#nonfiction

We all have moments where we stand at a crossroads, staring at a door we are too terrified to open. For a long time, my biggest fear wasn't a career pivot or a financial leap. It was something much more

source The time capsule was unearthed from the place where it had remained buried for two hundred years. It was a discovery that had shocked the inhabitants of the post-tectonic era. The underground river

There is a loneliness in being almost understood — in standing close enough to reach for the right words and still missing. Some people can only ever meet you at the river's edge. And maybe the almost

A short semi-autobiographic story about freedom, love, and the realization that there are no side characters in life.

Walls are for defence and protection. We are used to thinking that walls protect those who raised them. I also think that some times it protects those on the other side of the wall. But this wall i raised

We in Europe tend to think that radical acceptance and blind tolerance is the only way to atone for a past which, judged in its rightful context, would make no true historian shudder. The 21st century

source Back then, student protests took place almost every day. The students would head out with their supply of rocks to confront the police at the university entrances. They felt safe inside the campus

I can still remember how unreal it felt, adrenaline was still rushing through my entire system, sweat beating down on my face...

pixabay Signals are common among African mothers. Whenever they want to warn you about something, just look at their faces; you will see reactions you never imagined, which might be misunderstood. Yes,

Nothing is more frustrating than the feeling of looking for something, especially when you know where you left it. I really abhor looking for things and i dont hide the disappointment in my face when i

Bigbro do not come home today if you don’t want to see mum. To be honest, it sounded strange hearing it the first time, I could not place my fingers on what my younger sister was saying, my brain still

Canva IA Ever since I was a little girl, I’ve felt a special connection to insects and spiders. It was strange to my mother and sisters that I wasn’t afraid of them; on the contrary, I loved watching them.

pictures geraeneted using geminiai Everyone in Umueze knew that Mama Chidinma had a gift. It wasn't the kind the village pastor dispensed every Sunday morning, pressing his sweaty palms against the villagers'

When I finished this book, I just sat there. Genuinely couldn't move for a few minutes and I need you to understand why. The book opens in 1865, on the famine-scarred west coast of Ireland, in the stunned

I hate it when people are insensitive to issues that require sensitivity. My younger brother had always not done great in school. Either he comes last or second to last. In fact, the day he came second

It has become her habit to wake up at 5, tiptoe into the kitchen, and drink sip hot water slowly as she lets her thoughts wander to the great possibilities the new day holds, at times drifting on how the

Chief Felix had arrived before the visitors came. I, seated among my colleagues, watched how Mr. Felix, with a lot of pride and a sense of accomplishment, gave a speech on how he created not just an empire

I will never forget my first NO. I'm not talking about being rejected. Can you get your mind off that area? I was the one saying NO. And I wasn't being asked out too. Can you also get your mind off that

Believe it or not it is possible for people to support you to an extent you start having the feeling whether you truly wanted that attention. I'm a living witness to that truth. Though it is a road less