I was young, about14 years, when I came to live with my uncle and his family in Lagos. I was the poor relative they were helping to get an education, in return, I was to serve as house boy; I…
My parents are Muslims; they’re hajj performing faithfuls that have been slaughtering rams every year during Sallah for as long as I can remember. But there was this year that something happened and they didn’t. My dad comes from a…
What else are we going to call this new improved, cleaned up and rejuvenated Chidinma? Have you’ve seen the video of Chidinma, looking lovely, innocent and un-killer-like? If you haven’t, just scroll down, the video is down there. Chidinma is…
I am the proud mother of two adult children both having crossed the rubicon of 21 years and although I am amazed when I look at my children, both being taller than I am and living largely independently from me.…
Last week, they were talking about the story of a woman who was beaten to death by her husband because she refused him sex! That woman was one of us here in the market, she used to sell here. Some…
…pondering on what it means to forgive and forget In my final year in secondary school, I stayed in a small room with three roommates. One morning, while running late for class, I started looking for my sandals. I searched…
I’m one of those skeptics who never believed outlandish stories; where one’s dad would be sleeping with one’s friend or mum sleeping with one’s husband. I just never truly believed it could happen or even happen to me! But it…
As far as the Nigerian government is concerned, Sunday Igboho and Nnamdi Kanu are the enemies of the state who must be caught and jailed for treasonable offences! Both IPOB, (Indigenous People of Biafra) and Sunday Igboho’s Yoruba Nation have…
…thoughts on giving and receiving gifts I am almost certain there is not a single soul on earth who does not like receiving gifts. Whether it is a birthday or anniversary present, or a random “just because” gift, the thought…
I first learnt of quarving from my then teenage daughter. She had come home from school complaining that no one had quarved her and seeing my puzzled face, she explained that it meant being given a gentle slap on the…
