Rising From the Ashes of Hopelessness – Part 1

May 21, 2019 The rooster crows, and that was when I realized that i was awake all night; and at that moment, the bedside clock was reading 4:07 am. It was a night of restlessness, and only God knows for how long I lay in bed, staring at the ceiling of my room. I have…

When all Hope is Lost – Part 2

April 28, 2014 Hope was what I was searching for in the city, and the journey took me all the way to the village as if it could be found in the farms. I know it may not be found there, but the atmosphere in the village offers some kind of relief. It reduced the…

When All Hope is Lost! – Part 1

April 28, 2014 After a long walk in the hot afternoon sun, I went straight to the earthen pot, scooped the cold water in it and went straight to a place I enjoyed sitting each time I visit the village. It was under some mango trees, and I always find it quite easy to squat…

Our hearts are drunk with beauty our eyes could never see.

At first, I thought the woman that poses on one of the pages was actually a dummy as she was wearing next to nothing, but beneath the rags she wore, the ugly stretch marks on her abdomen explained that she is in fact human. I’ve never seen a model with so much abdominal fat like that.

Life through the eyes of a terrorized child

I can give a voice; I can give the little that I have if that is something, but I believe you can also give your worth so that together we can bring back hope to this child.

Let Your Conscience Be Your Judge – Part 2

December 18, 2013 In my last post, I asked this question; ” how can you find happiness in another person’s  happiness?” Martin Luther King Jr. believed that people cannot live their lives fully until they can rise above the narrow confines of individualistic concerns to the broader concerns of humanity. He went further to say…

Let Your Conscience Be Your Judge – Part 1

December 18, 2013 It’s indeed like one of those nights that I lay in bed for hours waiting for the slightest sign of sleep but to no avail. Usually, I experienced those sleepless nights when something is troubling my mind, otherwise by 9:00 pm, I call it off for the day. And like those days,…

Sad but True

I cried because I can go to the hospital of my choice, I can see a doctor and I can pay my bills and buy all my prescriptions without actually feeling it; or feeling it a little. How many people out there in Nigerian cities and villages are lying sick and have no access to hospital or medication?