While planning a quick getaway Kasie Anyawu, realised his Nigerian passport was due to expire a few weeks after his wedding day and had to be renewed. Weeks later after the wedding, he set about completing the online application form for his passport renewal. Not quite used to being married, when it came to answering … Continue reading Nigeria Recognises Same Sex Marriage
Continued from Coming Out – Crossroads Although you going back to see your Dad would mean disrupting your plans to binge watch a Netflix series, you turn right. Carpe diem and all that. The conversation is going to happen at some point. Better to have it now that you feel recklessly confident than dwell on … Continue reading Coming Out – Impasse
It is a routine visit to see your parents. One you carry out once, sometimes twice a month. You spend two or three hours with them. You talk about everything but nothing. You help them fix anything that needs fixing around the house, but usually you help find a “missing” icon on the Ipad or … Continue reading Coming Out – Crossroads
“…Mum. I am gay”. How did we get here? You are gay. You have known for more than half your life. You struggled with it at first but you are at peace now. But you are also a Nigerian; culturally both don’t inherently go well together. You grew up in a moderately Christian home - … Continue reading Coming Out
“It takes a village to raise a child” I love this African saying and its practice in the community has huge benefits to a child’s formative years and indeed all the way into adulthood. But like everything in life there are disadvantages. Everyone in the community contributes in whatever way they can to the child’s … Continue reading It Takes A Village…..
So it’s Christmas day and I see a missed call from my aunt. (The same one who prayed for a wife for me in the Prayer click here). I had sent her some cash for Christmas, earlier in the month and half expected her to call me to acknowledge receipt. In fairness I did try … Continue reading The Prayer II – Finding Jesus
So its my last day in my village, near Owerri, Nigeria. After four days, no kinsman or woman has asked me the dreaded marriage question. I thought I had a lucky escape, until I popped into an Aunt's shop to tell her I would be leaving the tomorrow morning and to give her some money. … Continue reading The Prayer