IFRANE Cassablanca… I thought of Cassablanca, and then I was speechless. My present view of Cassablanca from the windows of the train was of … beauty? This was not my destination, I was a passerby, not even a tourist, just a mere spectator, an admirer on a journey. I imagined how Ifrane would look like, … Continue reading Ifrane
WHOM DO YOU FEAR? Do you fear man who can harm your body and not your soul? Or do you fear God who can damn the soul? Or do you fear both. Me? Whom do I fear? I fear no man, I only fear two things … God and Oga Timoh. You do not know … Continue reading Live To Remember: Oga Timoh at the top
FROM THE DIARY OF THE SANE NON-CONFORMIST: 15/11/2014 Dear Red Rose of the Arab Diaspora, I listen to that same song again tonight, the same song I listened to when I wrote to her, the one who made me wary of all women. The melody, each tune, each string takes me deeper into a state … Continue reading Dear Red Rose
THIS IS AN EXCERPT FROM A NON-EXISTENT NOLLYWOOD MOVIE A door opens dam dam … a feet is seen protruding through the door dam dam dam … out comes a “young boy” ( Saint Obi ) … he looks left dam dam dam dam … he looks right … dam dam … he sees a … Continue reading Live To Remember: EMEKA is Real
Dear Kemi, FROM THE DIARY OF A SANE NON-CONFORMIST: 10/10/2014 If you’re reading this, it probably means that I have somehow found a way to get this across to you. It cannot be by chance, with me nothing happens by chance. You should know this by now. This is not a love letter, neither is … Continue reading Dear Kemi: An Unlove Letter To My Unfriend
I AM THE LAST OF MY KIND? You have probably heard that line, many times before it has been said, in the movies, music, interviews with failed career people. LIARS, CHARLATANS, FAKES and PHONIES, every single one of them. See, I know you’ve been told you’re unique, special, one of a kind. And you believe … Continue reading Diary Of A Sane Non-Conformist:19/9/2014
YOU HAVE NEVER HEARD OF BEANS INDUCED CONVULSION I don’t care where you went to school. I want you to know you did not suffer. I want you to know it was kindergarten, even if you say you went to hell. which you did not by the way, or did you? I’m suspicious of everyone … Continue reading Live To Remember: Devil’s Own Beans
I wasn’t as prepared for my new life in boarding school as I thought I was. I had thought every thing through, I had made my plans and drawn out my strategy for the next six years of my new life, I had read books, I had been told stories of how hard it … Continue reading Live To Remember:Boarding School Tales
War crimes? No, war is the crime. Since man was a barbarian and a savage he has loved many things one of which is WAR. Now man is civilized and he still loves WAR. Today we have CIVIL wars and shockingly no one sees this as an irony, so I ask WHAT IS SO CIVIL … Continue reading War Crimes and the Biafran situation