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Her muscles began the second round of begging for forgiveness, this time they sang the names of the gods of her fathers and mothers asking them to forgive the sins of her ancestors. It couldn’t just be her own sins she was atoning for as she pushed them with such cruelty. Continue reading →

Being His Spec

Earlier today, I saw a thread on Twitter about being your spec’s spec. Then an extremely hilarious post by Victor Daniel about breaking up with a person who has a great looking ex, brought back two sets of memories. The first was about a man, an old friend and the second is about my little cousins. Continue reading →

Till You Turn To Wanderer.

One of the easiest and surest ways to annoy me is by making sweeping, derogatory statements about ‘Nigerian Youths’ around my space. Nigerian youths are lazy, unemployable, unmotivated, unserious or whatever other adjective you want to use, keep it to yourself.

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Nigeria, My Beloved Country.

“I know a lot about my country

I know a lot because I care

I know a lot about the people

I know a lot because I’m here

Nigeria my beloved country

Working together is the key

Nigeria my beloved country

Her future is you and me.”

This song holds strong memories for me, the title is Nigeria my beloved country and the singer is Funmi Adams

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