Plus a gallery of me in my favourite places (a clear indication of rambling) — Starting from the bottom… I am going to start this essay with my most memorable birthdays- 8, 10, 16, 18 and 20.

Final farewell to 2020 — This past year has redefined me. I feel my heart’s been changed, my desires, my goals, the perception I have of myself, the world, the things I value, all of it has changed. I even got a cat. I think the deepest change starts in the place we can’t reach…

Stop asking — When someone unaware drunk on indignation says “anxiety like a raincoat is just an outfit worn by the 'weak' worn to avoid the rain when the cloud of life heavy with demands pours out heavy drops” i'm not angry i don't want to sway in wearing the garment of defense …

A poem on isolation — My head is spinning Spinning around the last drop of rain In an attempt to preserve it In an attempt to protect it In an attempt to have a reason to keep moving My hands are trembling A reaction to the wave of silence still in sight In fear that we might…

How women found a voice in a pandemic — Globally, approximately one in three women experience physical or sexual violence in their lifetime. Thirty percent of women between the ages 15-49 report having been sexually abused in Nigeria. These figures reflect the damaging implications of harmful practices and culture that sit gallantly in certain regions of our country. The…

Even when living is torture — I’m not a fan of chores of any kind. I hate brooms that need me to bend. I like the easiest path in life and hate unnecessary stress. I think the idea of taking a more difficult path when there’s an easy way just to prove my ‘hard work’ virtuous…

Looking beyond the present as a writer — “You have to follow your own voice. You have to be yourself when you write. In effect, you have to announce, ‘This is me, this is what I stand for, this is what you get when you read me. I’m doing the best I can — buy me or not…

The resulting psychological strain of the COVID-19 pandemic — “Empathy is seeing with the eyes of another, listening with the ears of another and feeling with the heart of another.” — Alfred Adler As against my typical routine, I didn’t have a long list of radical goals at the beginning of 2020. Mostly because of how exhausting the activities…

Do we really forget pain? — “Each person’s grief has its own life span; it needs to follow its own path.” ― Rick Riordan, The Tyrant’s Tomb This month makes it two years since my grandma died. I still see her when my mother is being goofy and gives a freaky big smile, revealing her wide…