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.
Wednesday and I were never friends, and I had my reasons. From kindergarten to secondary school, the only time I had proper secular education was when I went to Unilag. Mrs Peters, the proprietress of Philomena Nursery and Primary School was a devout Apostolic Faith woman. So every Wednesday like this, we all sat in […]
This time years back, my mum would take my sisters and I to Eko market and buy us “ready-made” a.k.a imported dresses, knee-length white socks, konkon shoe and other paraphernalia of Yuletide. We’d elbow our way through the pressing crowd, momentarily getting missing, as my mum tore through the crowd, screaming “omo mi omo mi” […]
I grew up thinking the creation story is the scariest story ever told. Nothing beats the horror of imagining the tangible emptiness, gross “darkness” and formlessness, as “the Spirit of the Lord hovered over the face of the deep” had an eerie effect to it. At least my Sunday school teachers did a great job […]
Many people don’t grow up. Most people age. They find parking spaces, honour credit cards, get married and have children, and call that maturity. What that is, is aging… Maya Angelou. Maya is one author I know that communicates common sense with such philosophical depth and clarity. And as with everything she says, these quote […]
Set in the idyllic Greek island of Kalokairi what with the delirious blues of the Mediterranean sky and sea, whitewashed houses and the spectacular hues of the setting sun as fun-loving characters pick their ways through rocky paths.
This fantasy takes us to the heart of Donna’s rustic resort called the Villa Donna; her struggles as hotelier and a single mother. Unknown to her, her daughter, Sophie (Serfield), a 20-year-old bride-to-be had discovered Donna’s (Meryl Streep) old diary – along with the identities of her possible fathers.
Small squeaky sound like this, they do face like something I’m not understanding then an incoherent “hian”. My punishment for coming to the library late. And after 5 minutes of not being able to secure a seat, I settled into the seat of one egbon that “stepped out jest now”, yeah right!!! Some people should […]