Seemingly, it looks like the person I truly am has been carved by a series of numbers: my high school raw scores, GPA and even my IQ. Unfortunately, these numbers – my superficial layer are the criteria judged on in life.
This leaves me with no option, but to get the big numbers and maintain them. I happen to find myself in an extremely deceiving society; where communalism prevails and values like courtesy and morality are highly esteemed.

“Retirement!”

One glorious day, on my way to school, I bought some waakye with egg and plantain, then topped it up with some gari. This is one of my favorite foods.  Enroute to school via bus, I clutched my bag ever so tightly, all in anticipation of the meal I was to feast on upon arrival. 
Finally, I got to my destination and just when I was ready to have all my food to myself, the unthinkable happened, my food poured on the floor…….
Have you ever been faced with a situation like mine? Then I certainly don’t have to type how the story ended.

One glorious day, on my way to school, I bought some waakye with egg and plantain, then topped it up with some gari. This is one of my favorite foods.  Enroute to school via bus, I clutched my bag ever so tightly, all in anticipation of the meal I was to feast on upon arrival. 
Finally, I got to my destination and just when I was ready to have all my food to myself, the unthinkable happened, my food poured on the floor…….
Have you ever been faced with a situation like mine? Then I certainly don’t have to type how the story ended.

How would you feel if I tell you, you’re losing your soul if you are losing your leisure time?

Situationist international propose that leisure does not evolve from free time, and free time is an illusory concept that is rarely fully ‘free’; economic and social forces appropriate free time from the individual and sell it back to them as the commodity known as “leisure”. Leisure as
experience usually emphasizes dimensions of perceived freedom and choice. It is done for “its own sake”, for the quality of experience and involvement.

Could the blacker the berry, the sweeter the juice only mean the darker the nights, the brighter the stars? The question running deep down is: “What is he up to this time around?” I am here to speak the truth.

What brings you joy in life? Is this your pay? Recognition? Job fulfillment? Opportunities? What motivates you in life? As simple as this may appear, most people cannot provide a definitive answer.
Undoubtedly, money can easily switch-up people. But using cash as a carrot is not always an ideal solution. Though what offers joy to one person may be radically different from what brings joy to another, there are a few basics with which we must all be content.

The title got you wondering right? The words “chichinga” and “sausage” all refer to local Ghanaian Kebab, often well-spiced and tasty, popularly sold on almost every street. If you were wandering the streets of Accra, the capital of Ghana from as early as 3 pm to as late as 12am, you were bound to come across more than three of them and chances that you would be tempted to get it are also quite high. The irresistible aroma of goat meat or gizzard used in making the kebab, the spicy smell of the sausage, the grilled onions wafting through your nose.