Entries by Hafsah Sule Dauda

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Broke Girl Problems

Being broke means seeing the world in a different light. You think my mouth waters when I see that yummy picture of tantalizingly amazing looking burger? It doesn’t, I simply fail to see the tantalizational part of it, it’s black and white till my pocket can afford it; being broke dims the senses that need […]

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I Had A Dream…

I don’t usually remember my dreams yet this one is quite memorable. It’s action packed featuring characters from plenty fantasy movies (I guess)… of course Marvel characters feature. Can’t recognise the villain but she is merciless…could be Hella. So we were in some sort of training school (my fathers house in reality) and we were […]

A Bug’s Life

She pressed and held so that the honk of her car will rally with that of the ones around, maybe then, the traffic will clear. She could will all the cars away, she knew she could. But she did not. She wanted- needed- to conserve her new found powers because of course it was bestowed […]

Single Girl Problems

There are some things that only single girls, those who were single for a long time, or those who are in a single relationship (they think they are in a relationship but in reality, they single) will understand. It is very interesting being single… very. When you are single single, and you reject a man, […]

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Girl Problems: Fat Girl Problems

I want to lose weight but I don’t want to hear the mention of exercise, dietary changes, portion control, surgery or any non-surgical procedure, starvation, or any slimming tea that cannot work within 4days of use and cannot prevent the recurrence of fat. In other words, I need to lose weight by doing one magical […]

4 Reasons Why You Should Write a Book

Guest Submission by Bashirat Abdulwahab If you know what you do well enough, chances are that you can go 2 hours or more talking or speaking about it. If this is true to you then here are the 4 reasons why you should write a book or share your story: 1.Every successful person I know […]

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Dinner At 8- Short Story

Submitted by Aisha Hamza   I arrived at Tara’s apartment a little past eight p.m. She enveloped me in a warm hug and led me to the lavishly set dinning area where candle lights were competing with porcelain dishes . Sitting down, I allowed my eyes roam on the body hugging sequined dress that flattered Tara’s beautiful […]