Lying. Does. Wonders.

Like snow flakes melting away, they disappear. We see and watch them go. Like sand on the sea shore, Washed…

The Guy Behind the Mask

He is the guy behind the mask. Faceless and unknown they call him. He may or may not be me,…

Growing Up Is Such Sweet Sorrow

Granny’s “Love is fundamental, fear hinders success, tragedy is part of life and every trajectory must come to an infinite…

My Black Is Valid

I am strongly convinced, That my Black was there since the beginning of time, When the world was created and…

A Review Of Walcott’s (1958) Ti-Jean and his Brothers

Derek Walcott’s “Ti-Jean and his brothers” is a beautifully written equivocal play argued by critics to be not exactly realism…

Fear

Fear is inevitable. It cripples and makes us helpless, It smacks us in the gut and leaves us shaken, damaged…

Not. Easy.

If you are anything like me, Automatic, Driven, Busy, 10-hour-a-day University and a part-time job busy, No time to do-lunch…

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