Let me start with a story. One day, a lady closed late from work and was rushing home because she had to prepare dinner for her family. On her way home she saw that the butcher's…
Thank God for life. Second day in Accra. So far so good. Not much done today but I went to church. I can’t come to Accra without going to church. One evening service and one…
The culture of eating paan in Bangladesh is very old. The custom of serving paan in various events and hospitality has been going on for…
My son is strangely lively. He spends his whole day just playing and running around. A strange smile of mischief always appears in…
My camera roll says a lot about me, I mean a lot, If you picked up my phone now and just started scrolling without any context about who I am by the time you got through the…
Thank God for a safe journey to Accra. Got here before 6 am and slept a bit. By 2pm, I was on my way to the beach. What is supposed to be less than 1 hour from my house now…
It was exactly 5:40 in the morning when Emeka heard the truck horn outside his window.... fìrst One long sound.. Then two short ones. He knew that sound. It was Mr. Monday...…
Sometimes, all you need after a long, hectic day is a movie with ridiculous scenes that makes zero attempt to take itself seriously. "We're the Millers" was exactly that kind of…
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