“I got up for the umpteenth time, stretched the edges of my skirt and walked towards the window. The weather was so cold, it reminded me of past harmattan mornings. The air was hard too, making breathing a little painful. I shrugged it off and kept walking. “He has to be her son”. I concluded […]
Category: KEEPING FAITH
RIVER-WHELMED
“How do I begin to explain the enthusiasm that welled up in my belly as I heard her talk about setting goals for 2018. She was one of those people who was just deep effortlessly. So you can now imagine why I was so motivated to run into the new year and start building inventions that […]
O se! – thank you
Yes, you are correct, I am happy. That is not even a question you should be asking now. In fact, read the title again, and you will see the exclamation mark. Today, I want to tell you about many things whilst trying my best to suppress the Iya Ibeji character inside fighting to be heard. […]
Your Plans
Hey, what are your plans for me?”, I asked. It was those type of conversations that you plan before hand. The kind where you unconsciously orchestrate every rythm, pause and reply in your mind’s eye. To be sincere, even though I knew it was a good thing to gain clarity about what it was He […]
Eggs and the king of hearts
“Hey, we have decided to reap our hearts from your grip. Yes, we grew attached, but we have now reached a consensus that our egg craves for the warmth of the crate.” ©victory Osas (November 2017) I was having a conversation recently with a friend centred on “relationship” and how fragile our hearts are. […]
Like puppets
The master conductor stood before the group of talented musicians. There was absolute silence as the concert was about to begin. He told them that when he raised his hands they should sing and when he folds his fist they should halt. He said that their eyes should not waver from his and the rod […]
A place of dead bones
Victory’s note: Hello, I trust that you are awesome! Today, we would be looking back at this amazing piece from 2017. It was written some weeks before I passed out of NYSC. This was God telling me keep trusting Him as He takes me to my destiny. This is God telling you not to go back […]
Can anything good come out?
He screamed with every nerve left in his body, “somebody help me”. Time was running out and the branch he held on to was guaranteed to give way soon. The face of death stared him from the cliff where he hung and he silently prayed that someone, anyone at all would come his way. Suddenly, […]
