A lone bike man breezes past with his cranky screeching okada. The afternoon is quiet save for the children who are belting out rhymes at the top of their voices. They probably have a teacher like mine who sneered at you or hit you if you weren’t singing loud enough. The scorching sun beat down …
“You promised! You said that you were blinded with your love for me and that you’d do anything! Even when I was skeptical at first you’d promised you’d always be there” she said between tears and hiccups.The one she’d left all for was going to leave her hanging. All the promises meant nothing, all the …
I laugh anytime I hear people say fat is just a word, and not an insult. I laugh in orobo. This post is prompted by something I read few weeks ago on weight and being fat in Nigeria. Now, fat is not necessarily a bad word, but it also is. Why? Because of what the …
The heat embraces us immediately we exit the bus. We cross the road while my mum and aunty speak rapidly about how busy the market will be. The first thing I notice is how the UBA building stands out as a landmark in the market. We don’t make it past before we’re assaulted by a …
As we stand to buy tickets, a woman picks her nose absentmindedly unaware of the people who have time to stare. “The queue is long oo. Before anyi e nweta bus nta- before we get a bus today” my mum says to my aunt and I. We move to the line of sweaty bodies who …
Are you running on pure vibes and inshallah? Are you the one who doesn’t really have a plan? Why am I in this situation with you too? Don’t you miss when life was simpler? When every question was a yes or no answer? This post is in no way here to inspire you. It’s just …