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…
Oloture and sex trafficking; we’re all complicit-Tara Aisida
I recently watched MO Abudu’s new film Olotore said to be inspired by the work of an undercover reporter Tobore Ovuorie who in 2014 published a report titled “Inside Nigeria’s ruthless human trafficking mafia.” The film comes highly recommended, it…
I have HIV and my father said to keep mum from mum
I am normal; I look normal, I do everything ok and yet I am HIV positive. I didn’t know about my status until I got admitted into the university. I attend a private university in Nigeria where you have to…
Life is a leveler joo-Tara Aisida
When you think you have it all figured out, it throws you a curve ball and you stand wondering at how finite you are and how you are so not in control. I have become more reflective with age and…
Call me wicked if you like, but I have left my brother and his wife at the hospital to suffer!
My younger brother is a lay-about; he was spoilt rotten by our parents because he came out as the last born. Our parents didn’t discipline him the way they did us, so he has ended up spoilt, entitled and generally…
After Covid-19, we may have a mental health pandemic. Are we prepared? – Tara Aisida
I don’t know about you but when I drive or walk down the streets in the city I live in , I tend to look at people’s eyes and wonder about their history and what is going on in their…
From a crying baby to a mogul, I am proud of my friend
Our paths crossed many years back at a secondary school Ijebu ode; we were in the same class. I was the class captain of my class and even after we left school, my mates call me ‘Kaptain’; in short many…
Our daughter is missing but I just wish she is dead!
She went missing shortly before the lockdown. She had a habit of going missing for days but somehow always found her way home, though of course in all of these ‘missings,’ we would usually send a search party out and…