There are different types of love, agape is the most powerful kind of love anyone can show but here in this article, I would like to talk much about romantic love.Romantic love has taken over the scene of life companionship. Now the question here is; is falling in love normal?.Yes of course. Love is part … Continue reading Is Falling In Love Normal?
Someone asked me, "how can i build a strong relationship?" You see relationships today don't last long because of poor or false foundation. I tell people the fate of your relationship is embedded with/by how you lay its foundation. You see guys today wanting to woo a lady and they feel because the lady … Continue reading Advice On Relationships
≈Six≈ I slowly opened my eyes and was greeted with a throbbing pain in my head. I touched where my head had hit the table and felt a warm liquid. Great! Now I was bleeding. As I struggled to raise my body up, the incessant wails of Saba got my attention. I sprang up like … Continue reading BROKEN
≈Five≈ Tolaani left in the early hours of this morning to catch a bus to Ibadan. Papa had sent him to get something from a relative. I couldn't be more thankful and glad. “You appear to be jolly this afternoon. I can't see anything to be cheerful about,” Saba frowned at me. We were pounding … Continue reading BROKEN
Chapter 31«Zainab's POV» I was lonely at home. I wished Muhib would have taken me with him to his trip. I wanted to ask him but I was so scared. I wanted to ask him last night but I chickened out at the last moment. Thank goodness Intisar and Nura were coming today. I moved … Continue reading Bound By Love
≈Four≈ Tolaani has been bothering me ever since he came back from college. I even started putting on my big hijabs that reached me below my knees but to no avail. I stopped using veils completely and switched to big hijabs but it didn't hinder him from trying to touch me at any slightest chance. … Continue reading BROKEN
Dear God What happened when you created me, with my crippling social anxiety? Did you laugh as I shyed away, when other kids asked me to play? Why is it so hard to connect? Why am I such a reject? Am I destined to die alone, with nobody calling my phone? Or am I just … Continue reading DEAR GOD
≈Three≈ This chapter is dedicated to Omoope 1999. ********************** “Stop crying and run faster!” she shouted at me as we ran out of the compound. We ran as if we were being chased. We kept on running even when we could not hear the sound of gunshots again. We plumped on the ground, panting heavily. … Continue reading BROKEN