Sometimes I think my Pig Farm (The suburb within Accra I grew up in) upbringing has really influenced a lot of my thinking. The population on social media are somewhat different from the population and caliber of people I saw in the neighborhood mostly.
general musings on life, art, anything that interests me and sharing my random thoughts
Thursday, October 8, 2015
Wednesday, September 23, 2015
When You Call Me Ugly. . . (Wiyaala)

I feel you want me to be like you or others like you.
You set my brain back to the times when I could not be normal, the times you weren't there, the times I hardly had use for a mirror.
When you say I am ugly, I think you want me to conform.
Monday, June 8, 2015
Victim and Villain
He pursued and got her interested.
She fell and admitted it.
They started out and dated to the point of courtship.
They had become exclusive.
She had asked if he was married. Or had kids.
Both he had denied seriously.
And so for 14 months, she thought this exclusive meant exclusive.
He would cancel out on appointments sometimes and would only sit out with her in the company of a male friend of his.
She fell and admitted it.
They started out and dated to the point of courtship.
They had become exclusive.
She had asked if he was married. Or had kids.
Both he had denied seriously.
And so for 14 months, she thought this exclusive meant exclusive.
He would cancel out on appointments sometimes and would only sit out with her in the company of a male friend of his.
Thursday, May 28, 2015
The Turnaround
No. That relationship was not the best. However it
had potential. It had potential to be one of the best and the only. All
Akushika wanted was to have open conversations with the man of her life.
Conversations that were unending and
reciprocated. She did not want to always be the one to initiate conversation and to make suggestions of dates. Aku had become weary of constantly been let
down at the last minute.
Friday, September 12, 2014
#NoChoBo: Blogging Ghana meets Ghana Medical Association
On Wednesday
10thSeptember 2014,the Ghana Medical Association (GMA) and Blogging
Ghana held a forum at the Bloggers Ghana hub to sensitize the public on Ebola
and Cholera prevention and management.
#NoChoBo, The Hand Sanitizer Distribution Campaign

Sunday, June 22, 2014
Guts! Beautiful Stubbornness!
I know nothing about football.
Okay I know something.
I know penalty. I know cornerkick. I know midfield and defenders and strikers. Oh I know pain when Manchester United and Ghana loses any match.
Damn! I know football like that. Lol.
Saturday, April 5, 2014
My Pledge To Myself
The more I counted, the more I felt the shivers for all the
many illicit sex I had had. Curiosity and giving in to my bodily needs for sex
had seen me start to experiment with sex at age fourteen. By the time I was
done with junior high school, I could very well qualify for a really sexually
active teenage boy.
Monday, March 24, 2014
The Love Of My Wife
As much as possible, life had been a warm journey for me. Growing up in the suburbs of one of Accra's average neighborhoods, life had been fun and happy.
My parents tried all they could to provide a comfortable life for my siblings and I. For this, we are very grateful. I completed the university at age 22 and was done with my National service in a year's time.
Thursday, March 6, 2014
Open Letter To Newscasters
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