One Sunday in February 2016, my father and I were sitting in the parlour of a house in Chevron estate while our host talked about the petroleum industry at the time. The man was a retired deputy director at the Department of Petroleum Resources and a really brilliant and kind man. He spoke about the problems looming in that sector, accurately predicted the price jump of petroleum products that would take place a few months later, even giving the time range and the price range the pump price would float at. It was then I knew for sure we were in serious trouble.
The story of the Kaduna boys I shared days ago reminded me of one of the saddest stories I have ever heard/read. It also happened in the Kaduna state.
Some days ago, a video surfaced on major news sites about a group of boys in Kaduna who were making sci-fi short films. These boys from humble backgrounds, armed with a rickety laptop and knowledge obtained from Youtube videos were able to make videos with decent effects and green screen tech. See story HERE
In a Zimbabwean village, a woman was caught in the act of congress under the duvet with a man who was not her husband. Simply put, she was caught having sex with another villager while her innocent husband was going about his daily activities. Continue reading →
I had an uncle once, he was my mother’s cousin actually. He was one of my favourite uncles; he didn’t talk much or ask the silly questions that adults like to ask children when they wanted to fill the silence. He had an easy affection for us that didn’t need plenty words and best of all, he always gave us mint notes when he visited. He worked at Central Bank. Continue reading →
Chibueze’s post about Okada men reminded me of an incident that occurred while I was in school. Continue reading →
Somewhere between Palmgroove and Bariga, at one of those indistinguishable bus stops, they got into the 7-seater bus/car thing. Continue reading →