“Nkechi. Bia, it’s like you don’t know how serious I am. I’m serious o. I like you very much and I want you to be my girl.” Nkechi twisted her fingers together, looking everywhere but at Chukwudi. She smiled sheepishly and swayed from left to right like a tree caught in a gentle harmattan breeze. … Continue reading
I was sitting on the floor watching Mr. Ibu make a fool of himself, when uncle asked me to come sit on the bed next to him. “I’m fine here Uncle” I replied. “Is your bumbum not paining you? Come and sit here where you’ll be more comfortable.” he repeated, patting the space next to … Continue reading
I was up by 5a.m. and by 6:30a.m. Ridwan and I were jumping out of a moving Danfo at Bariga. The bus from Bariga to Jibowu suddenly stopped about 5 minutes from Jibowu. Fuel or a mechanical fault, Ridwan didn’t let us wait to find out. We hoped down and made the rest of the … Continue reading
I pace the room in anger mixed with worry, occasionally looking at Ebuka as he rolls around on his sleeping mat and mumble to himself. I bring out my phone to check the time. 10:53 it reads and my wife is yet to be home. Two days ago she had done the same thing, coming … Continue reading
“Who is going to this neighborhood meeting today? They start by 9.00 am oh” Tokunbo shouted as he walked down the stairs. The neighborhood meeting was a meeting of residents of the estate, both tenants and house owners which took place every third Saturday of the month and it was mandatory to attend. Ways to … Continue reading
“I can’t believe this” Maryam exclaimed slamming her phone on the plastic table. It didn’t bother her that the phone’s screen was face down and may crack, maybe it was because it was a plastic table or because she didn’t care because she ignored it. It was happening all over again. The last time it … Continue reading
“Excuse me” Maryam was taken aback. Such rudeness. She was even more surprised Kevwe hadn’t gone all ballistics on the babe. She was obviously still surprised at the stranger from the look on her face. Tokunbo wasn’t so surprised. “Oh sorry, where are my manners” the girl said cutely “hi, I’m Michelle ….” She took … Continue reading
“I’m falling in, am falling down, hmmmmmm. I wanna begin but I don’t know how, to let you know how am feeling, yeah. I’m high on hope I’m reeliiiiiiiinnnnggggg” Justin shouted into his soap bar as he sang Jonathan Clay’s ‘Heart on Fire’ song to himself as he showered. He had woken up feeling on … Continue reading
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