The title should actually have been “Men From Tee-One-One-Oh”. For we really are men, lest you think you’ve been tricked into reading one of those clips from Enid Blyton’s Children Series...

“I’m Oluranti” I introduced myself. Showing surprise, we talked/argued about it being a feminine name and how she has one friend, a girl that goes by the name. Then she said hers, “Oyinkansola”. Still talking about my name, we walked to the car park towards the right of the main building, at some minutes past 5 only few cars were left in the lot. Understandably so, it was on a Friday.

Man In Progress, I. While this might mean Man In Progress, I (the first person singular), it can also mean Man In Progress, I (the first of the Roman numeral) signifying the...

Oluwarantimi! The peace this name commands, The mental quietude, As I write this, Only the whirl of my fan, The chirping of happy nocturnals pervade my thoughts. Oluwarantimi; God remembers me!...

If Symptoms of Strike Persists. . .The wait has been hard, on and on,The weight has weakened the strong,The bait has got three prong,If symptoms of strike persists. The fate of students...

Short story: The sex life of a Lagos mad woman   Photo credit: CNNby ‘Seun SalamiOnly Rosco’s thing is sweeter than that Indomie and egg in this life, you have to believe me. This...