coffee conversations

Coffee with Ameena #8

If we were having coffee, I’ld gulp down the entire cup of black coffee in a snap and tell you how its been a "multiple cups of coffee" kinda week.  If we were having coffee, I’ll unburden an issue which has been bugging at me. I’ll tell you how I have seen and heard way… Continue reading Coffee with Ameena #8

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Coffee with Ameena #5

If we were having coffee, I will tell you that If I had a dollar for every time a patient mistook me for my sister, I would have some pretty good amount of money by now. My sister and I both work in the same hospital. It's gotten to the point where the patients, armed… Continue reading Coffee with Ameena #5

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Coffee with Ameena #4

If we were having coffee, I'd ask if you voted in the presidential election this past Saturday. I will tell you that I couldn't vote because I made my voters card in a different state than the one I am living in. I will tell you how proud I am of the people in my… Continue reading Coffee with Ameena #4

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Coffee with Ameena: The marriage list

If we were having coffee, I'd apologise for having only caffeinated black coffee at the table. I am one of those coffee snobs who judge people that drink full cream coffee or decaffeinated coffee; please don't judge me for judging you. As we sip our coffee and exchange pleasantries, I wouldn't bore you about my… Continue reading Coffee with Ameena: The marriage list

personal stories

My (scam) crash diet experience

In a nutshell, this week, my account dwindled down, my face developed new eruptions and I think I need to have a sit down with January because this was not the plan. My account was supposed to go up and my face was supposed to keep responding positively to the pampering it is getting from… Continue reading My (scam) crash diet experience

personal stories

A day in Lagos Market…

There are two unofficial rules in our house when it comes to going to Lagos (Balogun) market- one, no holding phones and two, all cash should be placed in my mum's bag. This first is due to the ridiculously high rate of pick pocketing. It feels like the thieves are waiting for that one person… Continue reading A day in Lagos Market…

personal stories

That time my brain failed me…

"Do you know, I can't remember what you got me for my birthday". This was the statement which greeted me, one October evening. To rephrase it, my sister was telling me, the birthday gift I so thoughtfully put together for her, wrapped with love and money too, was all useless because she couldn't even remember… Continue reading That time my brain failed me…