MY STORY MY LIFE

Many years ago while I was growing up, there is this thing that had dwelled and remained irresistible and incurable in me. Many have given it all kind of printable names, but the fact remains that the spirit has taken and occupied whole of me. A day without manifestation of it is like a day without food.

Only handful of my close friends know about this thing, often times they make remarks that it is speaking volumes in me. Though deep inside of me there is no context, it is true, but is dying I cried out.

My doctor says it is incurable. Now, to several pastors and priests, they said it ain't a spiritual thing. What! I cried, it is haunting and driving me crazy. They have suggested that I should nurture and develop it that I have a future in it. But what is the name of this thing, they all called it writing talent.

Now, you have known it, let me have you say. I hope I have thrilled and saved you the suspense. Also your constructive criticism, suggestion and advice are all welcome. Drop your say now. Thank you and remains blessed