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I was scared at when I was visiting her in the presence of her parents for the first time. Taking a swipe at my past I least expected to be accepted in the family. On the way I become so nervous and tensed and asked a lot of questions like what could be the surprising questions they would ask me among others. But my "Oka" kept assuring me that all is well because the are nice people and won't stress me. When we got there I was given a well-deserving welcome that surprised me but I kept my cool not wanting to disgrace myself or show my nervousness. They spoke to me like their own son and I felt so much at home. Her dad asked me my aim in life if I should marry Emerald and the first thing that came to mind was to love her above her things. I voluntarily narrated my past life and he assured me that people change and that he hope and pray that I would become a better version of myself. Unknown to me, her parents had been observing everything of me at the church and had seen m

Image from pin interest Unusual of me, I texted her early the next morning, just to make sure I am the first to be the cock that crows into her ears, only for me to see her short lovely message that melted my heart like lead in a blazing fire. I held the phone close my heart to make sure my heartbeat is perfect. I replied likewise and requested to meet her today if possible because I couldn't afford to miss her precious face. As the Idoma of Nigeria would say, this is an "Oka" that I cannot let slip my hands. I told my friends about my new found woman. The laughed out loud because they knew after a week I would be done with her. I told them not with this one. After they seeing her picture on phone as a screensaver they went gay and said "this woman don change opana". At a few minutes they reiterated that after a week it would be over, even to the point of they promising me to take Emerald out for a treat if she goes beyond a week with me in our love story. Days

On a bright sunny afternoon when nothing seems to happen, I stood up to think of what I could do with my wasted life, I took a stroll on the streets with no particular aim or place, a wanderer like most of the first settlers in mother Ghana. I happen to come across a person, beautifully made and adorned that one could not look at twice without making a glance and licking the lips. This lady happens to seeking to go the same route I was plying. The only difference was that she was Photo from google waiting for a moving vehicle to jump onto and I was using my feet as my motion boat. I usually don't take risk of approaching damsels because I hate to be bounced. But in this case I thought of taking chances lose. I made a bold step coupled with courage to approach her. Like A.B. Crenstsil would say in one of songs with Bice Osei Kuffuor (Obour), I went forward to ask her name and she mentioned a very beautiful name that I could have never known. Her name was Emerald. I thought to mysel

Every now and then things get amazing with the attitude and actions of people. Not long ago the former Minister of Energy, Hon. Boakye Agyarko went to parliament to mention names of towns that caused smiles on the faces of many citizens to the extent that some became greetings by certain section of the populace. What people did not know was the strength and vigour that these citizens attached to help them get enrolled unto the national electricity grid by the government. Despite these teasing attached to the names never made them to lose focus on the very core that bound them together as one people fighting for a common goal. What gets most people worried is the fact that you tell them a popular town of old has no proper facility to cater for its citizens and still spiritually attached to the old ways of believing in superstitious entities. It is by this that I am tempted to say there are no spirits hovering over the earth but the strings of attachment is what makes it psychological d

I have been thinking aloud off late about this issue of economic hardship exerted on Ghanaians by successive governments with deceit that they are serving Ghanaians in the right capacity. Lest we forget that the lives of the people depends more on the development of the state and how bewildered the government will be in tackling issues of societal needs. My focus is on the current government and how pragmatic measures are been adopted in addressing the needs of the ordinary electorate on the street. Here we are people dying on the streets while the politicians get themselves and families’ goodies upon goodies and amassing wealth meant to service the ordinary citizens. I have come to understand that power seeking people do not have people at heart. If they do, they would not have allowed young and determined students to sit under undesirable and dilapidated structure to study. This does not even provide them with incentives that will boost their morale for effective teaching and learn

I have been thinking aloud off late about this issue of economic hardship exerted on Ghanaians by successive governments with deceit that they are serving Ghanaians in the right capacity. Lest we forget that the lives of the people depends more on the development of the state and how bewildered the government will be in tackling issues of societal needs. My focus is on the current government and how pragmatic measures are been adopted in addressing the needs of the ordinary electorate on the street. Here we are people dying on the streets while the politicians get themselves and families goodies upon goodies and amassing wealth meant to service the ordinary citizens. I have come to understand that power seeking people do not have people at heart. If they do, they would not have allowed young and determined students to sit under undesirable and dilapidated structure to study. This does not even provide them with incentives that will boost their morale for effective teaching and

PLIGHT OF NATIONAL SERVICE PERSONNEL Dear National Director, I am writing to bring to your attention the challenges faced by National Service Personnels (NSPs) and propose a solution to address them. While it is a source of pride for many Ghanaian youths to enroll in the national service scheme after completing their tertiary education, the reality is that this joy is often overshadowed by pain, agony, and stress. The scheme has remained unchanged since its inception, which gives the impression that the leaders of the nation do not care about the welfare of those who are mandated to serve the nation. This year's (2018/2019) national service has been particularly challenging, with the scheme trying to delete ghost names and prevent the "no allawa" syndrome that discredits the program. The registration process has also been more expensive than in previous years, which may discourage personnel from accepting postings to remote areas, especially in less developed districts