Of Choices and Necessary Radios.

Yesterday morning, I braved the now inevitable traffic to Aguda, Surulere to get my hair done by the woman who’s been plaiting my hair for nearly ten years. Because my hair is thick and springy and my scalp is ridiculously tender with a negative pain threshold, getting my hair done elsewhere is nearly unthinkable as she understands how to handle the strands and how to comb it without causing excessive pain.

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Offended Not.

When I turned 15, I got a diary for a birthday present. It was a slim book with black covers and I was enthralled by it. I religiously recorded everything which happened to me in the tiny spaces between the lines. I had forgotten about the diary all this time, until I saw a post on Facebook yesterday about using a gas cooker for the first time and I remembered how my diary died.

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Hand Washing Palava.

I saw a very interesting article on the National Geographic Magazine about a doctor whose ideas on hand washing was scorned for decades. You can read his story Here. In the wake of Corona virus being declared a pandemic and as the death toll rises, his story gains a greater urgency and poignancy. His name was Ignaz Semmelweis. Continue reading →

Saul’s Rock… 1

This year seems to be running on a different time scale, I blinked and seven days have already sped by. How has your year been shaping up? Great, I hope.


I’ve decided to be more serious with this space in 2020 and one of the ways I’m going to do that is committing to a posting schedule that ensures that I create content for the blog on set days whether I like it or not. I have to admit that I giggled a little when I wrote ‘create content’, I will write a whole blog post on what I feel about terms like that, maybe it would be the next post. Continue reading →