I don’t watch the news.There, I’ve said it. I don’t watch BBC, not Sky News, not Nigerian news, and not even those Instagram pages that wake up every morning determined to inform you that the world is ending. I don’t even open Twitter anymore…Or X…Or whatever we’re calling it this week. I have a very
I should have stayed in Surulere. Maybe if I had stayed at home, I would have been sitting on my father’s old sofa, listening to everybody argue about the family problem. Maybe I would have been miserable, but at least I wouldn’t be hiding inside Madam’s wardrobe in Ikoyi, afraid to breathe. Let me explain.
“Every life leaves footprints. Journaling simply ensures they aren’t washed away by time.” Imagine waking up one morning with the ability to travel back twenty years…not to change anything, just to observe. You watch your younger self preparing for school, laughing with friends, arguing with siblings, dreaming about the future, making mistakes, celebrating little victories,
University has a way of teaching you things that are nowhere in your course outline. It was a Thursday night and the weather was unusually cool, which in Lagos simply means you could sweat a little less than normal. Our room sat at the very end of the hostel corridor. Most rooms accommodated four students,
I didn’t sleep. Well…my body slept but my mind didn’t. There’s a difference. I’m sitting alone in the sitting room, staring at the blank television. It’s off, has been off for hours, but I keep looking at my reflection in the black screen like somehow it has answers. My roommate, Femi, finally convinced me not to
“Long before stories became books, they were memories. Long before memories became history, they were someone’s journal.” There is something quietly powerful about putting pen to paper. This is not because every sentence is extraordinary, not because every day is exciting, but because writing has a remarkable way of helping us notice the life we
Zara Ibrahim has built her life on one principle: control. As one of Lagos’ most sought-after corporate crisis strategists, she helps politicians, celebrities, CEOs and billionaires survive scandals that could destroy their reputations. In a city where perception is everything, Zara always knows exactly what to say, exactly what to do, and exactly how to stay one
I have discovered something about finding human remains…Television lies. In movies, detectives arrive dramatically, everybody wears sunglasses, someone removes a sheet, music plays but reality is considerably less glamorous. Reality involves yellow tape, confused officers, forensic photographers, people shouting instructions, and one very embarrassed software engineer trying to disappear before anybody asks difficult questions. Unfortunately…Life
There are three things every Nigerian should avoid if they value their sanity. Going to the bank on a Monday.Driving when it has just started raining.And deciding to visit a local market after office hours. Guess which genius ignored the third one.Me. The annoying thing is that this whole adventure could have been avoided…If I
People think the worst thing that can happen to a man is poverty.It’s not. The worst thing is watching poverty slowly remove your choices until you start doing things you once swore you would never do. If you had met me six years ago when I graduated, I was full of plans. I was going