Welcome to the post war-of-all-against-all era.
you don’t exist until I sanction it.
You ain’t educated until I say you are.
You are not married until I say you are.
You might be decomposing, but you’re not dead until I say you are.
Par your choice, I’m here to replace your freedom.
This post is dedicated to a friend, who passed away on the first day of Ramadan (Thursday 17th May, 2018). Please say a prayer for Sanusi Mukhtar. May the blessings accruing to me from the knowledge of those who read this article be transferred to him (A’ameen).
While going through tributes for Mukhtar on Facebook, a particular one struck me. He was one who constantly remembered death while he was alive. A particular act of his was peculiar. Before he travelled, he cleared his debts. Only one who is knowledgeable enough about the deem would know the importance of this singular act.
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‘You removed my pants, I didn’t talk; now you want to remove my bra too! Is that space not enough to spread your clothes?’
‘Mtsheew… Ọ bụ m na nwanyị akwụna a na-ekwurịta okwu?’
‘WHAT THA FUCK?! What sort of talk is that, Mama Arinze… ehn?’
‘Abegiii! Na everybody for this compound sabi as e dey go. Na different men dey come drop you everyday.
I don’t even understand ladies of nowadays sef. Hassan dey hustle to show say him love you; meanwhile we dey see you in different cars every evening.’
‘Mama Arinze, have you ever heard of Uber?’
Everyone is talking about it. Even if you haven’t seen it, you are about to. Wakanda spell does this movie have on people, huh? Does the movie derive its hype from the prevalent subjugation of the blacks and everything black? This article isn’t about the cliché ones about black power and shit; it’s something different.
The Messi and Ronaldo of the comicverse?
OLU: She didn’t want to be a lawyer in the first place.
OLU: The lady who refused to remove her hijab at the Call to Bar ceremony.
Narcissistic? Well, sue me! I was once asked to describe myself in one word and what I could come up with is introvert. Quite cliché, don’t you think? Well, I had to come up with random facts about myself to give me options.
- I’m a sucker for good grammar and punctuations, especially when reading. I can’t stand those who use ‘am’ instead of ‘I’m’; ‘loose’ instead of ‘lose’, ‘your’ instead of ‘you’re’ or ‘their’ instead of ‘there’. I might just punch you in the throat.
- I used to think the concept of celebrity crush is nonsense but I have 2 of those now 🙈. They’re Janelle Monae and Sanaa Lathan. *side-eyes Milla Jovovich* Continue reading
Tonight’s the night we lose control!
Her naked body wriggled feebly as he tucked in his flaccid penis in his boxers. The room was lit just enough to appreciate her areolas once again.
‘Wow! Is this how make-up sex feels like? We need to quarrel more’, he thought with a smirk.
John Legend’s Tonight has been on repeat, primarily to drown her loud moans. Quite a moaner, that one! While fondling with the papers on the bedside cabinet to pick his wedding ring, his hand hit the little metal and it rolled under the bed.
‘Oh fuck!’, he cursed.
He crouched and his stretched hand meandered around the dark place the way his tongue did on her moments earlier. The flashlight on his Samsung phone came to the rescue. However, instead of the ring, what the light shone on was a recently used HIV test kit.