A Piece Of Me

“ Bros, your phone don dey ring since o, I say make I kuku ma com give you since the battery don full. As a regular customer now, you no go vex if I comot your fone make I allow other pepu charge na, you know say the country hard, man pikin need all the change wey e fit pakage o”.. Guy take your time o, if my fone no full enh, I dey bring am back o, I no fit shout. That 50 card yu dey collect no be beans o. but who you say been dey call me? Any name show? Abi na just those fake MTN spam callers wey no dey allow pesin rest, na so so subscribe subscribe be dia own everi day, weda da person don chop sef nothing concern dem,na just to chop your credit be dia plan. Yeye scam pepu. “ I no get time look who dey call as I been dey barb customer dat time, as da thin com dey too plenty na em I say make I com give you. Hope say I no disturb your sleep sha? Not at all, as work no dey today make I take time rest body for house today. I cant come and die for this own o. monkey no

Silence Silence has two faces Pretty and ugly Life and death sometimes While it helps you to step away from the chaos around, it can also disconnect you from the reality of being you. Silence In it we can draw strength to overcome life challenges or sadly loose the will to continue fighting for what we truly desire. Silence It can be so soothing and peaceful, same way it can be so loud when it has defeat of self esteem, pride, ego and confusion written all over it; unfortunately, the society is too busy to read the handwriting no matter how clear it is written. Silence From it, ideas that shaped humanity were birthed and still are, sadly humanity has lost many from decisions taken at this season’s of silence. Silence So powerful, it can shut the whole world out in one blink and yet so weak to be able to reach out back to it sometimes. Silence Dreadful as it may sound, still every soul needs a visit to this powerful part of our mind

It was magical, All the excitement that had filled my system since he proposed, Butterflies flying around my tummy. The silent giggles whenever his thoughts or face flashed through my mind And then the D-day came, Obviously the event planners knew their onions, The arrangement and planning was on point, Family, guests, all had a nice time. Did I forget to mention the honeymoon? Far away in Hawaii. I dreamt of it as far back as secondary school, I flooded the internet and social media with different pictures and video of how it all went down. Hmmm! It was all I could ever ask for, a perfect union made in heaven or so it seemed, at that point. Boom! Reality check, Fast forward to present day. That was four years ago, It’s some few minutes past eight and he is not yet home. The last time I checked,closing hour was still 5pm. Normally,20 minutes tops after closing he's home. My last redial just ended, the eleventh ring out. Few minutes

We used to free, playing on the streets,kicking empty cans all the way to school and back. We were free to visit the stream,coming back home with eyes so red you can’t deny where you’ve been ( you really didn’t need to anyway) We used to be free to eat,drink in the neighbours friends house coming back home with big round tommies and shirts stained with oil due to the struggle for meat. It was actually allowed to remove our sandals and walk bare feet, swinging them in rythims of songs learnt from the village square last night. Parents yes, but the society was the standard model and watch dog. Kids getting spanked by total strangers when due and still complimented for not sparing the rod when the news filtered back home. Teachers were idolised as mini gods due to the importance society placed on them- a noble profession with “rewards in heaven”. Life for us as kids was super fun. We built castles with mud,using our legs as designs. Creativity and natural instincts buzzing in our he

What happened?  How did we end up on this side of the lane? And yet I didn’t notice – till now when we crossed! The sparks we saw in each others eyes  became so faint and yet it seemed so bright when you blinked. The chemistry long gone and yet I felt our relationship was scientific (all figured out ). Even when the “hellos” became so far in between I still didn’t  feel alone!. How come silence became the language we spoke so loudly? No wonder the simplest of discussions ended in chaos, while I remember vividly when we could go on for hours without noticing we’ve talked all night. Those thoughts are a far cry to what we have become today – sadly so. It’s so easy for us now to spend time with outsiders and on social media with virtual friends than ourselves. A song writer was sang “ if I can turn back the hands of time”, my prayers and wishes right now. Am desperate! I don’t think it was ever a question of love; I had that in excess for you but it turned out it was

The sudden strike of thunder jolted me back Even thou the room was dark, The lightening produced a rough view Another soul lying innocently beside me Hiding from the cold underneath the small wrapper Ekaete oh poor girl! Sent parking from home by her wicked step mother! You wonder why? Let me tell you my pathetic story, We were young and full of unguarded energy. I literally saw sparks whenever I saw her! Her smile left me speechless, The sensation her skin produced on mine Can only best be imagined. In simple words, we were “LOVE BIRDS”! And in our final year in school, Reading at night was inevitable! Then came that night. On a chilling November night The harmattan season at its peak here in Jos, A gentle tap on my back distracted my unsettled concentration. Turning back, What stood in front of me can best be described as an “angel”! As we walked out of the auditorium with her in front, Staring at the curves exposed by her

Five years after we got married our son finally came,the pains of waiting for that long instantly vanished when I saw the Doctor hold him up,still covered with tiny drops of blood and wriggling his tiny feets. I was too excited at the sight I didn't notice the fact that he didn't cry as expected of a new infant. Exhausted from the 3 hour labour process I fell asleep almost immediately. Hours later I woke up in the private ward and there he was,perfectly wrapped fast asleep on the bed just beside me. He looked every inch a perfect baby coming in at 3.6kg and did I forget to mention he had Debo's eyes? The resemblance was striking even at a distance. Our lives changed with this perfect gift from God and we were more than ready to face the responsibility of raising our son Ayomide Adeniyi-Jones. Weeks quickly turned into months right before our eyes and I began to notice some "delays" in his development. Physically he was alright,he's appetite was good too but h