Introspective

The most poignant reminder of 2007 when it is reflected on years from now will be the avoidable wanton waste of life. Kidnappings and murder in the Niger Delta, people …

I observe people at funerals. All sort of people, it is indeed the gathering of the good the bad and the ugly…

I observe people at funerals. All sort of people, it is indeed the gathering of the good the bad and the ugly…

I sat still taking tutorials on selfless love from my ageing mother. A lesson borne out of her experiences in life, a pot-pourri of triumphs laced with much pain and …

Abuja is replete with seemingly innocent streets that house prostitutes of different hues and shapes at night…

I seek a legal framework that will protect women in their homes, communities, and states in Nigeria. A law that outlaws domestic violence and entitles them to own property and recognizes …

Mike continued to pray silently. He wasn’t even praying for God to deliver them, rather he was asking God to accept their souls for he considered himself and Mohammed as …

I had always known that I had a half-brother, Papa’s first child by his German girlfriend in his college days. Papa never spoke of him…

My growing years were spent amidst a crowd of relatives. At every point in my young life there was an uncle, aunt or cousin in residence. Some I remember with …

I remember growing up and wanting to have beard. At fifteen, all I ever dreamt of was having a face covered with hair. Why? Just so I could be respected …

Two months ago in a flat in Festac town I met Calistus for the first time. A third year engineering student from University of Benin, we had similar tastes in music, films …

In different parts of the world, irrespective of religion, tradition and culture, widows are victims of violence and oppression at the hands of close family members and so-called friends, especially …

In different parts of the world, irrespective of religion, tradition and culture, widows are victims of violence and oppression at the hands of close family members and so-called friends, especially …

The one thing about thoughts in the loo or in the bath is that they are usually very distinct. They are clearer than the ones you have in your sitting …

My father had been diabetic and because he was not particularly a man of some means, the disease wore him out. My father became paralyzed losing the use of most …

In May of 1998, she blessed me by touching my head three times. I never saw her again…