HOW I BECAME A YAHOO! BOY (The Girl) – Part 3 My becoming a Yahoo! Boy was never planned, it just happened and It was all about her in the beginning, because the moment she came along, she was like the queen bee and everything just happened because of her. Eniola was not the regular average kinda girl you know, she was special in ways you can’t definitely put your fingers on, she was just too...
HOW I BECAME A YAHOO! BOY (The Gang) – Part 2 Emmanuel Oshiame is arguably one of the best humans to ever walk the face of this earth. He lived freely, cared truly, loved deeply, held onto nothing even when it hurts and his loyalty to anyone that was a part of his life was never in doubt. He was a troublesome child with no troubles of his own to worry about and to say the least, he lived...
HOW I BECAME A YAHOO! BOY – Part 1 It was a cold, damn foggy morning the day this story began. I had to be on the road early enough to beat the nerve-wrecking, never-ending Lagos traffic to get to my GCE Centre before the Naija labour force turns the road to a grid-lock, I’d checked my examination slip and writing materials a thousand times before but I had to check again to be sure I am...
I know a little bit about everything and that’s the problem with me. Whenever there is a conversation, I always jump out of the blues with my factual perspective, I submit assertions and arrive at conclusions without even listening enough or sampling other perspectives and experiences because as far as I am concerned, I already know what they know, maybe a little bit but it is good enough. This...
From the markings made by the cavemen, to the scrolls in the Vatican library, the Egyptian hieroglyphs to the braille for the blind, writing in all its forms has been the sure pathway to immortality from the day it was invented, way before Moses downloaded the Ten Commandments from the cloud with the Table of Stone or Tab as it will called today, to the very next key I will strike in my attempt...
Most of the time, we focus too much on the negative that we forget to see positivity, we expect failure so hard that we don’t notice that we’ve succeeded and we so much that we miss the pleasure. I have to chosen to see the good in all things, see progress in crawling and feel alive in pain, and this is why I am writing this today to appreciate the great sacrifice of Judas in saving the world...
For a minute I was forced to admit it, love and it’s intrigues are only for those who can live in denial and walk the path of desires without their eyes open. How can you love another when it’s harder to even love self and breathe without blinking? How can you feel the heart of another when yours in itself skips so many bits when it is meant to beat more than 60 every minute? I...
The Need To Build I have not been on the bench, connecting the dots and pushing my opinions in writing for quite some time now, not because I stopped thinking or became less opinionated about the things that I believe in on and issues around me, but for reasons that I can’t explain with any written form of text, I have been on a literary exile but today I choose to return my canvass and paint the...
