Friday evening. Everybody loved Fridays, but hardly as much as students did. Friday evenings in Uniport were used mainly for social agenda, though a few geeks turned theirs into suicidal attempts to literally read words out of books and into heads. Businesses recorded peak moments too, clubs, pharmacists, boutiques, beer parlors and transporters. Taxi drivers […]Read more "Friday Evening"
I really did not want to go out to eat, the mood was foul because Rotimi had just broken the camel’s back. I can’t narrate what happened to anyone, but if you look into my eyes, you would see. You would see not just what happened, but tales of a thousand nights. Back to my […]Read more "The Place I"
It started off as my rebound. Blogging, I mean. Lol. I didn’t think I would ever become a blogger, again. *enough of my mushy mushy over-practiced Oscar-award-winning-thank-you-speech* Ok, so in 20 days, it will be one year since my first post. I wanna say thank you to everyone who has clicked the “ournairastory” link and […]Read more "One Year Baby!"
Starry nights, dark skies Black and white, mist Soft music, stranger, Strange land, strange you. Steps towards the road, To oblivion you take, Wondering over if you would, By choice or fate return. Turn left, turn right, Go straight, halt. Halt if not clear on direction, Take no step in the dark. For the walk […]Read more "Long Walk To Freedom"