Alter-neck top, black as it can be. Outdone only by her brown skin, skin so smooth with the glean of a good furniture. And if the floral pants – that hugged her narrow behind a few inches too tight – could pass for style. Well, yes she was a sight. And just when you thought, […]
So folks have been talking about feminism and atheism and I have been here sipping my Redinny Zobo and Ipanu Chops me that I cannot fight before. I will not say anything, all I want to tell you is my favourite scene in the film, 300. When Eran Iya Osogbo came asking for “Earth and […]
It wasn’t easy adjusting to the fact that NYSC allowee no dey show again. I was restless and the post-campus blues was hitting real bad. I thought it was a good time to learn something new while I waited to get a job, so, I signed up for French classes at Alliance Francaise. And from […]
You will not believe what I witnessed over the weekend. I went to the market that fateful afternoon to buy fried rice tins. Dasow one fateful woman stopped to buy plantain in the shed next to mine dragging her fateful daughter along. I didn’t really pay them much mind as I focused on the aboki […]
I was a quiet little girl who loved to dream. I loved my space and books long before I understood the consequences of ignorance. I lived in my imagination and it was really beautiful in there. From those pages, I visited the four walls of this world. Curled up in one corner, I’d stir at […]
So you think folks just started shaking tables in this era of accolades. Hell no!!! Folks have been shaking tables since Bible days. History would call this one “The Last Supper”, the apostle’s last meal with their beloved Mentor. But supper they did not eat, it is table they were shaking kura. Guess who was […]
I made a curious observation at a-year-old birthday party quite recently. Babies born in this era of accolades don’t cry during their one year birthdays as much as we did during our era. Why? I asked. The answer is simple; they are selfie natives. Every day is a holiday, an excuse to be vain and […]
This is one of my favourite stories in the Bible. Why? Well, I’ve always wanted to lead a revolution even as a child, the type that tips the scale of Justice in favour of the oppressed. It reveals the human society in its truest form. If you’ve ever been judged, look closely, you might just […]
Childhood was paradise; pretty, proud and free. We floated through life and drank our fill of heaven’s best. We seized the hands of time and dragged him along for a lazy stroll. We will live forever. Our happiness sealed with God’s own hands; we were sure of that. But paradise was a lie. Time slid […]
When they dinnor swear for the new king, osiso, King Dairus made Daniel one of his personal persons. And when he saw that Daniel did not come to count bridge in Babylon, he made him his right hand man. He seeks Daniel’s opinion on every subject – stock exchange, real estate, labour law, migration policy. Other times, all they talk about is waist pain and dandruff, because they are buddies like that.
Daniel did not waste time to fit into his new circle. He bought a few suits, learned a few tricks and soon he was the “Wolf of Wall Street.” Daniel was the biggest deal in town. On Instagram alone, he’d gained 5 million followers in three months from Judea, Asia, Africa and the utmost parts of the world. But you see, bad belle people are everywhere; and Daniel will kuku not lick someone’s ass so his breath doesn’t smell of shit. Aseyin wa, aseyin bo, dasow bad belle fell into his own shalanga o.