Memoirs of a PH Cab Guy: N9,000 and a dangerous offer
By Ghanaman "Then she walked over to where I was standing beside my driver’s door. In a very calm, almost soothing voice, she asked where I lived. She was apologetic, but the tone was just…
By Ghanaman "Then she walked over to where I was standing beside my driver’s door. In a very calm, almost soothing voice, she asked where I lived. She was apologetic, but the tone was just…
As a child growing up, I was a boxing fan. I loved watching and reading about Muhammad Ali. My obsession with boxing started in 1980 when my family travelled to the United Kingdom. While waiting…
By Ghanaman There are times when person go just come out to hustle and immediately start facing serious distractions. Temptations come in different forms in my line of work. If you no discipline yourself, you…
I hear there was a football match over the weekend between El-Kanemi Warriors and Ikorodu City. Someone told me it was the Nigerian Federation Cup final. I refused to believe them. How could it be?…
By Ghanaman It was not a good Monday for me. In fact, at some point, I just wanted to shut down, go home and relax. My body was already weak from the football training I'd…
There is something bittersweet about watching a FIFA World Cup as a Nigerian. The football is beautiful. The stories are inspiring. The stadiums are alive. The drama is unforgettable, but somewhere in the middle of…
Social media went into overdrive a month ago before, during, and after the now famous fight between Portable and Carter Efe, two entertainers, two chaos merchants, and somehow, two men with causes. The pair went…
By Ghanaman After skipping work on Monday night so I could attend the Mayor of Pitakwa Comedy Show, I resolved to make up for lost time the following day. So come Tuesday, I got ready,…
By Ghanaman When I called Ella after accepting her order to discuss terms, she didn’t even give me the chance. In a worried tone, she asked me to just locate the hotel she was in…
We are all going to die. That is a truth we know. But no one ever wants to be the one writing about the death of a parent, a sibling, or a friend. The first…