
Cheers to 2025
Every New Year holds promise, as though it is any different from the turn of
“In 2022, a total of 80 blog posts were published throughput the year”
It’s that time of the year again, when we look back at the last few months, to take stock of how much we achieved and whether it matched our aspirations at the beginning of the year.
Like every year since 2019, I have shared a blog post every weekend and during the bank holidays. Some of these post or articles were written by some of my best guest and feature writers, who have expressed their sentiments and opinion on topics of societal importance in cleverly-weaved short stories.
In the near future, I will share an expose on the guest writers that shared their valuable time with me on the blog.
In 2023, I intend to involve more young writers on the platform, so that their talent can find expression and a modest following from the growing readership I have built in the last three years.
There is also a good chance that I will post more short stories in 2023. This is on the back of statistics that suggests that the most read blog posts were the ones that had a lesson to share.
I know that the website has a cool theme. It was intentionally built to provide a warm and pleasing interface for reading. But like everything in the world that changes, I have engaged maverick Vincent in hope that we can make some subtle tweaks to the blog pages that will reflect the new focus and to reposition the blog in readiness for the next set of opportunities.
To be honest, there is a lot to do on this platform. I haven’t even scratched the surface. But I will take each day as it comes.
I enjoyed really good feedback from readers, especially on most of the short stories in the last few weeks. These sort of engagement spurred the passion to write even more.
This year, the comment section was buzzing off the hook with over 700 responses and thoughts on a good many posts. This, in my opinion, is a testament to the content that had had readers engaged on the blog.
To buttress the improvement made this past year, please permit me to share some statistics;
If you are a fan of data and trends, this statistics would give you an impression of the direction the blog is headed.
What do you imagine I did with these numbers?
I am glad to share;
Without taking too much time, let’s delve into the Top 10 most read blog post for 2022 along with the links to each story.
From previous years, this compendium allowed those who may have missed a story or two to catch up before we dish out more scintillating posts, articles and stories in 2023.
1; Domestic Violence – The monster within us
This post was written by my dear friend, Deji Sowunmi early this year, in response to the spate of murders and homicides perpetuated by married couples against each other.
“The world is full of monsters” was a stand-out quote from that post. It had 23 comments with over 600 views.
If you haven’t read this post, please take a moment to bask in the raw energy and delivery from the beauty of Deji’s literary craft.
Interestingly, this was Deji’s only post on the blog in 2022.
2; Who cried wolf? Ghost of bachelorhood

No surprises here, this 2-part thriller was a delight to many readers (36 of them penned down a comment only after reading the first part)
It narrates the story of a newly-wed couple and the series of mishaps that seemed to haunt them throughout their honeymoon. Need I say more? Click the link to read the story!
3; Surugede – The dance of the spirit

I honestly do not have any correct explanation on how this post got this much readership two years after it was first published.
Every week, visitors to the blog from the United States accounts for 90% of the readership to this post written by Jolade.
It narrates the story of Fijabi, the young warlord who was crowned king in Yoruba land and started a reign of terror. The post documents a piece of Yoruba history now transcribed as folklore. It is worthy of your reading time and worth every minute spent on it.
4, Suit etiquette – unspoken rules for wearing your suit

There are formal and informal rules for wearing your two-piece or three-piece suits, but many young adults do not pay attention to these details.
This blog allows you to unlearn the things you thought were correct and presents the classic direction and guide on how best to dress in a suit.
Catch up on the blog to remind yourself of the classic gentleman.
5; You can’t kill a dead man – a short story

You certainly haven’t met Mr. Flo?
This is the most read blog post on short stories on the blog. I honestly didn’t see that coming myself. It was perhaps, one of the most difficult post to write at the time. I am glad it not only caught on, but had a good showing.
All 375 views couldn’t be wrong! Find out about Mr. Flo in this short story!
6; Taste of Deceit – by Dupe Bobadoye

I am glad a post from another Feature writer made it into the top 10. Dupe’s story about the secret life of a couple makes for an excellent read on a Sunday afternoon. 29 responses and comments in the comment section must mean more than just a glance through.
You will enjoy this story not just because Dupe wrote it, but because you can relate with it.
7; Baby Daddies – a short story

I enjoyed writing this story and I am sure you will find the story weirdly comical and enjoyable.
There is a guy called Stanley and another called George. Best of friends they were until a baby put asunder. The two-part story is enthralling and a quick read.
8; What have you done? – short story

This was the first short story in the series and it came with all the trappings of suspense from start to the end. You will find yourself immersed deeply in the story until the very last line.
You doubt me? click here and see for yourself.
9; A gentleman and a half – My Alpha story

This story is the last entry into my upcoming memoir. I recant with glee, the story of my adventure into the prestigious Alpha club at the Obafemi Awolowo university and the tedious interview process at that time. The story almost demystifies and unveils the secrets of the revered club.
“Education begins the gentleman, but reading, good company and reflection must finish him.” – John Locke
10, The cute little devil – a short story

This interesting 2-part story completes the top 10 blog post in 2022.
“Why are the innocent the first victim?” This question would resonate even more after reading this piece of creative work. Keep an open mind and you would not be disappointed.
Joseph would never have kind words for Daniella. Find out why here.
Other interesting post with good views include;
Thanks for always reading. Looking forward to a year full of interesting stories in 2023.
Cheers.

Every New Year holds promise, as though it is any different from the turn of

I want to tell you something about confidence that most people get spectacularly wrong.
And I mean that without arrogance — because I got it wrong too, for longer than I care to admit. I walked into rooms with my chest out and my chin up and told myself that was confidence. I practiced certain expressions in the mirror before big presentations. I rehearsed answers to imagined tough questions in the shower until the water ran cold.
I looked confident. I performed confidence quite convincingly, if I do say so myself.

There is a conversation you have been postponing.
You know the one. It has been living rent-free in the back of your head for days, possibly weeks. You have rehearsed it in the shower. You have drafted opening lines in your head while stuck on the Third Mainland Bridge. You have imagined seventeen different versions of how it could go, and approximately sixteen of them ended badly.
So you have said nothing. You have smiled when you did not feel like smiling, agreed when you wanted to disagree, and quietly let something important fester because the alternative — the actual conversation — felt like detonating a device in a room you still have to live in.

There is a category of question that polite intellectual company tends to avoid: the kind that, if you pull the thread long enough, begins to unravel not just a specific mystery but the entire fabric of what we think we know about human history. The Pyramids of Giza are that thread. They have been standing in the Egyptian desert for roughly 4,500 years.

Let me take you somewhere. Not to the bottom of the Atlantic Ocean — at least, not yet. First, to Lagos. Nigeria. Sometime in the late 1980s. A teenager who should probably have been revising for exams is instead sitting cross-legged on the floor of a library, holding a book that is older than most of the furniture around it, reading about a city beneath the sea.

This is my story of discovering a film that challenged everything I thought I knew about the gift of time, every pulsating detail documented to inspire you to leap beyond your limitations and appreciate the beauty of growing old.
This story explores the paradox of immortality and why a movie from 2015 still resonates so deeply with audiences today.
I hope you find it worth your time.

This is my story, every pulsating detail documented to inspire you to question what you know and leap beyond your limitations.
This story is about the audacity of belief, the power of a well-told lie, and the journey to unlearn the things that poisoned my teenage mind.
I hope you find it worth your time.

There is a category of question that polite intellectual company tends to avoid: the kind that, if you pull the thread long enough, begins to unravel not just a specific mystery but the entire fabric of what we think we know about human history. The Pyramids of Giza are that thread. They have been standing in the Egyptian desert for roughly 4,500 years.

There is a peculiar kind of madness that does not arrive with hallucinations or trembling hands. It arrives quietly. At two in the morning. In a small desert town in New Mexico. It sounds like an idling diesel engine somewhere in the distance — except there is no engine. It sounds like a bass note being held by an invisible orchestra — except there is no orchestra.

Let me confess something. Long before LinkedIn articles, podcasts, and leadership keynotes became my world, I was a teenager sneaking to the library

In an era that increasingly demands hyper-specialization, Akin Akingbogun stands out as a refreshing anomaly. He is a man who refuses to be confined to a single box.

There is a particular kind of silence that falls on a man when the phone stops ringing, the proposals go unanswered, and the diary that once groaned under the weight of appointments sits quietly — almost mockingly — open. If you have ever been there, you know it.

Let me tell you something uncomfortable: the most generous person you know — the one who volunteers every weekend, donates quietly, never asks for anything in return — is probably getting something out of it. Not money. Maybe not even recognition. But something.

Adaeze had been awake since 4 a.m.
Not because she was anxious — though she was — but because this trip felt different. After eighteen months of follow-ups, phone calls, and PowerPoint presentations polished to a mirror shine, the deal was finally ready to close. An investor meeting in Abuja. A partnership that would change the trajectory of her small but gutsy consulting firm. She had triple-checked her flight, her documents, her outfit. She had prayed. She was ready.
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