If you know something of basic medical sciences don’t think of today’s PDA as Patent Ductus Arteriousus or the culture medium, Potato Dextrose Agar, the PDA we are talking of today is Public Display of Affection. Yeah, that. _————— “I should have known better” Bola said pulling snug herContinue Reading
The question: What should a believer do when a stinking rich person that she’s sure is not God’s will for her, is hot on her tail. Please, let’s make our answers as practical as possible. The first answer is from Mrs Adekunle Felicia I think a believer needs a sincereContinue Reading
Whew! The 100th post on the blog. Glory to God. Things are getting really intense on Down and thankfully, today on the conversation we have more people sharing their thoughts. Questions for the week: *Mojoyin’s powers proved potent with Andrew but were useless when tried on Oluwaseyi, although both wereContinue Reading
Questions for the week: *Mojoyin served humanity with a noble profession, she was devout, why should God allow life turn a mean face on her? Can you blame her for choosing to fight God back? Is bitterness ever justifiable? *What are your thoughts on Andrew’s drastic decision? Continue Reading
Hey yo #CFCFam to all those who have read the first episode thank you and I hope you enjoyed it. To you who haven’t read it, what exactly are you waiting for? 🙄🙄 So this is a forum to answer the questions raised in your favorite blog fiction series #CFCDown,Continue Reading
He pulled the knocker and let it clang against the door three times, then he stepped back and waited. Sade opened the door and ushered him in saying, Aww you came. As soon as he stepped in, she threw her arms around him and he was sure she was pushingContinue Reading
I stepped out of the giant brown door of the main entrance, into the ample veranda. A slave followed closely behind me, the King had sent him with food for me. I collected the package and dismissed him. I looked around, taking in the grandeur of the palace, the lavishContinue Reading
“Have mercy on us, give us some money. Have mercy on u-” Rote words, that was what they were. We had become so used to them that we didn’t need to think to say them. It was a song we sang day and night, a song I was tiredContinue Reading
The television is droning from opposite me, I yawn. I’ve had such a hectic day, going through all that stress of maneuvering through a thronging crowd and all, but then it gives me pure joy and thankfully I’m home already. I look down at my blue shirt. I smile, fingeringContinue Reading
There I laid on the rippling waters of Nile, far from home, distant by many miles. In the cushioned basket that served as my bed, carefully placed amongst the reeds. Any angry wave could’ve swallowed me. I was that unsafe. But I was helpless. I was floating on theContinue Reading