Stream of Consciousness
My Nokia
There was a time before the smartphone revolution, when life felt slower, simpler, and perhaps more meaningful. In those days, my Nokia phone wasn’t just a device in my pocket; it was a loyal friend. It was the first mobile I truly called my own, and even today, when I think back to it, a wave of nostalgia sweeps over me. My Nokia was not just about technology—it was about emotions, memories, and the joy of connection.
By Atiqbuddy3 days ago in Confessions
AND SO I WRITE.
I was born and brought up as a catholic. From as far back as I can remember, to my adulthood, I have practiced my faith blithely over the course of my conscious years. As a child, as a rebellious and hard-headed teenage days, as a young adult, and in fact, a couple of weeks ago, from the day I wrote this I turned thirty-five years old, exactly on the 16th day of March, in the year of our Lord 2026.
By Ikechukwu Modungwo4 days ago in Confessions









