What is happening here???

When I saw this picture

I remembered Kim and Kanye's picture which went viral awhile ago



hmmm, did Monalisa just take the walk of shame in that picture, hand on hair, face on the ground.
Lanre walking in the other direction, glasses in mouth, hands getting the botton of the trousers back in order.

Am I wrong, what do you guys think?

♥ Lara

My love for Ebgaland

Olumo Rock on Jan 1, 2009

There is something about egbaland which calms my soul.
There is something about those rocks which that set free the bird in me. 
This city holds many memories for me.
"My first birthday"
"I met my first boyfriend in the city  and so many others"

My life has always been split between Lagos and Abeokuta. As a child I was always mesmerized by the huge trees along the Lagos-Ibadan expressway and always looked forward to the holidays. The trips to Ibukun cinema, gateway hotel and cultural centre to watch the latest movies back in the days. When my best friend decided to settle in Egbaland back in 2003, I knew that I would always have a reason to visit Egbaland.

The moment I stepped into Hyderabad, India in 2010. I knew the only reason I could call that city home was because of the memories it brought up in my head.

Now I know why re adjusting my life back in Lagos has been so difficult. I want or rather I expected Lagos to treat me as Abeokuta does. Even though I am a born, breed and origin of Lagos, I am not one of them. Lagos never feels like home. Suddenly I see and realise, home has never been Lagos, home has always been Egbaland.

1 year birthday with my cousin

Someday in future, I shall own a home and probably settle down in Abeokuta
Dear future hubby, kindly take note

My name is Khan

I met the man I wrote about in the post He is an Imbecile on Femmelounge the night before I watched the movie, My name is Khan. The moment I saw Shahrukh Khan's character, I remember the man I saw the night before. To answer Myne's question on the post, I did correct the wrong notion the girls had and enlightened them more.

The Boston recent marathon bomb blast reminded me of the era we live in where innocent lives are lost and the aftermath effect of the actions of these vicious people. Terrorists continue to strike in the name of religion and the ordinary man, not even remotely associated with these groups, is bearing the brunt. It also reminded me of one of the messages of the Bollywood movie ‘My name is Khan’ which was released in 2010. My name is Khan (It's Khan, from the epiglottis not `kaan) is a fascinating love story with a world-shuddering event as a backdrop.

The movie chronicles the life of Rizwan Khan (Shahrukh Khan), a Muslim man from India who suffers from the Asperger's Syndrome, who sets out on a historic journey to meet the United States President, when his world takes a flip over after the September 11 attacks. Mandira, his wife on the other hand tries to cope with her grief and come to terms with the new religious-divided reality.

The movie begins with Rizvan on his way to meet the President of the United States. He wants to tell him, “My name is Khan and I am not a terrorist”. This film goes in flashback to show us why Rizvan feels the urge to do so. Rizwan, a Muslim boy with Asperger's syndrome, growing up with his mother who had no idea what was wrong with him and a jealous younger brother in the back alleys of Mumbai. The most important lesson she teaches him is that there are only two types of people – the good and the bad. He joins his brother in the US following the death of their mother in the US and sells his beauty products as part of the family business. He meets and marries Mandira, a Hindu hair dresser who is also a single mother of a boy named Sam despite protests from his brother and eventual cut of family ties between the brothers. Their fairytale life came to an end after the September 11 attacks and the safety of their lives just like that of all Muslims around the nation is threatened. The future of the Khans was threatened following the death of Sam; Mandira was unable to deal with the grief and blamed her husband’s religion. "He died only because his name was Khan, Mandira yells and asks Rizvan to leave her. Rizvan is confused and upset that the love of his life had deserted him. To win her back, he must embark on this heart-breaking and inspiring journey to inform the president of the United State that his name is Khan (representing Islam) and he is not a terrorist as requested sarcastically by his grieving wife. As an asperger’s syndrome sufferer he takes everything said to him at face value and does not understand someone can say something and miss something else.

The film is packed with scenes which move you to tears: 9/11, post 9/11, hysterical Americans, hurricane Katrina which was all twined together by a man with a good heart. I love the angle with which the director executed his message, a Muslim asperger’s syndrome sufferer, who believed in a good world. My heart bled when Rizvan was arrested for terrorism when he was finally close to meeting the President and he was taken to detention. I don’t know why it took the people so long to realise the man could mean no harm. The tears started for me the moment Sam was injured and his friend, Reese just walked away.

The movie takes no sides, while showing us the actions of the Muslim extremist, also letting the world know that not all Muslims are terrorist. The part where Mandira blames her husband’s religion for her son death is one of my major reasons for not supporting inter-religious marriages. It is in times like that religious affiliations are tested. I just kept saying in him head, what if you were a Muslim, would you react like that.

In my mind, ‘My name is Khan’ is unquestionably one of the best films rolled out of Bollywood ever and well worth the 162 minutes of my life. SRK totally lived his character he was exceptionally brilliant, his body language and expressions were on point. No one could have done that role better than he did. Kajol as Mandira was also a beautiful choice; she cried her heart as a true mother would out to get justice for her son’s death. The movie is not your usual Indian movie love story, it not only entertains, it captivates ones attention...blink and you miss something vital. If you are a Bollywood lover and you think you have seen it all, then you need to watch this movie if you have not. If you have seen this movie, share your thoughts.

♥Lara

Liebster Award

I know I am so uber-late in post this...well, better latter than ever and thank you all for the award. Unfortunately I shall not be following the rules as I am sure almost everyone has received the award anywhich way...so sit back and enjoy my answers

Ani’s questions :

What is the most random thing you have ever thought about?
Life on mars

Justice or mercy? Why?
 It depends on the situation...sometimes an eye for an eye might be the best solution

What is your top favourite memory of all time?
 2011 birthday

If you could, what would you do everyday without fail?
Teach...even though I shy away from it, I know somewhere in my DNA, I should be a teacher.

What question would you like to be asked?
 Do I like to sleep? I sure do but nobody seems to be bothered about knowing that.

Tomi’s questions
The one that loves you or the one you love, which would you prefer and why?
Definitely the one that loves me...simply because his love for me would help me grow my love for him...shikena

What is your everyday routine?
Since I am jobless at the moment, 80% sleep, try to read few pages of any book I am reading at that moment.
Who is your best musician and why?
Celine Dion...that woman just knows how to get it and all her songs are classics.

What’s your must-have for the day?
Right now, water....I need to hydrate the body.

What’s your idea of a perfect day?
A day spent with very good friends doing fun things or photowalks...none of that have I had lately

In the midst of her’s questions:
If necessary, glasses or contacts and why?
Glasses, since I am kinda clumsy, I just would not want that mistake of hurting my eyes in the process of removing the contacts.


If you met the PERFECT guy, and he was shorter than you (let’s say 2 -3 inches) would it matter?
2 inches maybe not but 3 inches would get as e be since I am also on the short side...no to “ikeregbe” children

If money wasn’t an object, what would your ideal job be?
Teacher... ...even though I shy away from it, I know somewhere in my DNA, I should be a teacher.

What’s your ideal number of children?
Biological 2 at most 3 but if my idea of adopting children works out I would definitely would love about 5 children in all.

If you could speak any language, what would it be?
Arabic...It sooths my ears and some of the men are hot.

Enjoy your weekend people.

♥ Lara