• Time of Visitation
    Letters from Uncle JD

    Not Missing the Time of Your Visitation (Part 2)

    During those days while I was learning faith for supplies was also the period when my wife-to-be was being wooed by another brother.Now, as at then, I hadn’t proposed but had arrived at this assurance that she was the one for me. We were friends, all was fine until the brother showed up. Now, the brother seemed to have all things going far better for him than I could boast of. First, he was pursuing his doctorate, worked at one of the best universities in Nigeria, was well-to-do, was a leader of great standing in the Christian community he fellowshipped at, and to crown it, he was from the same…

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    Omolabake Episode 12

    Episode 12 Morinsola sat by Lekan on the large cane chair in the veranda. She wiped off the fading red paint on her toe nails with nail vanish “She decided to drive herself. Ever since Gideon left, she wouldn’t let anyone drive her. And trust me, not even her father can convince her otherwise.” “I see” Lekan continued his candy crush game. He echoed the sound as his swiped his striped candy “Tasty, the boy must be special” “Special? He certainly is! She was human while he was around. Now, she hardly even notices people in the office.” She brought out two shades of blue paint from her paint bag.…

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    Omolabake 10 & 11

    Welcome to our new space! We hope you enjoyed your flight? Greetings to all first timers! I think we should celebrate this new Site together! Hence the gift of an extra chapter. Kindly share this post and also, you can subscribe for newsletters for updates and more. Cheers to us! With Love, Lutomi Modesola.   Episode 10 “So are we friends?” Gideon asked as they walked towards the sitting area “I know you certainly aren’t my enemy” She answered Gideon pulled out a chair for Omolabake to sit on at an empty table. “Tell me, what are your plans?” She looked at him “I applied to Seoron do brand management…

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    Omolabake Episode 8

    I am so sorry esteemed readers, I have been out of power on all my devices for the last 18hrs+. Thank you for bearing with me! Episode 8 As Gideon stepped into the Drivers’ Lounge, Stanley raised his head as the door opened “Look who we have here.” Stanley took water from the dispenser. The room was well lit and had the necessities. Two men sat opposite each other, playing a board game. The older of the two being the driver of Otunba Ibikunle-Pearse was fondly called Baba Lucas by all and Jude, a younger man were at a standstill in their chess game. “How is Omolabake doing?” Baba Lucas…

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    Omolabake Episode 7

    Seven they say is the perfect number! I have a good news to share, actually several… But we will take one today! Before I share, We now have a page on Facebook you can follow to get updates, gist, behind the scene thoughts and all… Here is the link https://www.facebook.com/Lutomi-Modesola-155383391777303/ And to the good news, Omolabake will now come twice a week! So here you go for all who asked! Tuesdays and yep, Fridays… Now to today’s episode… Episode 7 A reality television show was on, but Omolabake was not watching. Demola was. They sat on a sofa in his sitting room. With he had his gaze on the Tv,…

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    Omolabake Episode 3

    “Sweetheart, you won’t believe what I had to do today?” Morinsola recounted details of her day to her husband. She stood by the doorway into the kitchen weaving her hair into two cornrows. It was her favourite routine to avoid shrinking of her natural hair. “Am all ears” he pursed his lips. He continued to peel the skin off the Paw-paw at the sink. She narrated the details of her day. “…the funny thing is that to pay him a driver’s salary will be like underpaying him because he is actually more than qualified to be a driver.” “Remind me babe… how old is he?” “About twenty-six or twenty-seven “Ok,…

  • Words To Live By

    Music

    There has always been this beats versus lyrics controversy… Some will say, the Beat ooo… Others will say the lyrics just have to really rock.  For me, the beat may be the attraction… But the lyrics always determines if such attraction will be sustained.   So, here is me asking you?  What’s you music about, the beat or the lyrics? Would you listen to crap music even with good beats? #wordstoliveby And yes, thank you for joining the words to live by Train.  Love.