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Nobody is Watching

January 3, 2019April 19, 2020 / Taiwo Odumala / Leave a comment

“Write as though nobody is watching…” These words from Dan Brown struck me as I scrolled through Instagram. You see for a few weeks, I’ve been thinking about what my first post of the year should be. I’ve written so many articles but nothing seemed good enough to herald in all the great stuff I’ll … Continue reading Nobody is Watching

See What’s Coming

July 8, 2018April 19, 2020 / Taiwo Odumala / Leave a comment

It was raining cats and dogs as Seyi made for the small Baba Ijebu shop at Alayabiagba close to the popular Boundary market in Ajegunle. He needed to win some money before he lost his crush Sikira to Odior. "Ungrateful bastard", he thought to himself as he ran towards his favourite Baba Ijebu joint. Odior … Continue reading See What’s Coming

The Driving Test

April 12, 2018April 12, 2018 / Taiwo Odumala / Leave a comment

I don’t like tests. Don’t get me wrong, I pass them. But I don’t like them. Reason? How does my answering them correctly indicate that I really know what I know? How do 5 sets of questions determine that I have really learnt what I was meant to over a period of time? What if … Continue reading The Driving Test

The Smell of Sunday Morning

October 19, 2017 / Taiwo Odumala / Leave a comment

I had forgotten the smell of Sunday morning. It was the smell of dew and sounds of cooking pots in neighbouring houses as worshippers prepare for Church. It was also the not-too-distant sputtering of cars, an awakening sound from a week of un-use. There was the smell of freshly washed bodies as people made their … Continue reading The Smell of Sunday Morning

Ramadan: Dressing for Work Without Breaking “Much” Rules.

May 29, 2017 / Taiwo Odumala / Leave a comment

Happy Democracy Day Nigeria. So Ramadan started a few days ago and in a lot of ways, I'm still not prepared for it. But hey, we must Fast. So today I've decided to talk about Ramadan and dressing especially for those of us who work in places where there's no room for the flowing dresses … Continue reading Ramadan: Dressing for Work Without Breaking “Much” Rules.

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