On getting there, I could tell someone was very sick or they had arranged the place to pass that message. My son didn’t feel comfortable there, I could tell that too. We walked into a very large glass room and I saw his mother. Hale and hearty as I had guessed. We talked for a while and I was ready to leave. I turned down the refreshments. You don’t eat where you know you can’t close your eyes to sleep (I came up with that!).
They called it young love. They said we didn’t know what we were doing. That we didn’t know what love was. It pained me that no one could see how real it was. He’d reassure me that when we got married they’ll see then. We’d win then. They’d learn.
And to us, Fela was the trailblazer, proof that you could forge your own path and be whatever you choose to be and that you don’t need to limit yourself to society’s restrictions, that being different is not an ailment.
Many are all too aware that the sacrificing of Minister Adeosun was only but a convenient tool in a seemingly fixable rupture. There are just too many instances when the government would have carried on indifferently.
On the first premise, doing a Nigerian all-time eleven is not a day’s job. Without a lot of doubt, football has ranked as the most popular sport in Nigeria since her independence, at the very least. Nigeria’s first Olympic gold medal came in the brace forms of long jump and football at Atlanta ’96.
Who is a woman? She is Hannah, focused, full of faith; she knew what she wanted – she said to God, “give me a man child and I will give him back to you”; powerful enough to determine the destinies of her generations unborn.
14 Days of Valentine
This is a series of fiction and opinion pieces themed around Valentine's Day. The stories will cover various genres ranging from action and horror to comedy and tragedy. This special promises to be funny, warm, steamy and even scary so don’t miss it. We’re pretty excited too. P.S. All resemblance to actual Yoruba demons, however uncanny, are purely coincidental and unintentional. Do not forget to share your thoughts
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