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“Chike, don’t go to that river before sunrise.” Chike always asked his father why every time he mentioned the warning, but his father never provided a satisfactory answer. He even asked some of his uncles. The answer was always the same. They would exclaim “aaaah” like they wanted to tell a good story from back in the day, but for whatever reason, they never could recall what the story had been.

No one remembers why this this place is like this. Dead. Desolate. Cursed. But I do. I remember.

Madam Zobo. That is what they called her. She was given that name because she made the sweetest zobo in town. No one could extract the juice of the ginger like she could. No one could make the pineapple dance so gracefully with the zobo flavour as she did. As you popped open the bottle, the sweet…

I haven’t done a P.O.W! (Personality of the Week) post in a while. I’ll be doing those again from time to time.

Nnedi has become synonymous to African Fantasy and yes, her work is glorious! Over the past few weeks, I’ve been reading her books and I can say this lady is a literary genius.

I started with Akata Witch and and I can’t wait to read the second instalment in the series. I’m not sure…

​13 Is Your Lucky Number

Remember my little challenge with Jenny Kay? Here’s my piece. 🙂

“Hey! Sunny!” Nwanneka called out as Sunny was leaving her class, Orlu following closely behind.

“Oh no.” Sunny sighed as she tried to put on a something she hoped was a warm smile.

 “Here comes mama’s baby.” Orlu said with a smirk.

Sunny would have smacked him, but Nwanneka was there already. “Good morning Sunny.” She waved to Orlu…

Sooo…I joined this blogger group a couple of weeks ago and I met Jenny Kay, a blogger without a blog. Hehe. Anyway, she challenged me to write a story since I had written for the blog in a while. To encourage me, she would write a post too. This is the story she wrote. I’ll put mine up soon. Enjoy…😆 ​I walked up to the receptionist who didn’t seem to care about the person sitting right in front of…

Choices are tough to make

Tough choices are tougher to make Tot or tat

Yin or yang

Make my choices for me

The irregular rhythm of your heart

The uncertainty kills you That you don’t know stings What they’re thinking

If you’ve hurt them  Or if they’ll forgive you

“Marriage is Not an Accomplishment” as Tweeted by Habiba da Silva

This was one of those tweets you hear about before you see them, and yep! I was dying to see what this Habiba’s all-famous, TL-shattering tweet was. And when I finally saw it, I literally went “AAAAHHHHH” in typical Yoruba girl fashion (refined with a bit of Igboness).

The first thing I wanted to see was her best friend’s reaction.

Perfect. What could she have said? It was the perfect intro to…

We make promises we don’t keep

Not because we did not intend keep them

But then, 

Where do intentions get you?

I failed a test I’d passed before

There’s no beauty in failure

Except

You didn’t really fail at all

Forget the title. It’s totally unrelated.😆

I haven’t posted regularly since I started serving in April – sad. In case you don’t know what I mean by “serving”, in Nigeria there’s this mandatory national youth service scheme that everyone has to do after uni. It’s three weeks of camp and eleven months of working at some office that you may or may not fancy and that may or may not pay you but at…

Freaking Diamonds In The Sky…

You know who I envy sometimes? The stars. I envy those big, fiery balls of hydrogen. They just sit up there in the enchanting vastness of space in massive glowing constellations of twinkling awesom…

Source: Freaking Diamonds In The Sky…

So I’ve been off constant blogging for about four months now (since I left NYSC camp). Why? Maybe I’ve been lazy. Oh well…I’m back now and I dare to imagine that you missed me. What have I been up to? Quite a bit actually and I intend to drop bits of that in time. 

Meanwhile, I made a new friend that’s all shades of crazy and understandably misunderstood. He wrote this dear little story which he…

Don’t Fall In Love With An Artist

STOP!!! Read this. 😊

Yoruba Igbo Muslimah Episode 6 – Final Episode

And it’s a wrap on Yoruba Igbo Muslimah  (let’s call it Season 1 :))! Thank you for being a part of this journey. I’ll be making another post with links to all the episodes soon. Meanwhile, I’ll be at NYSC orientation camp, Kubwa, for the next three weeks, starting tomorrow.

Listen to Yoruba Igbo Muslimah Episode 6 – Final Episode.mp3 by Korayday #np on #SoundCloud https://soundcloud.com/korayday…

We were strangers We are brothers

We were sisters We are enemies

We were lovers We are strangers