Whispers of broken tears

It’s was a cozy room of four in the female dormitory village 2, Gusau. I had just finished tidying up the kitchenette and getting ready for personal study. This was the third time in my undergraduate program I would be staying in this hostel, although in different compounds. It was […]

Indeed, blessed are the poor. . .

Hello Readers! Thanks for stopping by my bitácora again. I hope you find a lil’ bit helpful all I have been sharing with you so far. Today, I want to talk about a certain experience I had at a coldroom several weeks back. I had gone to buy fish at […]