My Most Peculiar Childhood Friend

  A childhood friend is an imprint we can never erase from our lives. We may drift apart, not see each other for all our adult lives but when we think who our friends are, their faces always pop up.… Continue Reading

Wedding, Family and Food. Forget Bride and Groom

I may not seem a suitable person to be talking about weddings since I ELOPED, but I simply love a wedding. Not all, just the traditional ones that happens back home. Most marriages take place in the months of November,… Continue Reading

Now (Fibonacci poem)

War, Death, Crippled, Refugees, Cities burnt to ground, Little children without parents,        Blindly traveling into a future uncertain. Good Samaritans committed to help the needy, the unsecured fear for their own.          The escapee’s… Continue Reading

Mama’s Tight-Lipped Girl

One of my earliest childhood memories is of my Mother threatening me that she wouldn’t take me anywhere if I didn’t talk to people. I don’t remember promising her anything but she would take me out anyway and I would… Continue Reading

Last Night

He was seventeen when he visited me. That unforgotten smile, dimples on his face, those deep dark eyes. I felt, cared, I couldn’t have loved. I woke up, with scratchy feelings, curious. What was his name? I guessed, but I… Continue Reading

To Those Who Make Us Laugh

We can never guess a person’s ‘laugh’ unless we hear it. Unlike many things that we can fake, our laughter comes out naturally (most times) and is easily detectable if faking. I, weirdly, always enjoy hearing a new person’s ‘uncontrolled’… Continue Reading

There is a Lot to a Name

My maternal grandmother blessed me with my name when I was born. She named me ZENEITUONUO, meaning happy companion. It may be taken as a blessing to all who meet me to find happiness in my company or as a… Continue Reading