My good friend Mandela wrote the male version of Love me fiercely and even though I am not a guy, I suspect that he has hit the nail on the head. (Guys, am I right?) We have the most random of conversations based on his whatsapp status and he just seemed like the right person for the job. Thanks for indulging me on such short notice, … Continue reading Love me fiercely: The Men’s Version
We all know how much I enjoy trotro rides. I have even learnt how to climb a troski in heels and a pencil skirt, but ever since I ripped the back of my dress getting into a 207, I vowed not to sit in a troski unless I absolutely had to. Enter Uber. Cheaper rates than the regular taxis, most of the time. If you … Continue reading Uber-who?
Ever bought fried yam? You can probably relate! 😉 Continue reading Bayerɛnomics
Love me fiercely. Love me boldly. Surprise me with hausa koko at work. Fight for the last piece of soft wele when you buy me waakye from Auntie Adiza, just because you know my heart will smile when my teeth sink in with ease. Cover me with a blanket and kiss my forehead even though I am fast asleep. I may not be awake but … Continue reading Love me fiercely
This is a list of things I hope to do by the time I am thirty. It is more like a wishful thinking list. They are not in order of importance, just in order of what came to mind first. These lists are exciting to make and as always, I don’t know if I will get 30 things but let’s see how this goes! Xx … Continue reading 30 before 30
Mr President-Elect, Last week Friday was one of the most exciting days of my life, not because you won (no offense, that is also exciting) but because of something else. For the first time in a very long time, I saw Ghanaians unite in the most extraordinary way to celebrate your victory. From Tamale to Techiman, through Kumasi to Sakumono, people took to the … Continue reading Mr President-Elect…
Please find below the text of the talk I gave at TedXCentralUniversity2016. If you know me, you will know that I am a talkative so I did a bit of ad libbing. But the essence of the talk is captured here. I chose the topic ‘Retelling the Ghanaian story’ because I am a storyteller and I am very passionate about Ghana. I hope this inspires … Continue reading Retelling the Ghanaian story: TedXCentralUniversityWomen2016
Everyone knows I love trotros. They bring me too much joy. It also means I am a veteran when it comes to trotros and their seating. The best seats in the trotro are window seats. Not only do you not have to move until you get to your destination, you also have an escape route if your sitting mate has foul breath or interesting body … Continue reading The anatomy of trotro seating..
It was there when I got home. My dinner. Two bowls covered with a napkin. I hate it when she does this- plays the dutiful wife when I have been a jerk. That ‘coals of fire’ thing they taught us in Sunday School actually works. It makes me feel worse for not being there for her. These days, she spends more time staring at the … Continue reading Soliloquy
One word to describe how I feel about #BloGhAwards16: WOW!! When I walked up to receive the Best Blog Award, I shared snippets of the Kenikodjo story. I started updating my Facebook status more frequently two years ago because I was done with National Service and out of a job. (Vodafone browned me😢) I wrote about everything- from roasted plantain to trotro mates and dumsor. … Continue reading This one is for all of us!
I first saw this on Dr AOA’s blog and then I also discovered Nana Ama Agyeman Asante‘s list. Initially, I started compiling my list out of curiosity to see what would pop into my mind and if I could make it to 100. It turns out that I had so many things to write down that I was tempted to shift the number to 150. Ladies and gentlemen, … Continue reading 100 things that make me happy
For the unconventional girl.. I love you With your trousers that fit your hips but not your waist, your chipped red fingernails, and your ponytail that has three or more strands sticking out, barely touching your neck. Your imperfect self. I love the way you look when you wake up from a nap, the sleep lines drawn on your face like an artist’s masterpiece; … Continue reading Imperfect
So I have this other blog that you should check out…😊 Source: I wear a ring and it is not for sale Continue reading I wear a ring and it is not for fashion
Many people have written poems about death- with deep statements about appreciating life while you have it. This isn’t one of them. Besides we all know I am not a poet- I tell stories. It is just something that popped in my head after I saw this picture on Nana Kofi Acquah’s timeline. You should go and see his photo exhibition at Alliance Francaise- ‘Don’t call … Continue reading When I die
Inspired by a song I accidentally heard today.. Hey I almost called today To say I was sorry But I didn’t have the nerve to, Or maybe it was pride. I can’t tell the difference these days. I know I should have called earlier, But there were too many barriers- Your mother, our many differences, The things we both said to each other that I … Continue reading I almost called..
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