Showing posts with label Kola Tubosun. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Kola Tubosun. Show all posts

Sunday, September 11, 2011

September 11, a Poem

KTravula wrote this poem in memory of victims, first responders, firemen and all other casualties of the 9/11 attacks and the war therefrom.



Raining debris of a thousand dreams over Manhattan

And tears of pain, a gaping hole in the eye of summer.
The world morphed suddenly into dust and heat
and a flag-draped beginning of a new, frigtening day.
There we were, going our separate ways, waking.
Working, living, arguing – a usual rite of passage,
And there they were,  willing acolytes of a sad resolve,
boarding jetliners with armoury of a cultivated god.

Here we are, a decade away, still a bewildered folk.
Just a little step from the true vanity of all our pain.
So we hope, and dream, and watch, accordingly,
and live with the same wondering resolve: any lessons?
The world remains what it is – a weird blubbering ball
hanging in the daunting mystery of its core, warts and all.

Friday, August 5, 2011

Career at KTravula

You've been seeking an outlet for those articles, here's an opportunity. Our friend at KTravula seeks writers. 

A popular travel blog seeks freelance writers to write or seek at least one travel or travel-related post (of about 400 words, with pictures) every week. The blog focuses on bringing the nuances of the world to the attention of the reading public. “Nuances” here include destinations, fascinating things, art people, events, literature, and activities. The focus is usually on the ordinary and the surprising things of the world. But let us hear what you have. We would like to see new ways of looking at the world. (Take a look around on the blog to have an idea).

KTravula.com has been nominated 12 times for the Nigerian Blog Awards including nomination for Best Travel Blog in 2010 and 2011. Started as an account of one man’s journey across the world between Nigeria and the United States, it is now evolving to include views and observations from all around the world, especially the little, undiscovered or overlooked places. If you enjoy observing things and writing about it, this is for you.

Payment is negotiable. Send application with a sample of writing to freelance@ktravula.com

Saturday, January 30, 2010

Chinua Achebe, Uwem Akpan and KTravulAID

The week has been fun with so much to read and share. And that's despite all that's happening in Jos and Haiti. Read this post and sure you'll begin to consider being a giving-reader, whatever that means.

Read Chinua Achebe's interesting personal narrative on Nigeria, published on Guardian UK. He says so much many young people of this generation aint aware of. Good read!

Uwem Akpan is just not yet done with all readers; his writing fires are still hot. Read his latest offering on New Yorker

Our good friend on Bookaholic Blog, Kola Tubosun helps raise funds for Haiti and Jos. And guess what? You get a lovely artwork for giving. Giving has never been so artistically rewarding! Find out more here and  here. He also blogs about ten reasons to buy KTravulart for Jos. Offer valid while stock lasts!

Alright people, go read; go give and get an artwork. Have a great weekend!

Wednesday, November 25, 2009

The International Literary Quarterly...

Came across this very interesting project, thanks to some friends who are more literary than we are. So we thought that we should share with you.

The International Literary Quarterly is an anthology of poems that celebrates multilingualism and diversity. It consists of seventy-five poems in seventy-five contemporary languages. Each of these poems is a translation of a single poem "Volta".

And trust, Nigerian languages are massively represented (Click on links to read PDF Copies)--Yoruba translation by Kola TubosunHausa translation by Ismail Balapidgin translation by Wilson OrhiunuIgbo translation by Obododinma Oha,  Ibibio translation by Ofonime InyangEbira translation by Sunday (Sunnie) Enessi Ododo.

For me who only understands Yoruba (among the other translations) reading the Yoruba translation (with the tonal marks) made the appreciate the amount of work that went into it. Anyway for those who want to know more about contributing to the International Literary Quarterly, check here.

Wednesday, October 21, 2009

No Blues by Kola Tubosun

In September, we featured Kola Tubosun as the Bookaholic Blogger of the month. Here's an interesting short faction  from the 'Travula'. If you seem to get lost in the character's thoughts, remember it's a mixture of facts and fiction but here's the Bookaholic Blog verdict: short, simple and sweet. Enjoy! And of course, keep your comments coming...

Of the many questions in the traveller's mind on that cold night, there was a recurring one that had followed him all the way over the miles and the waters in-between, and it’s many variants:

"Tell me Traveller, have you got an American girlfriend yet?"

"How are the Yankee girls?"

"I hear the girls over there are quite giving. Shouldn't you have hit a hot one by now?"

"When will you make an 'Obama baby?' It'd better be soon."

"Be careful, Traveller, but be adventurous. Be very adventurous."

"Traveller, aren't you a lucky one, going to America with your tall frame, dark skin and brilliant mind?"

"It's your time, man. Enjoy it." etc.

And they circled his curious, precocious head like a cloud of bubbling mists and mirth. Of the many possible encouraging excuses already stood out the killing Midwestern winter cold, and a certain loneliness that often stares brazenly sometimes from whirlwind tides of testosterone fits. Ride boy, ride. Swim boy, swim. Shoot boy, shoot the hoops again and again with prized balls of fun gamesmanship. Be harmless, be daring.  Take on the windy evenings with all your righteous rage, long before a final cap at the hot shower that should either temper or scramble the distant mind onto the pleasant edge. Do not go gentle into that good, good night! Be all you can when no one is watching.


His mischievous self only imagines a different body frame, similar to his, as projected forward in an exaggerated swagger, bouncing all around town in faded jeans and a smile, asking whomever catches his fancy: "Hey, do you want a piece of this?"

No, he thinks, now back to his senses, he only stares at a distant bench overlooking the setting sun, and finding them at the moment not any different nor possessing any inspiring light from where he stood, takes in sweetly the sight of the young couple who sat gently pensive, observing the not too silent lake in front of them.

(c) Kola Tubosun, 2009

Sunday, September 20, 2009

The 'Travula' Visits Bookaholic Blog

Our Bookaholic Blogger for the month of September is Kola Tubosun, who has quite a huge online presence that's hard to describe. There are however three things you should know:
  • Editing this piece was quite challenging, lest we cut off beautiful sections you'd love to read. It's long but will sure not only enlighten you but make you chuckle.
  • Kola is a Fulbright Scholar who blogs as KTravula
  • He's a September child, so happy birthday to him in advance!
Who is Kola Tubosun?
I’m a young man who has lived most of his life in the city of Ibadan where I was born, raised, and where I had all my education up to the University level. I’ve also lived in Akure, Ife, Lagos, Eldoret, Jos, Ogun state, and recently, Providence and Edwardsville. (He sure likes to tavel!) I like to see myself as an open book on which a few memorable things have been written so far. I can be mischievous, and I like to play fun pranks on close friends, and I try to find fun and playfulness in everything, no matter how dire. I like to sing. I’m a graduate of Linguistics from the University Ibadan, and my curiosities about language have influenced a lot of the things I’ve involved myself in.

What will a book about your life be called?
What’s the Friggin’ Mystery?

Why did you start writing KTravula?
I started the blog mainly to document my observations, impressions and activities while I’m in the United States. I suspected long before I left Nigeria on the Fulbright FLTA programme that the experience would be a memorable one, but I did not know the extent, and I wanted to have some place to write down the things that intrigue me. So you’d be right to say that my first motivation was a purely selfish one. The other reason of course was to be able to keep my friends back home in touch with what I’m doing, every step of the way. That way, they would be able to warn me when I begin to deviate, or change in a way that I may not be able to see for myself. Hence the blog, and a few other private notebooks I have.

What are your blog names/personalities?
My first online personality was “Villageois”, meaning “The Villager” in French. That personality died sometime before I entered the university. Then there was “gwatala” which took me over in school and on Nairaland.com. That soon gave way to IGwatala. I’ve also written with the handle “Baroka” which I adopted when I started writing for Instablogs.com as a freelance journalist, and when I registered my Twitter account. But most times when I write serious stuff like poetry and short story, I use “Kola Tubosun” which, I might add, is also an online personality crafted from my full names that are often too long to pronounce for a lot of people.

When and why did you start writing your blogs?
I started writing on my first blog iGwatala in May 2006 while I was in Jos almost rounding off my National Youth service and when I needed an avenue to connect with the living world. Sometimes the distance and a constant loneliness make it necessary to write something. In any case, there were so many things going on in my life at that moment that I needed to let out steam. Keeping a blog then kept me sane and intellectually active since I always had something to look forward to every time I travelled for up to an hour to the nearest internet cafe. I started ktravula two days before I travelled to the United States to begin my Fulbright programme. That was on August 10th 2009.

Five blogs that you always visit and why?
I visit Jeremy’s Blog to catch his interesting perspectives on Nigeria. He’s an “Oyinbo” Nigerian so his views always give a certain perspective that you may not get from a Naija resident/citizen. I visit Bookaholic Blog to catch the latest gist in Nigerian literary circles. You do have some nice interviews, and opinions too. (thanks for the kind words!) I also visit Story Time, where interesting fiction pieces from all over Africa show up once every fortnight. It’s one of the most active prose fiction sites in Africa today. I frequent Aloofar’s blog, but he seems now to be on a little break. I hope he returns soon. I also go often to Jude Dibia’s, and Jumoke Verissimo’s Blogs to read fiction and poetry. I have so many blogs on my Google Reader all for different reasons. There’s Verastic, Solomonsydelle, Loomnie and Tolu’s Blogs for their very eclectic and often stimulating contents. That’s not more than five, right?

If you could change one thing about yourself, what would it be?
I’d change nothing, not even my sometimes untameable inclination to break every rule.

What is the last thing you read that made you laugh?
A poem, “The Skinhead’s Lord’s Prayer” by Amatoritsero Ede. It’s published as Hitler’s Children” in his new book.

Who is your perfect audience?
The audience that responds, that speaks back and don’t just listen passively.

What do you bring back from your journeys?
I usually collect currencies, especially the coins. They’ve always intrigued me since I was young, and Nigeria had these beautiful 25kobo coins with images of workers building groundnut pyramids. My father used to have a collection of really old Nigerian currency notes. I loved looking at them. All Nigerians these days have become forced numismatics since they can’t seem to be able to spend any of the government-issued coins anywhere in the country. I also bring back pictures. I can’t get enough of taking pictures, especially of signs, structures, and strangers.

How does it feel teaching young Whites Yoruba language?
It feels great. It’s challenging to me as it is to them and I like the experience. I could connect with them more because they are young people like me, and they are quite eager to learn and discover new things. The experience also gives me a chance to see myself through the stranger’s eyes. I’ve recently asked them to read up a particular short story on Yoruba culture and write what they find strange and different about the people, and what they find equally similar with their culture. These exercises give me an insight into what they see when they look at me. But over all, it is a very fulfilling experience.

What does it feel like to be a Fulbright Scholar?
It feels good to be in company of people like Bill Clinton, Desmond Tutu, Kofi Annan, Laila Lalami, Arlene Alda the author and photographer, among others, but I like most the fact that it doesn’t carry a burden of too much expectations. That is, I don’t feel obliged to want to prove anything to anyone. I’ve always loved being able to do things that challenge, interest and benefit me intellectually It’s a great feeling to be able to put one’s wishes into reality.

Do Nigerians read? How do you suggest Nigerians can get reading more?
Of course Nigerians read, but they choose what to read. They also lack sustainable access to the modern tools of reading. Not everyone is well-suited to standing up for hours reading newspapers at a newsstand, but we’re not any less open to reading as American or British people, but they have more advanced means of delivering text to their populace. And even then, a growing number of teenagers in developing countries don’t read, and many of them can’t. To get Nigerians reading more, provide more stimulating reading contents, and they will read more.

What is your most treasured possession?
I would say my loyal friends, who put up with all the trouble that I, sometimes inevitably, am.

Mention five of your favourite writers, why?
J.M Coetzee, because of the reach of his mind, and the brilliance of his style. I’ve only read one of his books, “Elizabeth Costello”, but I’ve read a few more articles he’s written. I can’t wait to read more of him. Even his life is an intriguing book. Wole Soyinka for who he is, and for all he’s done on the page, on the drama stage, and on the world stage. His plays are profound, and his autobiographies a classic. And to think he’s still active today as he was long before we were born is truly impressive. Akinwumi Isola, for his dexterity with words, and for his many contributions to the development of written Yoruba literature. Maya Angelou for her depth, perspective and strength. Her fiction is engaging, her poems are deep and her life story even more captivating. I’ll give the fifth spot to both Arundhati Roy and Roald Dahl for their brilliance. For lack of space, let me put Salman Rushdie in a future list. His prose and his power of description are spectacular, and I’ve loved reading The Satanic Verses.

What inspires your writing?
I’m inspired by life itself, and the way in which it throws the unexplainable in our ways sometimes just to reinforce our awe of the unknown. I’ve witnessed more than a few incidents in America that could not have been just coincidences. Serendipity does it for me, most times.

Describe your writing in a sentence?: So far, my writing is a diverse mix of lived experiences of life’s little pleasures, retold to enlighten, to entertain and to inform.

Literature in a sentence: Literature is a collection of varying life perspectives told with the different means most accessible to the teller.

Philosophy of life
Give everyone the benefit of the doubt, if you can.

What is your greatest fear?
I have a great fear for falling down, literally, from a very tall height. I hate to think about it. It’s not so much a fear of heights as it is a fear of falling. There’s a difference. But don’t ask me why I still like riding roller-coasters or why I’m still fascinated by tall buildings. I also have a terrible fear of cold. Those who’ve been reading my blog will be familiar with this not totally unwarranted phobia. Again, don’t ask me why I signed up for the Fulbright Programme to go to the US at winter time. My greatest fear, however, I think, is losing the people I love. I hate to think about it.

If you could write your epitaph, what will you write?
“Here lies he who never stopped living.”

You can read Kola Tubosun's works here and here.