Welcome Johnny

Dear Johnny, It was like yesterday when you finished your NYSC that we talked about your prospects in Naija or in the abroad. Now, it's five years already since you graduated. You have done all possible medical jobs. You worked your socks off to pay for different foreign exams. PLAB was your quick fix. US …

Twitter, the millennial and our world

Last July I deleted my Twitter account. Why? Partly because Twitter blocked me first. Why? Because I commented on a thread about a purported sexual misconduct involving the senior pastor of COZA and wife of famous singer, Timi Dakolo. I presume the tweep being an “influencer” (although a young and dynamic entrepreneur) must have reported …

London, a City of Colours

Late morning, very cold and windy, I stood outside the station and asked a lady standing closeby, “Please where do I get Bus 12?” She replied me in a language that was either Spanish or English with a very strong Spanish accent. I think it was the former. I didn’t understand a single syllable. I …

Broda Fela, Aunty Ngozi and my friend, Ajala

“Hey you, just be travelling anyhow o. We met in London few months ago, last month you were in New York, this week you’re instagraming in Geneva. Same you they saw in Tanzania last Christmas.” “Haha monitoring spirit, I’m here for a conference. All-expense paid kilo feel? Hehe.” “Kai, international figure. You don blow o. …

Our village and our gods

Our roof is on fire. The rain now comes in trickles. We barely have enough to water our rich farmlands. The new yam has failed. Our roses have been plucked away to adorn the palaces of the kingdoms to the west and north of the endless river. Our cattle are stolen before our helpless eyes. …