Memoirs of a Cipher
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| Blog Name: | Memoirs of a Cipher |
| Url: | http://ayannanahmias.com |
| Language: | English |
| Topics: | Africa, Feminism, Racism |
| Description: | The blog explores issues related to Feminism, Gender, Gender Relations, Sexuality, and Women's Issues. Heavy emphasis on issues related to Africa, Islam and Judaism. Author explores each of these topics through non-fiction, short stories, memoir shorts, and other medium. |
| Popularity: | 7 Followers |
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The Road to Naijiriya
It was 1970 when my father announced that we would be moving to Ile Ife, Nigeria. The move was precipitated by an incident in which my father was unjustly arrested by a racist policeman while he was driving me and my siblings home from school. The policeman did allow him to contact our mother who came to pick us up, but the image of my father being roughly shoved into the back of a black and white patrolman's car was traumatizing.
It was 1970 when my father announced that we would be moving to Ile Ife, Nigeria. The move was precipitated by an incident in which my father was unjustly arrested by a racist policeman while he was driving me and my siblings home from school. The policeman did allow him to contact our mother who came to pick us up, but the image of my father being roughly shoved into the back of a black and white patrolman's car was traumatizing.
The End of the Glittery Reign (Part 4)
In the club, the women were less fortunate. It was not a matter of violence, as perhaps implied, but rather a permanent disconnect of the spigot. If one tried to bleed a man, who could ill afford it, or who was no longer interested, invariably he would remember, and though one would have made a modicum of money off of him that day, the end result was like the adage about "winning the battle, but losing the war".
In the club, the women were less fortunate. It was not a matter of violence, as perhaps implied, but rather a permanent disconnect of the spigot. If one tried to bleed a man, who could ill afford it, or who was no longer interested, invariably he would remember, and though one would have made a modicum of money off of him that day, the end result was like the adage about "winning the battle, but losing the war".
Lost in the Machine
We must not define ourselves by freedom from religion, from abuse, from rape, from derision. From societal norms, from conformance, from acceptable compliance. From race, from the accident of geographical happenstance of birth or of life whether lived extraordinarily or pedestrian, with unsung aplomb, or within the rarefied strata of the new minted pantheon of 'celebrity' deities.
We must not define ourselves by freedom from religion, from abuse, from rape, from derision. From societal norms, from conformance, from acceptable compliance. From race, from the accident of geographical happenstance of birth or of life whether lived extraordinarily or pedestrian, with unsung aplomb, or within the rarefied strata of the new minted pantheon of 'celebrity' deities.
Tame Kingdom
We must not define ourselves by freedom from religion, from abuse, from rape, from derision. From societal norms, from conformance, from acceptable compliance. From race, from the accident of geographical happenstance of birth or of life whether lived extraordinarily or pedestrian, with unsung aplomb, or within the rarefied strata of the new minted pantheon of 'celebrity' deities.
We must not define ourselves by freedom from religion, from abuse, from rape, from derision. From societal norms, from conformance, from acceptable compliance. From race, from the accident of geographical happenstance of birth or of life whether lived extraordinarily or pedestrian, with unsung aplomb, or within the rarefied strata of the new minted pantheon of 'celebrity' deities.
India’s Biggest Export (?)
When a person has no roots, they cannot weather the storms of life. When a person doesn't know who they are, they will try to be anybody. When a person stands for nothing, they will fall for everything. Platitudes spoken throughout the eras, yet ever true even with repetition.
When a person has no roots, they cannot weather the storms of life. When a person doesn't know who they are, they will try to be anybody. When a person stands for nothing, they will fall for everything. Platitudes spoken throughout the eras, yet ever true even with repetition.
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