I arranged my bags on my lap and opened my handbag to bring out the exact fare for the trip. As a veteran of public transport in Lagos, it is rare for me to be without naira notes of all denominations, I even have 16 naira in coins somewhere – thanks to Shoprite. One of the most shocking experiences of my entire life was watching a woman hand the Keke driver a 1000 naira note for a 70 naira journey at Asaba.Continue reading →
When I was a child, I loved going to the market with my mother, it wasn’t until my second year at Uniben when I went to Uselu market with Rosemary that I understood why some people hated going to the market with their mother.Continue reading →
I had a relapse of a Dysfunctional Uterine Bleeding that has plagued me for several years.
Yesterday afternoon, I was lying in bed while Obinna sat on the bed beside me and my youngest brother paced the room as we talked.
We were teasing Obi about becoming more handsome since he miraculously gained 1kg when Ikenna said for the first time ever, people were telling him that his brother was finer than him. Continue reading →
She had always liked him. Well, at least from the first time she remembered him. At the time she was in primary school, she would see him on her way to school with her big sister and little brothers while he was wearing white shorts on a white shirt and heading to secondary school from Monday to Friday. Continue reading →
She sat with her left leg tucked under her body as she read a novel she bought from one of the young men who sold novels beside the Edegbe park at Yaba, they all knew her name and knew to save the latest titles by Marian Keyes, Sophie Kinsella and the Sheldons she hadn’t read yet. David Baldacci would be added to that list in the near future, but at the time she hadn’t seen Saving Faith in the hands of a certain Ekene. The year was still 2007 and she was in her second year at university. Continue reading →
Hi guys, So this weekend I visited the Lekki Conservation Center LCC with my friend and colleague Ngozi, we had a blast… well, mostly. And I’m here to give you the full gist and pictures and videos… Continue reading →
You could tell that she was in love with him by the way her body bounced with each word she said to him, it was like watching a puppy with a beloved master who had been away for an hour. She was nearly pretty, almost beautiful from the joy his closeness wrought. Continue reading →
Sisi in red framed glasses and tall thin bobo are sitting beside each other in a danfo descending Eko bridge into Marina, Sisi and Bobo have boarded the same danfo several times and Bobo always gives someone else his change, just before she asks. She is tired of his apologetic smiles so she makes faces at him when she sees him. This is the first time they’re sitting beside each other. Continue reading →
Foundation of a thousand castles
Graveyard of a million dreams
City of endless toil
Oasis at every corner
Crusher of fragile hearts
Destroyer of the weak
They say you’re the biggest,
Their geography as valid as a two thousand naira note,
They say you’re the best, Eko for show
They say you’re golden, old enough to have sense.
A plethora of shiny faces wishing you well,
At each succeeding bus stop.
Yet you let him dance with hope, under the tunnel
Bleeding and dying, while life pulsed around him
Three hours they said, he bargained for life,
Waiting for flashing lights to take him to safety,
Hoping to touch love one last time.
But you wrapped him in a bodybag
Your work complete, as his soul rose to the sky
Accepting the sacrifice of your favourite son.
The one on a yellow throne with madness in his eyes
And gin and weed chanting his oriki.
In your crevasse I was born,
In your shadow I thrive
I wish it is hate that makes my blood sputter and pop
As I think of you,
Shame lights my veins instead, slowly it consumes me.
Be kinder to your children,
For I will say it again.
Stop killing your young.
Recently I was telling my bestie how I thought Cyndi Lauper’s “Time after time” was a song about a mother and a daughter, his laughter still rings in my head even now. I almost felt foolish but I knew I had good reason to have thought so. My mother used to sing the chorus to me all the time when I was a little girl.
If you’re lost you can look – and you will find me
Time after time
If you fall I will catch you – I’ll be waiting
Time after time