect skyline and buildings obstructing the distant view. 

Well is not like it will really be missed since no one bothers with nothing but the LCD lighted scre

Sunset in the City

ens of technology. Nature’s nemesis.