Listen up, Bully! (2)

In this series, people (mostly me, my friends and close associates) are writing letters to certain individuals in our lives who have in one way or the other hurt us or cause us grieve. This is not a pity party but an avenue to speak up, take back the power and free ourselves of whatever…

COVID-19LockdownChronicles: The Souvenir

By Moyinoluwa Okunloye On my way from work that day, I decided to stop at the mall to shop for some groceries. We had been advised to close early so as to have enough time to prepare for the lockdown that was soon to start. There is a pandemic in the world and the only…

COVID-19LockdownChronicles: The greatest love of my life

By Moyinoluwa Okunloye I have heard people say over and again, “I desire a great love story. I want to be married to the love of my life, you know! I want to end up with my soulmate.” I say it all the time. Like Ray in the movie Marry Me, I pray always to…

COVID-19LockdownChronicles: My Fascination to Jane Eyre

By Moyinoluwa Okunloye Jane Eyre by Charlotte Bronte is one of those novels that I have been obsessed with ever since I first picked it up. I cannot remember how I got the book or when specifically, it was introduced to me, but I have devoured it over and over again. It is one of…

COVID-19LockdownChronicles: Good People Radar

By Moyinoluwa Okunloye Often, I have been conflicted on who a good person actually is. Is it someone without flaws? Is it someone who goes out of their way to satisfy other people? Would that be someone who feels fulfilled from being confident of the person they are? Seriously, I don’t know. Or maybe, I…

COVID-19LockdownChronicles: A love letter

Dear Extrovert, *Don’t roll your eyes at me, try to read what I have to say* How are you doing? Of course, I want to know. I can imagine that this season is especially tough on you. You couldn’t have made a choice for solitude ever, in your life. That is not how you function….

COVID-19LockdownChronicles: People versus People

By Moyinoluwa Okunloye Way back in the small town where I grew up, I remember that the measuring cup for grains was a big bowl called Kobiowu. There was the paint bucket which was a bigger measurement and then there was Kobiowu. It was what we used to measure cashew nuts to sell to farmers….

COVID19LockdownChronicles: Gratitude

By Moyinoluwa Okunloye This year is already spent. We’ve had a whole 12 months only in three months. We’ve been through it all and still going through it. And now, it feels like the apocalypse. I am sitting on my bed, exercising by taking walks from my room to the sitting room and back, for…

Miniature Gratitude, Massive Obligation

By Oluwatoyin Adeleye Psst! Attention! Okay, no need to be dramatic. I would just like to draw your attention to one thing. This will be brief, don’t worry. Have you ever been in a situation where you prayed for something so hard, because you needed it, and you were certain you may not get it,…

My pain, my process; the journey of my life

By Temitope Omogbolagun Receiving the invite from Moyinoluwa, I wondered what exactly I would write my gratitude on from the numerous things happening in my life. Right before my eyes, my life has continued to amaze me, in fact, I am dazed at the dawning of each day about the wonders that ooze out of…