Somewhere, In The Quietness Of My Mind.
Somewhere in the quietness of my mind, I remembered how I planned my life. The life I planned was a far cry from what I
Somewhere in the quietness of my mind, I remembered how I planned my life. The life I planned was a far cry from what I
I lived in one of the slums of Lagos mainland. My house could be classified as what the local called “Face me, I face you” style
Something died in me when my friend came knocking on our door that day. On top of her very long list of achievements, she just
I peeped out of the window and watched as the rain dropped. Each drop competing for a place to land. The ground was wet with
I cannot remember what the discussion was about, but, I remember my son saying ” Linsey is the favourite in my class, she sits very
Picking up few of my belongings on the table, I scanned through the office which had become my point of call in the last few years.