Hi everyone, welcome to a special edition with a special guest, Baltasar, an Equatoguinean government official who became an instant sensation across the world for his remarkable dexterity between bedsheets…or in toilets. Since the over 400 sex tapes were leaked online, marriages have been rocked, with men wishing for what he has and women wishing […]
I haven’t done a Gibramble article since Cometh The God, which was published in the last edition of 2023 and seemed to have frightened readers. It feels like a lifetime ago. This year has been great in so many ways, and terrible in so many other ways too. Let me shuttle between talking about what […]
The weather was strange and uncompromising. It was minus five. It had never been that cold in the history of The Gambia with freckles of snow sprinkling on trees and rooftops. People across the country lit and camped around fire to stay warm. There was always a palpable sense of worry whenever the cold season […]
In 2016, I hopped on a plane to Türkiye for a two-week assignment, a year after the Fethullah Gülen attempted coup. I visited the most important places and the most painful places. I met the heroes, who put their lives on the line to resist a coup and survived, with missing limbs or permanent bullet […]
I had absolutely no desire to ramble this Friday. I have been a broke guy all week and the last thing I wanted to do was to cheer people up while I suffered in silence. Hell no! I am not that generous. The days of the week passed interminably and I had already received dozens […]
In 2009, I strolled to the Serekunda market intending to buy a pair of black tennis shoes as a requirement at Nusrat school and, if I could have some change, buy a few novels as well. I started that year reading at a pace never seen before in my life. The school syllabus novels were […]
It is 21:00 hours in our studio in Ballanghar and welcome to The Interview, a riveting show on which we ask the hard questions and also crack jokes. I am your host YAT and I have a special guest today; Talib Gibran. A million things are happening in The Gambia but we only have time […]
I used to love music and my love affair with it started in mid to late nineties as a kid in Guinea Bissau. I danced the Balanta music in dusty open spaces in the outskirts of Mansaba. I still vividly remember popular songs like Toka Toka. I arrived back to The Gambia in 1998 and […]
It was on a Saturday in 2007. I had been looking forward to it the whole week. I wanted to go to Brikama to watch the mother of all club football rivalries: the El Clasico. I was still young to travel without a guardian’s permission but, as luck would have it, I was raised by […]
Let’s address something first and fast. I had a short argument with a guy who was fuming and we nearly kicked each other’s ass. Blaming The Gambia’s sad state on the government, he claimed PAB is singlehandedly responsible for our failure to usher in the Third Republic. I listened to him keenly as always and […]
I had intended to write a lovely letter to my daughter who had absolutely no idea Monday was her first birthday. And Talib being Talib, I ensured she never found out. No cakes. No gifts. No happy birthday songs. Nothing to give her even the slightest of cluses that something was different. It was just […]
I grew up in Darsilameh, a small semi-island village in Foñi. The farthest compound in the village is a stone’s throw from the swamps, which is a stone’s throw from the river. Put simply, the last compound is two stones’ throw from the river, if that makes any sense. What I am trying to say […]
The results for the regional exams, WASSCE, were announced last week. The education ministry was happy that the students improved in mathematics but the perennial nightmare in English Language remains; two subjects that determine who succeeds in getting white-collar jobs here. While the discussions were chiefly on the number of A+ and girls outperforming boys […]