Zayzee Writes

Despite the fact that I really don’t like this tag thing, I think this is one of my most enjoyable post because of the comments. I liked the guesses made and the reasons given why some answers were favoured as the lie. I honestly wish I could withhold the suspense of revealing the truths and the lie, but strangely, even me, Uzezi, is waiting for this post. I think I must be going crazy. Okay, no more long story, let’s get down to business. My Caveman is a blogger. We have some investigative reporters in blogville who know how to research this and find out if it’s true or false. And there is a particular blogger who knows himself, and knows this answer to the very bottom because he always suspected. Finally, his curiosity was satisfied when we minus me visited his office. Do you know what it means for a guy to tell you that your Caveman is a cool dude? I talk too much. Number one is very very true. And I’m on a mission to stop him from blogging, and I really don’t know why I’m doing tha...

Aloofar had the guts to tag me. I’m only doing it as a special birthday present for him because he had the audacity to drag his mum into labour on Feb 14, when she already had other plans with her husband for valentine. So let’s see who has the audacity to figure out my one lie and two truths. And please I really can’t tag anyone. So if I break the rules, forgive me in the spirit of love. My caveman is a blogger I have two mothers I have a seven year old daughter PS: I have gist o. Seriously. Plenty. I just have to get this meme out of the way for the gist to come in. And I pray that gist comes in this month, and that I won’t disappear from blogville.

It’s a new year and I promised a new dawn to my blogging, but I haven’t updated. Shame on me. Just a lot of things tying me down right now. Work and other stuff. I promise to do better blogging once I’m fully settled in the rock city. And I haven’t even moved yet. What happened to many bloggers who have suddenly disappeared? Well, not so suddenly but gradually rather? And others going private? Please I need all the invites o! I didn’t cause trouble on any blog so please.................... Too many have gone private I can’t even start mentioning them. There is a new blogger Her Story who left a comment on my last post, I went to her blog and was disturbed. Concerned should be the right word. Please guys, just visit her and let your God given wisdom help you leave good comments that will make her see reasons differently and lean on God. If she found me on blogville, then she found some of you too, but I still don't see anybody's comments there. And I said in my last post that I...

Happy New Year everyone. Hope you all had amazing celebrations. And that your seat belts are ready for the journey that will take us to the last day of this year. One of the things that occurred to me early this year is that not until 2012 will we have February 29. So we are a day short this year. Let’s do all we can do to make up for more than that one day. Okay, on to my post for today. I have two blogs as some of you know. This one, and aroundlagos (see it on the sidebar). I love aroundlagos a lot, but somehow, I let it rot away without updating it. I have decided to put it down, so I won’t have to say (it was so much easier when I had one, like Solomonsydelle. But seriously SS, do you mean the blogs or the kids? Blogs and kids are more than one for you). Another lazy reason for dropping aroundlagos is the fact that my location has changed. For some months now, I have been commuting Lagos-Abeokuta, my new base because of work. In a week time, I would have moved fully to Abeokuta fo...

It began once upon a time that I became a blogger. As you all know, I didn’t go with a pseudonym, because I sensed that this could be a medium for me to express my creativity and prepare myself for my future as a writer. What more, I came into this blog world as a journalist and as a journalist; there is nothing that is much more important than your name. When I came here, I wished to increase the number of people who read my write ups in the newspaper. In those days, because I reported the ARTS, I used to blog some of my write ups and interviews which had already been published. For those who don’t know, my name is Uzezi Ekere and I am 28. My favourite food is Starch and Banga soup. Although I had a science background and even got admitted to study Medicine at UNIBEN, God saved me that misfortune and Mass Communication became me at the Lagos State Polytechnic. I love to write and that is the greatest talent that I have which I treasure deeply. I wish I could paint or draw - I have a g...

I had absolutely no interest whatsoever in The Gambia, until I had no choice, but to be interested because at the moment that is where my heart lies. No! Not with the country. Having a new found interest in The Gambia, made me open my map of Africa, then focus on the West Africa country that is smaller than my beloveth Lagos. Before going, The Cave Man had tried to impress me about the place and how much I will fall in love with The Gambia and the peace and quiet. I didn’t believe it of course. Lagos and I are still enjoying our transgressions. One friend told me that the place is a great tourist attraction and that the country makes a lot of revenue from tourism. I visited their website and saw that much. The website also made me understand that certain things couldn’t be purchased there, so you have to come prepared. The Gambians are very dark in complexion compared to us, but they appear very peaceful and the place is peaceful. So peaceful to the extent that it’s kind of boring when...

Sitting in the departure lounge at the airport, alone because only those travelling could be there, both of them kept contact through the phone as she waited to be transported away, far from him. And here are some text messages they exchanged in those few minutes, before the plane arrived. SHE: Though my memory with him always is, the smell of me he dabbed around HIM: And I’ve got part of you with me. Your hanky. SHE: And that too. Stained with sand from my heels. Will you wash it? HIM: Nope I won’t. SHE: Does that poem fall under haiku? Haiku poems are 14 words. Not sure the number of syllables. Will edit it at home and blog it. HIM: Haiku poems talk about nature as they relate to human relationships. 14 line poems are Shakesparean. SHE: Naa. As long as it’s 14 words and a certain number of syllables, it’s haiku. HIM: Thought you said 14 lines. SHE: What will you do with a dirty handkerchief? HIM: It still has your smell. SHE: Ok. The face towel in the bathroom has my smell too. If I...