When did we stop being kind to each other? I have been thinking about this for a while and it genuinely saddens me. There was a time in this country when community meant something. When neighbours looked out for each other. When a stranger could ask for help and receive it without suspicion. When people smiled at each other and meant it. Something has shifted. The hardship has made people hard. The betrayals have made people guarded. The struggle for survival has turned neighbours into competitors and communities into collections of strangers living behind locked gates. And I understand why. When you are fighting every day just to keep your head above water, softness can feel like a luxury. Kindness can feel like a risk. But here is what I know. Kindness is not weakness. It is one of the most powerful things a human being can offer another. A kind word at the right moment can save a life. A small act of generosity can restore someone's faith in humanity. A genuine smile can remind a broken person that the world still has good in it. Nigeria is going through a difficult season. But difficult seasons do not have to make us difficult people. Check on your neighbour. Help when you can. Speak gently. Give when you have even a little. Be the reason someone believes that good people still exist. We cannot fix the government today. But we can choose kindness right now. When was the last time a stranger's kindness touched your heart? Tell us. 👇🤝
