Saturday 28 February 2015

The Ones I Never Got to Know


Little cousin of mine
It’s been a while you left
Nonetheless not forgotten with the passage of time
Too young for that place of rest
But they always say God knows best
This burden of sorrow lies heavy on my chest

Wednesday 25 February 2015

She is Not a Trophy

Image Source: Google

She's not a trophy
Not similar to a metal
Of whatever kind of precious stone
Be it gold, sapphire, diamond
She's not a trophy.

Saturday 21 February 2015

Art Weekend: Cat


Hi. So i thought I'd do a cat this week. In this part of the world, Africa;especially in Nigeria, people believe that cats are agents of witchcraft or are even witches themselves. While that might be true, it doesn't stop me from believing them to be cute. I don't know about any other animal that can land on its own feet even after falling from a great height. I think cats are awesome.

By: Oluwatobi Afolabi
A student of Creative Arts at the University of Lagos. I love drawing, reading, wattpad and dodo. Follow me on instagram @spazotrois

Friday 20 February 2015

Abiku - The Reincarnation


The woman was bent over the still figure of the child as she tried to pry his mouth open so she could feed him some of the concoction in the earthenware pot she was holding. The boy turned his head away from his mother and let out a loud wail. His little three year old cry filled the tiny hut and the woman dropped the earthenware pot on the floor as she sat on the mat the boy lay on.

Wednesday 18 February 2015

Self Discovery


“Man can starve from a lack of self-realization as much as… from a lack of bread.” – Richard Wright, Native Son, 1940

When I came across this quote from Richard’s Wright “Native Son,” it reminded me of ONE of my days in the studio on Teen’s Time with Chichi, a motivation programme on Inspiration Fm 92.3 and the topic in focus had been self discovery. Self discovery is something that every individual has to go through and it is simply that process of learning about one’s self and one’s capabilities. It involves gaining knowledge of YOUR own abilities, character and an understanding of one’s self.

Would You Rock This Hairstyle?

Monday 16 February 2015

The Other Side of Love

Image source: Google

"I love you, Deronke!" He said as he got close to the dining table. His eyes were moist, and veins stood out on his face, neck and arms. I wondered how long he had been crying, shedding angry, bitter tears for a love lost. I wondered how long he had kept those words buried in his heart. The words that he now poured on me.

Sunday 15 February 2015

Art Weekend: Clocks


I was asleep one day and it flashed before my eyes. I don't know if I was dreaming or if I was almost awake. I think it is one of those brief periods between sleep and lucidity. 

Happy Birthday to an ACR Reader Adedamola Daniel Dairo


Hey guys today is the birthday of one an ardent Akin's Corner reader (ACR) and i just want to say a happy birthday to the young man.

Saturday 14 February 2015

Valentine Special: A Letter to You My Crush


I'm looking for her.
Is that her in the BRT -line?
With the bangles and high heels
Used to trek to gate now she take cabs
I don't want her 'cause she may post me
But I heard she just broke up
Her old guy, dulled up He drank too many seven-up
What type of drink you want girl?
I'm VODKA  forever

Funny Pictures About Valentine That Will Make You Laugh



Who are You Spending Valentine With?

Valentine Special: Wuraola

Image Credit: Kerry Park

Wura from the black soil - a winsome fairness
Unspeckled skin – sacred to the spectacles
Rays recollected in a feminine silhouette
All eyes can’t but slumber in the stupor of admiration
Oh! Are the orbs of your oval face moulded from the soil of the sun?
Let your lamp of love lighten the labyrinth of my heart
Accept prithee my poetic platonic proposal...

Happy Birthday Taiwo and Kehinde + Valentine Wishes to Readers


It is still surprising to realize that its already a year since I received that phone call to inform me of the birth of these two amazing little children. I remember quite clearly I was with bae (now ex) and I had this really stunned look on my face when I was told the twins had arrived. I was ecstatic with joy and out of habit I recall whooping for joy in public.

Thursday 12 February 2015

The Midnight Visitor - Part 2


(Excerpt From Part 1 Mother had come into the room by now and we both rushed to see what had happened. Kasali lay on the ground below, sprawled on the floor unconsciously with his life oozing out of him as father reeled from the window and landed another slap on my face. “I hope he is dead!” with that father left and I slumped to the floor crying and praying Kasali would be alright.) To read part 1 CLICK HERE

Father ordered Akin to close the doors and the windows as he watched me from his room which he had left the door ajar. I shut my own door just to conceal my shame from his probing eyes which still held a glare of fury in it.  I allowed myself fall to the floor listlessly and tears trickled down my cheeks without abandon as I tried to stop the surge with the edge of my wrapper.

Does This Bring Back Any Childhood Memory?


Drop your comment if you can relate to this.

Wednesday 11 February 2015

Top 7 Most Expensive Places to Live in Lagos


The dream of owning one's own home is the dream of every Nigerian citizen. It doesn't matter if you area landlord or currently living in a rented apartment, check out this list of the seven most expensive places to live in Lagos. 

Question for the Day: Fake Ass Vs Real Butt?


Fake Vs Real....which would you rather go for?

Tuesday 10 February 2015

Episode 11 - Now That You Are Here; A Tale of Deceit and Betrayal



[Excerpt from Episode 10: They were both on the roller coaster of pleasure when Gbade’s voice broke through the cloud of passion “Damilola…” his voice sounded like it came from a thousand miles away but it was enough cold water to dampen the hot fire. The two sprung apart as they faced Gbade standing there, a briefcase in one hand and a box of chocolates in the other]. To read episode 10 CLICK HERE

The two sprung apart as if their bodies were on fire. Muyiwa was the first to take control and he tried to maintain a bland expression as he stared at Gbade’s face which was contorted with rage. Damilola on the other hand bowed her head in shame and refused to meet Gbade’s gaze as for some few seconds they all stood in silence with Gbade’s eyes darting from one guilty person to the other. His reaction was so unexpected that it took all of them by surprise.

Which Musician do You Think This Guy is Glistening to?


I go with Olamide and probably the music is "Go Down Low"

Monday 9 February 2015

Music Series: The Boy is Mine


The song “The Boy is Mine” is a duet by American recording artistes Brandy and Monica and was released in 1998. The song became the best selling song in the US for that year, spending 13 weeks at number on Billboard Hot 100. 

This is a continuation of “Don’t Take My Man,”to read that  CLICK HERE

You need to give it up.
Had about enough.
It's not hard to see,
the boy is mine.

Ada sashayed into the familiar room that was her best friend’s apartment. True best friends didn't go around trying to score with your boyfriend not to talk of stepping out with him. She headed straight for Lizzy’s bedroom and signaled her bodyguard to remain in the living room. As she entered the large bedroom she heard the sound of the shower running and figured Lizzy must be in the bathroom as she called out to her.

‘Just a moment Ada’ Lizzy yelled back as the sound of running water stopped. Ada controlled the animalistic urge to barge into the bathroom and confront Lizzy head on and she jammed her hands together to control the shaking. Lizzy was all smiles as she came out with nothing on but a flimsy towel tied around her chest that ended just below her knees. She was beautiful with her rich dark hair falling to her shoulders in a lovely curl that was perfectly natural. A mix breed of a French man and an Igbo woman, she was stunning to look at and perfectly aware of her own looks, Lizzy never tired of using it to her advantage. Her tall slender frame belied the strength that lied within and has being the undoing of many a men.  Despite her own successful music career, Ada sometimes felt like a fluke beside her best friend. Although she was careful never to let it show, she had the nagging fear that she paled in comparism to her drop dead gorgeous friend. She was equally a pretty thing to look at and had more than her fair share of attention but she was like a village beauty queen compared to Lizzy's Miss World beauty standard.
  
“What’s up with you babes, you look so tensed?” Lizzy’s voice broke the chain of her thoughts and she realized she had been glowering at Lizzy. While she had been glaring unconsciously, Lizzy had dropped her towel and was standing in nothing but her birthday suit as she preened and creamed her body, staring at her own reflection in one of the many standing mirrors that surrounded the room. 

Ada glared for a few seconds more before she finally blurted out “Why Lizzy, why? Why do you always have to be a backstabbing low life bitch. I don't mind your bitchy ways but that's because we always have each other's back and you had to go right ahead and stab me." 

Lizzy paused for a moment with a frown marring her otherwise flawless face and stared at Ada in genuine puzzlement. "What in Jupiter's name are you talking about?" she asked with a cock of her eyebrow.  The innocent attitude only seemed to infuriate Ada the more as she moved closer to Lizzy and repeated with clenched teeth "Quit the holier than thou attitude slutty best friend of mine, tell me you haven't been shagging with Andrew and God knows i will totally flip. How could you Liz! He is my frigging boyfriend."

Lizzy's expression went from surprise to amusement as understanding dawned on her pretty face and she burst out laughing before replying “Take a chill pill Ada, it’s nothing really. Didn't think you were going to mind at all seeing that you are stringing the soppy dude along. I was bored and needed something to amuse myself and seducing him seemed to take my mind off it for a while. It's not like you have genuine feelings for Dre so why so serious babes?" Her tone clearly indicated that she was far from feeling sorry and this only seemed to infuriate Ada even further.

“This boy is mine Lizzy and I want you to back off. You don't take your boredom out on my man so take your petty games somewhere else." Ada tried to keep her emotions in check as she realised she was beginning to raise her voice. It would be a shame and scandal for the both of them if word got out they were quarreling over a man. 

“Quit acting like a fool Ada, Andrew is beneath us, just a toy to pass time with. Men have never been a big deal in times past, don’t make a big deal out of him.” Ada’s hand moved so quickly Lizzy didn’t see it coming until Ada’s palm hit her cheek. Her cheek smarted from the pain and she stared at her best friend first in shock then in anger. Her light skin turned red where she had been hit and her body trembled with contained anger,

 “Get out! I want you to get the freaking fuck outta my apartment now Ada. Just so you know, I will have him just because I can and there is nothing you can do about it!" Ada stared at her bets friend for a minute before she flounced off the room, determined to have her revenge.

To be continued

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Saturday 7 February 2015

Art Weekend: Afro


This one was just a little doodle that turned out really cool, so i just did it on a bigger scale. I don't think I'm done, maybe I'll complete it later. I have this affinity for afros. I think it's completely African and I'm African. So it works.


By: Oluwatobi Afolabi
A student of Creative Arts at the University of Lagos. I love drawing, reading, wattpad and dodo. Follow me on instagram @spazotrois

Friday 6 February 2015

No, I Don't


Her heart was thumping against her chest so loudly she was surprised none of the bridesmaid or the other women around could hear the loud thumping. She looked at the faces of the people milling around her and swallowed resignedly, they didn’t understand her plight. None of them knew of her grief and she could not trust any of them well enough to bare her pain. Even if by chance any of them heard the thumping in her chest, they would probably mistake it as nervousness or excitement on her ‘big day.’ Who wouldn’t think that? It was after all her wedding and she was supposed to be the happiest woman in the world right then but she felt anything but that; far from it.

Did You Eat Any of These As Kids?


For those that didn't eat any of these as kids, all i can say is you don't know what you missed. Coconut biscuit was my favourrite, which was yours?

Thursday 5 February 2015

Tell Tale Signs To Know If You Have Ever Been in Love


The big “L” as we all know has often been mistaken for a lot of other emotions such as infatuation or lust. The feeling of being in love however goes beyond liking someone or wanting to have sex with them. Not to confuse love for any other emotion, here are seven signs to tell you if you are in love or have ever been in love.

Question for the day: Would You Allow Yourself Be Kissed Like This?


So if bae likes kissing this way, would you want to kiss him/her everyday?

Tuesday 3 February 2015

We've Got To Plan


As a young adult growing into a world of responsibilities, the realization that there is a lot of pressure on me to succeed weighs heavily on me. As a child, I was free of expectations, I could choose to be a lawyer one day and a week after become fascinated with the idea of becoming a doctor. One of the advantages of being a child is that feeling of innocence and not having to worry about a thing in the world as everything is being taken care of by the adults.

Question for the Day


What's your pick?

Monday 2 February 2015

Advice For the Day

The Midnight Visitor


The persistent soft knock on the window brought me out of dreamland. My foggy brain took a minute longer than normal to register that the sound that woke me was the knock on the window. I yawned and stretched on the bed lazily before the soft knock came again. My head jerked instinctively to the direction of the noise and a frown marred by face as I pondered what could be making the noise. A quick look at my bedside clock read 1:47 a.m. Alarmed I jumped off from bed as my thoughts flew to a possible burglary. The knock came again, this time a bit harder and forceful and I tiptoed to the window and heard the soft hissing sound of Kasali’s voice came.

Sunday 1 February 2015

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