In June 2015, news hit Nigerian media sites that Anita Solomon was pregnant by Maje Ayida, Toke Makinwa’s husband. The scandal lingered because his marriage to the media personality was only a year and six months old. Maje went on to make numerous public apologies on social media and gave an interview on the issue. However, Toke kept mum and has come up with this book a year after the scandal. This silence and mystery created a lot of buzz about the book which was released last week.
Christmas, the season for giving is around the corner and we at The Red Confidential are excited about our very first Christmas Give-Away!
Jaipur, popularly referred to as the “Pink City”, is the capital of the State of Rajasthan, India. It is known for its unique architecture, forts, palaces, art, culture and of course, its tasty cuisines.
Sequel to my previous post, this focuses on the stark differences between Nigeria and India.
In Nigerian terms “India has light constantly”. Even driving by what appeared to be a slum, I notice bulbs shining brightly. The power supply has only gone off twice and I was surprised to hear myself say “NEPA has finally taken the light”. In about 5 minutes, power supply was restored. For someone who has endured erratic power supply all her life, there’s not much to say or compare with here except to express disappointment and pray that Fashola can redeem us.
I’ve been here for over 2 months now, touring and making a mental note of helpful information for you in case you ever find that you are heading this way. I’ll get to the point.
What to wear
In contrast to the information I found on the internet, dressing standards here are not as strict as I was lead to believe. However, you have to cover your cleavage. I’m not saying turtle neck but your “girls” must be covered. It’s confusing because exposed midriffs appear to be acceptable. A few temples require that your clothes cover your knees as well but that’s all I’ve seen.
Delhi is home to a number of historic architectural monuments and I have visited a number of them, which I’ll tell you about in subsequent posts. However, nothing prepared me for the magnificence of the Akshardham Temple, making this a challenging post to articulate.
I started smiling and waving at frowning tired motorists in traffic and often enough they waved and smiled right back. For some reason, this made me exceedingly happy.