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Free thine Crotch

Do you overly admire the display pictures of people on their WhatsApp pages? Hm! A gentleman I know, Yaw, is so disappointed; he’s broken his own heart.

He told me a few days ago that a friend of his had added him to a WhatsApp group.  He seemed very excited about the group.  He would forward insightful posts from that particular platform to me and tell me about his new friends etc.

Help!

Oh I have missed you so much, it hurts.  There is so much to tell you, I don’t know where to start from.  But I had to definitely go off for a few weeks.  The doctor had advised; heeding was for me to do.Huh, I didn’t want anyone to know this, but you, I can trust:  Obodai has for the third time put me in a family way and “merhn”, I don’t know if to blame it on my aging waist … but this time around, I really feel hassled and harassed by the condition.

I can’t believe the much-awaited Valentine’s Day celebrations have come and gone
I can’t believe the much-awaited Valentine’s Day celebrations have come and gone

Dashed Hopes

I can’t believe the much-awaited Valentine’s Day celebrations have come and gone. It hasn’t just gone; it’s left so much agony in the hearts of people whose expectations from their lovers weren’t met.

Posting of National service personnel
Posting of National service personnel

National Service

I never knew it had the ability to stand in the way of one’s career; I didn’t know it was this important.  National Service!  I detested it with a passion. But … I have suddenly become its self-styled advocate.

Sobolo
Sobolo

My Sobolo

I have been very sullen virtually this whole week.  Truly, I am perturbed.  You see, they told me fizzy drinks weren’t good; I absolutely halted their consumption.  They convinced me that those in packs, claiming to be pure juice, weren’t what they seemed to be.

Adama Barrow, Gambia’s President-elect
Adama Barrow, Gambia’s President-elect

Come Home

Can anyone tell me how to comfort a Ghanaian mother whose first son lives and works in The Gambia?  My elderly friend, who I fellowship with, has been mourning over her son for the past week.

Between Odorkor and Mankessim

“AJIIII … ajiii … ajiii,” I yelled as the youthful mate crushed my toe with his stiletto. He was hopping out of the Benz Bus as I tried to climb on to same.  

Partial solar eclipse

Unbridled

I can’t wait to take memorable photos tomorrow. I am told there's going to be a partial solar eclipse in the country. 

Women and church

Women and church

Somtimes, I sit back and ask myself, what at all do women want or need from the Lord?  Could it be that women have a craving for their Maker than men? 

Guard your coasts

Agh!!  As soon as I sat behind this desk to type you a story, Lucy’s call came through.  I thought she was in some kind of trouble when I picked the call.  She sounded so morose and broken in her spirit.  “Ablah, Ablah I feel like dying.  I feel like killing myself, ”she threatened. “Are you home?  Where is Frank?  Are the children okay?  Is your home flooded again,” my questions dispensed simultaneously.  I was damn scared.

But for the fonts and pronouns …

The well decorated chapel exuded nothing but melancholy.  The black and red draping on various sections of the tall walls in the room had created a hue so thick, no joy could permeate.  

The wailing of women mostly filled the chapel as the organist, a grey-haired pensioner whose only duty it was, to play tunes to bid farewell the soul of dearly departed, ensured that his skills for that morning were apt. 

A site for galamsey

Here on the top of my dining table, beside my window, do I sit, watching the heavens pour in litres.  My eyes are welled up too – they shed tears for the broken fence walls that caged up our home.  

As my abode reels under possible floods, my fleshy African lips are pouted in the direction of my neighbour’s house; the man who offered to supervise the dredging of our gutters in the area; the sand-filled gutters which could qualify for a galamsey operator’s exploration site.  In fact, if I hadn’t been told there existed gutters in those depths, I wouldn’t have known.  Hmm.

Seriously. During the day, the heat wraps around you so much, you feel as though you would suffocate from its embrace.

Sun, sun go away

The Sun!  The sun is melting Ghana.  What can we do about it? Hmm. My Very Eyes May Just See Under Nine Planets.  Who remembers this mnemonic for the order of the planets orbiting the Sun?

‘Menace’ of social media

I am bothered by something you might consider insubstantial.  But I guess talking about it will make me feel better. Lies! Social media lies!  Why at all can't some people be sincere with their comments on social media?  Eh? 

Cheeeeeeese!: e-mail from Sandra

“Ready, steady, cheeeeeese!” Kre.  Back in the day, one needed to wait for days for a photographer to develop photos taken; celluloid negatives from square shaped double-decker Kodak, Canon, Nikon or Fuji camera were sent into dark rooms to be developed before one could take possession of their photographs.    

Today, technology has made “bunkum,” the procedural delays in photo developing.  Presently, photographs are able to capture shots and print almost immediately, at functions.  Full sophistication all the way. 

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