“I’m not here for any ritual. I’m here for something different,” the man said in his calm voice. His thick voice had to be censored so as not to pass the wrong message. His son, the direct opposite in that aspect, had no trouble trying to sound calm. “Stop pretending Step-daddy. I’ve talked to your…
RECITATION, a Mount Zion movie written, produced and directed by Damilola Mike-Bamiloye, was yet to be released and was being premiered at my roomie’s church. I had to jump on her invite. You know, anything to spice up my outwardly boring life during the short school break. It was my first time at a movie…
She went back to her seat and fiddled with a pen. The director instinct in her told her that the culprit had to return the stolen money and shamefully asked to leave the company. But, her thoughts were going on a different lane.
Bimbo threw the clothes from the previous day’s washing off the wooden chair opposite her bed. She picked up the medium-sized music box off the table and sat on the chair. She cradled it in her hands like a most prized treasure, closed her eyes and smiled sadly. Bimbo opened her eyes as if she…
The music boomed from the ground floor of Deacon Samson’s storey building. The house was meant for tenants, and it had become a routine for the one-week long tenant to wake the entire occupants of the only storey building along Alagbayun Street with her loud songs.
Femi and Sandra sat together in the waiting room, cold and comfortless. They looked constantly towards the emergency room where Bimbo was wheeled into. Sandra’s phone beeped and she picked the incoming call. She stood from her seat and walked farther away from the waiting area.
Bimbo leaned on Femi’s mum as the driver drove. She didn’t understand the need to go to Ogun state with her step-father and a woman who continued to act like she was her daughter, but the song playing softly from the car stereo sang “Lord I trust you I trust you with my life, Amasihu…
Have you ever had a knot in your chest that you cannot make head or tail of? Or you know you are badly in need of solitude. Or you have ideas in your head that you need to make into a concrete plan. You might just need to ask yourself some right questions that would…
As I sit before my laptop, for a writer, I’m short of words to relate the emotions I felt during the movie “The Man of God”, which was directed by Bolanle Austen-Peters. But I can tell you that I watched the trailer and went “Yass!” The retelling of the story of a prodigal son coming…
One score and two, United and standing…these tush themes were dancing around in my head till “let it shine” stuck as chewing gum does to cloth. I don’t know how you hear from God, but I knew this was it when it was it—the final word. Shining your light might mean doing what others can’t…
