By Tunde Odesola I’ll beat about the bush because a hunter beats about the bush for reasons, which include awakening the bush, calling attention to his...
Tunde Odesola Wracked by a head-splitting fever and a head-aching red eye, this article may not see the light of day. But if it’s ever published,...
Tunde Odesola Nose – off-centre; mouth – misshapen; eyes – squinted; ears – rabbity; every Nigerian is familiar with this green face without a grin. On...
Tunde Odesola Ikú Bàbá Yèyé o! I hail thee, ‘omo ikú tí ikú ò gbódò pa’ – the child of death, whom death must not kill;...
Tunde Odesola Abimbola’s eyes had seen 999 battles; so, one more battle would not make him go blind. Having survived a milestone of battles, it was...
Tunde Odesola Once upon a time in the land of Ìwásè, Orunmila, Yoruba god of Wisdom and Divination, thought to showcase Yoruba science, divination, arts and...
Tunde Odesola Embarrassment has no truer depiction than the guilt a debtor feels each time the string of his indebtedness twangs at his soul. I am...
Tunde Odesola The darkness was so heavy you could touch it. ’Twas so thick it could stain. Sinister and choking, the darkness screened off the sky...
Tunde Odesola Dear Uncle Ahmed, Kowtowing is when a kowtower bows before wealth, power and influence. But, Your Excellency, when I refer to you as ‘Uncle...
Tunde Odesola Moonless and mournful, the serene night was pierced by the hoots of an owl perching atop HillTop coven owned by the sad and sadistic...