If Giving Up Was A Choice…

“If success is a mountain, I will take the risk to climb to the topmost.”  The month of October threw me into the full research experience – field research where I was moving around the city of Lagos, most especially Yaba area of the city, in search...

My Space…..

Bright morning I live, My space is the world. When the world is my space, I am determined to live beyond limits, Even in the rumble, crack, and abysmal, My space is the world. Thousands of people but they never own my space, I am a unique entity and I utilise my...

How much do you trust people?

Kike and Tola are childhood friends, they grew up knowing each as gisting pals. As they grew older they began to drift apart. Their university education began the break; Tola chose Ahmadou Bello University, Zaria while Kike wanted to attend the University of Lagos...

Tick, Says The Clock.

I woke up this morning with the thought of October ticking to its end and almost immediately my second phone beeps, it was a message from David my NYSC friend affirming my thought. So really! October is over, here comes November, then December. Hmmm… the year is...

BATTERED

He hit me He hit me again today The first time it happened He said I provoked him It was only one slap So I forgave him The second time, he’d had a bad day and I asked a stupid question “Why did you come home late?” I always do that he once told me… I ask stupid...

Mother Nigeria

On a fateful morning as I was performing my usual early morning exercise, I came across a woman and we got talking. We began to discuss what she has accomplished. “My children are all grown up today but I still blame myself for never been able to give them what they...

If Getting Old Is A Choice…

I can learn ,  I can write, I can speak, I can act, I can jog, I can swim, I can whistle, I can jump, Is getting old a choice? I am young, I can do a lot of things, I have the strength, I have the energy, Getting old, huh… Never a choice! Although, I am...

Get it Right!

I got admitted into the university immediately after my secondary school, all I wanted at that time was to get admitted into the university, well, what would have been my joy if not this? I got admitted to study French Language and the whole ambition of getting into...

My Pen, My Power

When the pen decides to stand-out on plain sheets, It effect knows no bound. When imagination allows itself to be crafted out, It effect spreads beyond the shores. When dreams allows itself to be made manifest, It action goes beyond the words of the mouth. When...