Talks & Thoughts

I was called upon that morning to lead. Of course, I knew the trip was scheduled for that day but it was raining heavily, I couldn’t step my feet out. I eventually decided to pass through the flooded streets.      Finally, I was at the airport. I was a bit late. Sitting in the plane gave me goose bumps being my first, I saw different faces, different tribes and the ones we call “oyinbo babies”. Then I started imagining myself in a world I’ve longed for. I couldn’t sleep in the plane not until I was offered a red hood-cardigan, I felt like an adult red riding hood. I so much loved the cardigan and as at me taking selfies with it, we were asked to switch off our cell phones. I looked at the female flight attendant with anger because the selfie was actually what I was aiming at. I had no other choice than to sleep; I was not feeling convenient, sleeping on the air? I asked myself, what if something happens. But I had to, while I dreamt of “buy me chocolate” “buy me cho...

It’s hard to forget you when every song on the radio reminds me of you; the words, your favorite singer, the music or a certain song that just says it all, like it was written for us, as if the singer was secretly watching us turning our story into a beautiful melody. It’s hard to forget you when every park reminds of you; the first date, the first deep conversation, the early summer days and the hours we spent watching the sunset and watching each other . Now each park has a different memory of you and it’s hard to forget you when each memory is just as beautiful — just as perfect. It’s hard to forget you when I’m with someone else who makes me feel nothing because you made me feel everything. It’s hard for me to settle for mediocre when I had extraordinary. It’s hard for me to think that euphoria is not real when I felt it with you. It’s hard to forget you when someone talks about love because you introduced me to it, you made me feel it, you gave it meaning, you gave ...

We are not free, yet we claimed to be. We have not cheats, amongst us are thieves In bondage we are, yet we live with no borders. Oh untainted hearts! Who were pledged to rub on cow dung and palm oil. While we forget the blood and sweat shed by our forefathers. The ground was our settling place, it goes on till now. Our leaders remained insolent, shady and lazy through the reign of the terrorists and fanatics. While we wait, to be saved from the hellish mist.                                             We are not free, yet we claim to be. AJIBARE ADEDOLAPO S. (Freedom is not free) . At times, I wonder about this uncertainty, I try harder to picture the future but all seems blurry, it seems like my thoughts were been captivated, our future is caged and we are in chains but we do not know, the future will definitely tell. What is happening now determi...