Life throws at us a good deal of bricks to break us, but what we make of those bricks determines whether we build with it or we’re broken by it. Many people in the society are victims of domestic violence and their sour experience makes it difficult to either give or expect love. However, because...
Imagine you come back from work or the market, and getting to the kitchen you see all the dishes you were to wash already clean and arranged in the right place. Also imagine that your pile of laundry has been taken care of. How would you feel? I’m certain your heart will bless whosoever has...
We are all aware of the power of the tongue: can build and destroy, can mar and make, can cause progress or hinderance, etc. If words can do these things depending on how we use them in our relationship with siblings, friends and acquaintances, how much more do you think it can do in a...
Scrolling through my Instagram newsfeed yesterday, I came across a post by Heather Lindsey where she shared that it isn’t about the game, the coffee, the cup of juice, but about the person you you did all those things with. To add to this, I’ll say it’s also about the bond you share while spending...
Hey, Kemi! What are you talking about? What’s has love language got to do with marriage again? Just too many terms on top of this marriage matter. Urgh! Wait, don’t tell me you’re hearing this for the first time. Oh no! Ok… the term love language can be ascribed to a famous author on marriage-...
Episode 1 Episode 2 Episode 3 “Good morning, Itan.” Iyunade greeted in a smooth, singsong voice, her eyes bright and her teeth in full display. She sat on the table, crossed her legs in a way that revealed her smooth, light-skinned laps. Itanola struggled to keep his eyes off her thighs. He took a pamphlet...
Episode 1 Episode 2 Itanola mounted the podium amidst loud ovations. He was invited for a single’s forum organised by a Christian group in Ikorodu. “It’s great being in your midst,” Itanola’s voice boomed from the public address system. The hall was packed full with young adults. “I’ve had a great time listening to all...
Read Episode 1 “I pronounce you husband and wife. You may now kiss your bride,” the pastor’s voice echoed from the speakers planted at corners of the small church of barely fifty worshippers. The middle-aged pastor rested on the wooden pulpit that was placed at the center of the church. Itanola’s face radiated as he...
Bóládé omo Gbolagunte (Bolade, son of Gbolagunte) Ibiolagbajosi, osi parada. (Where wealth gathers and poverty disappears) Omo ekun to ba ekun ja o si na ekun (Son of a lion that fights a lion and defeats the lion) Eninwi gbogbo eyan gbosi lenu (One who speaks and everyone listens). Jádesólá remained on her knees in...
Tolani’s eyes were puffy, piles of mucus-filled tissue on her bedside table. This was not the first time Wale was doing this to her. It wasn’t even the third. She had lost count, yet she always went back begging. Wale was Tolani’s fiancé. Can we call him that? Let’s just say he was the man...
READ EPISODE 4 Shalom snatched the journal from Andrew’s hands and turned to the next page. It was the last straw that broke the camel’s back. Dear Diary, Sex doesn’t mean anything to me again. I’m now sixteen and I’ve grown well. Halimah has stopped coming to my room. I was now going to...
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