Limitless

Welcome to Limitless!  The story you are about to read is fiction. Enjoy❤️ I closed my eyes and stood with my hands wrapped around my stomach. The cold shower was doing a good job in keeping my mind engaged. Memories of when I first met him started playing out. I still remember it like yesterday. He was a new student in my secondary school.  I had heard of a new student being in school the day before and how girls were fawning over him but I paid no attention. Seeing him on the assembly ground the next day made all sorts of feelings start running through me. Immediately our eyes met, I felt a very loud thump in my chest. My heart was racing and I could feel my palms getting colder. I had never felt that way towards any guy. He was wearing jean trousers, a white t-shirt and a red jacket because he had not yet collected his uniform. He was so handsome, in fact, the most handsome boy I had ever seen. I had to take my eyes off him when I saw that he caught me staring again.  We were in SSS

Hello guysssssss!!! Welcome back to Limitless! Whoosh! These past two weeks has been a rollercoaster of emotions. I didn’t publish an article last week because I was just too sad and angry at everything that has been happening. It started with a clamor for change. The cry for an end to police brutality transitioning into a call for accountability. It’s so unfortunate that we got bullets and indifference in return.  The Lekki Massacre is still something I think about, and try to reason why some group of individuals would want to harm people. The heart of man indeed is desperately wicked. I mean, you didn’t spray water on them even if you wanted to be mean. Live rounds of bullets! Wickedness. We can never forget! 20th October, 2020! Then, the President came to speak and showed no empathy or acknowledgement for the lives that were lost at the Lekki Toll Gate? A democratic government indeed. Today, let’s talk about the opposite of love. I’m sure you are already wondering what else the oppo

Welcome to Limitless!  This week has been rough as memories of experiences some of us have had with men from the Special Anti-Robbery Squad (SARS) keeps coming, forcing us to start protests and trend hashtags.   SARS officers profile youths based on appearance. They harass people who have piercings, dreadlocks, tattoos, or who are using expensive gadgets and cars. They conduct stop and search by the road, even barge into apartments of youths to search without search warrants. These officers are meant to protect us from robbery or concentrate on the robbers. Instead, we see these men killing and being cruel to Nigerian youths for reasons that don’t even sum up. They have been accused of murder, theft, unlawful arrests, unlawful detention, extortion, rape and humiliation.  If you’ve never had a personal experience with SARS, I’m sure you know someone who has. In previous years, the Inspector General of Police had approved the disbandment or reform of this unit. All to no avail, we’ve see