There was a time when Tola and Bamidele couldn’t go a day without talking. Their calls stretched late into the night, filled with laughter, dreams, and whispered prayers. They spoke love fluently — not just in words, but in attention, small gestures, and that gentle way lovers look at each other as if the whole world is a shared secret. But life, as it often does, began to rearrange their rhythm. Work got heavier. Bills multiplied. The children came, beautiful and demanding in equal measure. Their home stayed full, yet…
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INTIMATE NOTES: The Boy Who Grew Into the Silence
David was just a boy who wanted to be seen. Not for his grades. Not for his strength. Not for what he could do to make everyone proud. Just seen — for existing. But his father was a man of few words, and his mother, too busy surviving her own storms, forgot that love unspoken is love unfelt. His father, once a powerful businessman who measured life by deals closed and figures achieved, rarely came home before midnight. Even when he did, his presence was a quiet shadow in the…
Read MoreINTIMATE NOTES: The Consequences of a Blood Covenant
Some stories are not told to seek sympathy, but to warn others before they walk the same painful path. This is one of them. I once believed love was enough — pure, strong, unbreakable. But love without wisdom can lead even the sincerest hearts into sorrow. When I was younger, I fell deeply in love with my secondary school sweetheart, Kayode. We were inseparable, naive, and convinced our love could survive anything. In our little town of Osi, Ondo State, life was simple and dreams were small — I just…
Read MoreThe Secrets We Don’t Post
Miriam scrolled through her gallery one quiet evening — the kind of scrolling that isn’t really about seeing, but remembering. There were photos of laughter at weddings, Sunday brunches, new hairstyles, and birthday cakes. Everything looked warm, full, and perfect. Yet she knew none of those pictures told the whole story. There was no post for the night she cried in the bathroom because her husband, Tobi, had been silent for days. No photo captured how they sat at opposite ends of the bed, speaking only through sighs and phone…
Read MoreNigerian Army Denies Shooting at Protesters in Rumuekpe, Calls Allegations Baseless
The 6 Division of the Nigeria Army in Port Harcourt has refuted allegations that its troops fired at and mistreated youths and women during a protest in Rumuekpe community, Emuoha Local Government Area of Rivers State. The Executive Director of the Youths and Advocacy Centre, Fyneface Dumnamene, had claimed that soldiers injured several people during the protest. The protest in Rumuekpe was organized by some residents, including women and elders, who were expressing dissatisfaction with multinational companies operating in their community. The acting Deputy Director of Public Relations for the…
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By Seun Olatunde Elizabeth hails from Osi in Ondo State, Nigeria. She had her primary and secondary education from same community before proceeding to learn hairdressing. Her lack of exposure to modern society contributed to her present ordeal but the deed had already been done. At 21, she had completed her study of hairdressing and got married to Kayode, her boyfriend since class 2. The duo dated a while and along the line she got pregnant while in class five (that’s SS2 now). They quickly resolved to terminate the pregnancy…
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