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The Scratch On Your Shoulder #15

It’s been a while, fam. It feels good to be back. Enjoy this episode, and please, drop a comment. I always appreciate it. Previously on The Scratch On Your Shoulder… Cheta and Nero decided to fully go into the dating thing, and so far, it has been great. Ozzy showed up from nowhere, as usual, but he gave Gold and Ransome a shocker when he revealed that he was epileptic, due to a traumatic brain injury he suffered while in jail. He still wants his revenge on Hadiza. First, he asks Ransome for some money for business. Mazino and Hadiza went down memory lane, as things began to ease up between them, thanks to Baby Muhammed. They were all getting set to leave for Dubai for Muhammed’s treatment. Joy paid Nero an unannounced visit, seeking his help. Turned out she was a drug addict the whole time. Nero wasn’t…

The Scratch On Your Shoulder #14

Hadiza received her visa to Dubai in her email at exactly 10:00 a.m. A minute later, Fajr walked into her bedroom. “Good morning, Mommy.” Hadiza looked closely at her, worried about how much weight she had lost over the past few days. Her eyes appeared as if they might shut down any minute. “How are you, Faj?” “I’m fine. The visas just came in.” “Yeah, I got mine.” “Alhaji has confirmed our flight for tomorrow at 4pm. He and Daddy are making arrangements with the airline for Muhammed.” “That’s great. I told you everything would be fine, didn’t I? The delay at the embassy is a blessing in disguise.” “Mommy, Alhaji paid for express visas. We were supposed to get them in twenty-four hours, but it took two days.” “Relax.” “What if it’s a sign?” “A sign?” “That…” “That what, Fajr?” “Alhaji feels that maybe Allah wants us to just…

Where To Find Breasts #32

David leaned out from his seat, resting both elbows on his knees and supporting his chin with clasped hands. His mother sat on a couch opposite his. Her long gown rested softly on the floor of the living room. The off-white shade of the gown almost matched the whiteness of the couches in the room that were embroidered with blue silk. The same type of blue in the curtains that held dashes of gold. There was no television here; neither was there a bookshelf. Expensive artworks adorned the walls – all positioned in a manner that could only come from professional hands. David remembered the first time he walked in here and how he stared at the walls until he found a story in each painting and got absorbed by the exquisiteness of it, appreciating that the room itself was art. This reminded him of Emem and their childhood home.…

Stranger In Lagos #1

ENIOLA I hate Lagos. It is a city of vermin and lost souls. The darkest hearts live there. The air its citizens breathe is tainted with evil. You stay there long enough and you become part of the darkness. Even an innocent child is not immune to its perversion. Of course, like every megacity in the world, it’s a place where dreams come true. The skyscrapers, fast cars, bright lights and nightlife will always enthrall you. Each street is booming, and every destination boasts of its own distinctive spirit. From beaches to bars, hotels and local joints, adventure calls. It is the hub of modern Africa. The story of the Dark Continent cannot be told without giving Lagos its due mention. The core of oil-rich Nigeria rests on this legendary cinematic city. But it isn’t always pretty or inspiring. Behind the booming industries and glass-walled boardrooms, posh boutiques and luxury…

#SaveRosemary: Lend A Helping Hand This Easter

I shared a story on my Facebook wall a short while ago. It’s about a friend’s sister, Rosemary, who is s battling cancer and it has eaten a considerable part of her genitals and spreading. I had encouraged her sister BlesgnBilkisu Monde Oliver to open a twitter account to solicit for funds to help raise 3 million naira. As at the time I told her this, Blessing was not on Twitter. She didn’t know her way about it. I had to guide her. She put her tweets together and began raising awareness and seeking for funds, mentioning the handles of celebrities to see if they could help. Unfortunately, some idiotic folks got into the matter and smeared her efforts, saying it was all fake. Rosemary was broken and discouraged and begged Blessing to withdraw from social media. She was willing to die with a good name. I was sad. I didn’t…

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