‘I hope you’re happy. Because of you I changed my number.’ Naomi rolls her eyes at me. I don’t see it since her back is to me but I’m sure that’s what she’s doing. ‘You wouldn’t have to if you just gave him an actual chance.’ ‘This is neither the place nor time.’ Ruth says …
On one cold, cold night during the pendency of my studentship at the Nigerian Law School Lagos, I was having dinner at one of the many restaurants on campus when one of my female friends made a statement that did not go down so well with me. “If a man wants a woman, he must …
‘Muuuuuuummmy! Mummmmy!! Mummmmmmmmy!!!’ I’m screaming with all my might. My throat hurts but I can’t stop. What else can I do? How else can I wake mummy up? So long as I keep calling her, so long as I keep screaming her name and pushing her, I’m sure she’ll wake up. She just has to. …
You know, one of the identifiable hallmarks of effective communication is an encoding and decoding of messages. That is to say, when A sends a message to B, B receives the message, and his reception is made known to A, from which B decodes (understands) A’s message, and then encodes (writes/prepares) a reply/further message where …
‘Ruth. Where’s Naomi?’ ‘Oh! You know her. She’s off on one of her sexy lingerie “shopping sprees”. I roll my eyes and continue painting my nails. Peach is such a great colour on me and I love that I don’t have to fix my nails because of how long and beautiful my natural nails are. …
No one man should have all that power… If you’re a Rap Head, you probably know this line from a popular Kanye West song. Well, power has always been a concept that many think they understand and fully grasp. The few who believe that they have not fully felt its essence are the minority …
You know, one of my favorite Social Media pastimes is checking on people’s Fake Friend Radar. If you’re wondering what that is, I made that up (They say its Pedagogy by Extemporization. I made that up too). Anyhoo, Let me explain how it works. You see those lovey-dovey friendship posts on Social Media? Where someone …
Days pass and daddy doesn’t come home. The last time I asked mummy about him I was shushed. Not seeing daddy doesn’t worry me as much because mummy has been making noodles everyday for me. Also, I’m still mad at dad for what he did to me and mummy. It doesn’t hurt me as much …
People are still screaming in the streets, all the way to their homes as I type this. In Onitsha, of all places. Late in the night. Normally, people in my city at past ten in the night sneak under the shadow of the dark to their homes, lest they encounter the Princes of the Underworld. …
‘Yeah. I’m well aware what I wanted when I called you over.’ Over the years, I’ve come to accept what I am, the lifestyle I chose for myself but being told to my face what I am, what I do for a living, put me on the defensive. ‘Now that we’ve reestablished the fact that …