A. One morning, while taking a walk in Afikpo, I tried to emulate a man whose strides fascinated me. He slanted his neck at an improbable angle and raised his shoulders perpetually. He walked, [...]
Nengi Walking through the Yelwan Tudu Bauchi market with Kechi reminded me of home, back in Lagos, when my caterer sister and I walked through Balogun market half-frantically searching for last minute spices to [...]
Whenever i hear the word “city”, especially in the 2010’s, i immediately imagine a metropolis, even though the dynamic changes when this city is situated in Nigeria. I visited Zaria city for the first [...]
Newton’s First Law of motion says a body remains at rest or constantly in motion unless an external force act upon … No, this is not Physics, this is just a series of questions [...]
In the ancient city of Zaria a girl stares at me as I take her picture. She is not less than five; her eyes are aglow with a childish sense of innocence, her brow [...]
A. I know a familiar tinge of sadness intimated with the rituals of leaving. I can declaim the sudden disarrangement in time—usually a dark, windy dawn, a cold hurried bath, the picking up of [...]
The surface of every story has to be peaceful. I know this now. When I introduce myself to the people I meet on the road, I have to redraw the borders of memory and [...]
1. Walking along the roads of Ahmadu Bello University campus in Zaria, we see a poster of a popular Nigerian actress on the wall. What is that like, asks my friend, to see an [...]
1. “I am telling you this because you are my brother and you spoke to me in my language.” He refused to tell me his name even after I offered mine, but he called [...]