Abortion! That’s the word bugging me right now. Some call it murder. Others call it a procedure. I’m not here as judge, you see, nobody died and made me judge. Abortion is a thorny issue, whether intentional or not, it’s…
Sometimes, I’m Mrs. Clueless – Peju Akande
I don’t know how to read signs, be it on the road, on peoples’ faces, even the weather. I just don’t know how to tell these things. So, I would often go out to places and end up shivering while…
I love parties, but shayo na bastard – Peju Akande
I love parties. Must either be the Lagos in me or my Yoruba-ness. Either way, I enjoy the loud and boisterous atmosphere; everyone dressed up to the nines; old friends meeting again, long lost cousins re-uniting, families coming together to…
A toxic relationship is like acid in the face – Peju Akande
If you’ve ever seen the victim of an acid bath, the image never leaves you; the grotesque head, now shiny from loss of hair and layers of skin eaten up by the hot liquid; deep calluses on the hands, (probably…
This election should just come and go – Peju Akande
The frenzy with which Nigerians are handling the forthcoming election is quite unprecedented. So much that I did not feel like making any contributions towards the elections; enough has been said on the subject already, too much, in fact. Now,…
In this Lagos, you can’t lose weight in peace – Peju Akande
I’m a foodie, azin I love eating, not cooking o. I’m adventurous with food, too. When I travel, I don’t pack garri, or fufu or ogbono, like some people I know, I go all out to eat the jazziest food…
My son, marriage is serious business – Peju Akande
My dear son, listen to your mother and your marriage will be happy and long. Marry class, love will come, in time. My son, open your eyes, shine it in fact and look for a good woman with a good…
