Just last week; I saw some very mouth- watering UNESCO Food Intervention jobs in Maiduguri, Yobe, Kano and other core Northern locations. Needless remind you that I’m a Food Technologist. An “Oliver Twist” type- food technologist who is always roaming the veld seeking for greener foliage to forage. Yet, I let this one pass me … Continue reading A Country of Cannibals
(My Terrorism Journal) Don’t die a virgin, terrorists are waiting for you in heaven. I am every terrorist’s wet-dream girl. I have big, wide and beautiful/lovely/lustrous eyes, like pearls, just the way the Quran says in Surat Al-Wāqi`ah 56:22 – 23. I am tall, baby-faced (what the Hadith calls eternally young), complexion like that of … Continue reading Don’t Die a Virgin
ISLAMIC FICTION: Call for Submission Cerath Press, an independent Islamic publishing house in Nigeria, is now accepting submissions in the genres of Islamic Fiction—novels, novellas and short story collections. Islamic Fiction refers to creative, imaginative, non-preachy fiction books written by Muslims and marketed primarily to Muslims. Islamic Fiction may be marketed to secular … Continue reading ISLAMIC FICTION: Call for Submission
A friend once shared an experience she had years back in Texas. She narrated how she attended a church, dominated by blacks, and I could bet by many Nigerians too, and the prayer point kept focusing on immigration issues. The pastor would call for prayer for those who needed their papers regularized, those who had … Continue reading Let Us Pray
Seriously, the most bastardized nomenclature in humanity has to be thebiname of God. How can an entity, phenomenon. Abstraction, deity (or whatever adjective you may deem it fit to use), associated with holiness, purity, justice, fairness and all things pure and holy, be the catalyst for the most atrocious forms of crimes, genocides and taboos … Continue reading In the name of God?
Now, back home let us go Is it not yet time? For when ochre fluid flow For fury faith Who will be left to serve When the faith takes the threshold? Let us not be fooled The blood will stop Only when our fiery taste buds Run out of its original blood The plateau is … Continue reading Rage