Mustapha is a liar and there will be no aljannah for him! He claims to be my boyfriend? Aunty, I don’t even have a boyfriend, I have never had one and if I did, I would settle for someone that…
Fake visa landed me in trouble but Baba God had other plans
Unlike many people who have sad stories to tell about their times abroad, I had a rather funny experience when I decided to move abroad. In telling my story, I am not trying to belittle any one or make other…
My wife is a thief, abeg let us say it as it is
My wife is a thief, let us say it as it is. And this her stealing has caused me untold shame and embarrassment in the area where we live. First, she started by stealing from me. In all the 26…
My friend’s mum was not my first but she taught me bad things sha
I was in my second year at the university when I met this friend; he is half Nigerian, half Zimbabwean. He was born in Zimbabwe, schooled there a bit before his parents relocated to Nigeria. My friend’s name is Tendai,…
It’s time to stand up and be counted-Tara Aisida
If there is one thing I hate with a passion, it is injustice. I have never been able to see injustice and do nothing about it even if it means merely speaking out. I have a deep rooted belief that…
My brother went for #endsars, now we can’t find him!
My brother has been missing since yesterday 20-10-20! We don’t know where he is. We don’t know whether he is dead. We don’t know anything. He told us he was going to take part in the protests at Lekki and…
#Endsars: My sister was raped by the motherf@#@#$%!
We won’t stop the protests until something concrete happens! My sister’s story is a story we had been banned from sharing; yes we share that she was a victim of police brutality, but we never share the part that she…
#EndSars protests: We must stand with the youth! – Tara Aisida
The first protest I can remember witnessing was the “Ali Must Go” protests. I was in primary school and after school , we were dropped off at a family friend’s house at Ilasamaja where my mother picked us up after…
Ahh, come and hear my sad yet lucky experience with SARS
There are too many stories to tell about SARS and their brutalization of young Nigerians. Here is my own story. I was right in front of my house when I got picked up. It was one of those lazy days…
My nasty SARS experience!
I joined the protest to #endsars because I was a victim of their brutality! I am glad they have finally been disbanded but this is my story! I am not even a youth, well, I won’t classify myself as a…