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Locking the back door of the soul, by Muyiwa Adetiba

Everyone knew he was a ‘born again’. Looking back now, I suspect he wanted everyone to know. It was something he wanted to wear on his sleeve. He didn’t have the flamboyance of a guy whose job brought him in contact with Advertising Agencies and Marketing Executives of big companies. His dressing was neat but understated. He […]
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Let the young dream

Nobody can determine what the future holds. But it hasn’t stopped anyone from dreaming. It’s a rare child who would not dream of what they would want to be as an adult. The most common professions on the list of the desirable include Engineering, Medicine and Law.

A year like none other

We probably met just two or three times in the past twenty years – this friend whom I used to see virtually every week in those golden, olden days. Even at that, those two or three meetings were fleeting and were in the company of friends.

Let go, it’s Christmas

It’s Christmas. The anticipation is over. The gifts have been bought and wrapped. Travelers for the most part, have reached their destinations.

Unsafe at any height?

The title of this article is not original to me. It was the title of a lovely article that has remained dormant in my subconscious for more than four decades. (Good articles do that to me).

All lives should matter everywhere

The social media has its uses and abuses. Its strengths and weaknesses. For starters, you don’t need to be a professional journalist to become a practitioner as was the case in my time.

LOVE AND HATE: Two four letter words that rule – or ruin the world

One of life’s most endearing sights is seeing two children of diverse backgrounds and even skin colour who have never seen or met before, reach out in affection and expectation to each other. I have seen this so many times in different circumstances – parties, hospitals, offices etc.

Sometimes you question what the fuss is all about

Lagos (from the toll gate) to Benin was a three hour trip or thereabout in the late 70s and early 80s. The road was that good. Many people my generation often boasted about making it under three hours. But it entailed taking those unnecessary risks which, pumped up by youthful adrenalin, we largely discounted.   

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