NKEM… MY OWN.

If you didn’t already know, I am Nigerian. Intrinsically from the Eastern part. Igbo to be precise. And that is where the title of this post is from… An Igbo title for an Igbo girl, ya dig?  Nkem. My own. It means, my own.   Now see, I cannot count the number of times I … More NKEM… MY OWN.

THE POST OF ONE

This post of one, I write with everything in me. I write with truth, with my hopes, my dreams, who I am… I leave nothing out. Nothing. I feel at this moment, like an artiste about to perform on stage. About to play her instrument. With the weight of the world on my shoulders. With … More THE POST OF ONE

ONE SWEET MOMENT…

Usually I blog once a week, but I couldn’t resist this one. It was pouring out of me. So here goes. But wait. Plug in to Birdy’s “Wings”. Listen. Feel it. It flows with this post. And I saw Bearded Monster again. All this time spent trying to make him hate me, all the time … More ONE SWEET MOMENT…