Growing up, I had a sweet bitter relationship with molues. We were living in Mile 12 while schooling in Somolu. I was introduced to the world of tracks at about 5,6 years aka you run after bus. You had to get to the Mile 12 bus stop at a particular time. If you don't, you'd … Continue reading Molue: The pre-danfo and BRT era.
I've had a fever all day and as I lay in bed wondering how long it would take water to boil on my skin, I remembered an incident that happened when I was a kid. We had a hospital in our compound there were always constant visits there. Whenever I had a fever, I noticed … Continue reading Disappearing Act