“Take heed!” Amaziah swivelled his head towards the sound of the frenzied cry, and did a double take at the sight before his eyes. There, right in front of the market entrance, was a man Read More
Feb 122013
Tola Odejayi
Jan 202013
Literacy is undoubtedly one of Man’s most important achievements. Being not only able to record information, but to understand information recorded by someone thousands of miles away has had a dramatic impact on human development. Read More
Jan 082013
I turn the page of the paper And I am greeted with bold blocky type: Commander-in-Chief Completely Committed To Crushing Corruption” I sigh with a tiredness that is at least equal To the tiredness of Read More
Nov 072012
Musa lay face up in bed in the place that he called home – for now, at least. Home was a stuffy, cramped room on the first floor in a block of face-me-I-face-you rooms. Home Read More
Aug 092012
Days turned to months, which turned to years, and Amaka and Tunde remained separated. They did talk, but their conversations were mostly either about trivial issues that they felt safe talking about, or formal issues Read More
Aug 072012
They were married shortly after they arrived in Bristol. They settled down quickly, with Amaka getting a job as a bank teller while Tunde threw himself into his postgraduate studies. After a year, he had Read More
Aug 052012
The room was an unremarkable room, as rooms go. It was faultlessly, antiseptically spotless, with the light grey linoleum floor tiling faithfully reflecting the harsh glare from the fluorescent lights above. And in the middle Read More
Aug 012012
Bayo snatched a glance at his watch, while keeping an eye on the chaos on the expressway in front in case some crazy driver decided to cut in front of him. 11.45! He inwardly groaned Read More
Apr 252012
“Excuse me.” The man wearing a threadbare T-shirt stopped to stare at the besuited stranger who had accosted him in the street. “Yes?” “Please, can you tell me how to get to Adekoya Street? I’m Read More
Apr 162012
“Five more minutes, Mr. President.” The president, who had been shuffling around some papers on his desk, glanced up at the prompt from the studio producer. As he leaned forward from the leather chair he Read More
Apr 092012
A few days later on a Saturday morning, Wale was seated at a table in Fingers, anxiously watching the entrance and awaiting Julie’s arrival. The place was quiet, as was normal for this time; most Read More
Mar 242012
“Seriously? You did that?” “I did, Chi-boy.” “Why? Things were going fantastically between the two of you. What happened?” It seems everybody wants to know what happened, Wale thought. “Just like I told her, my Read More
Mar 232012
Wale lay on his bed trying to relax by reading a thriller novel; he was the only one in the room that evening, as the rest of his room mates had gone out to study. Read More
Dec 012011
Jerry and Solo are sitting at a table in silence in Pangolo Junction, a down-at-heel, somewhat disreputable drinking joint. As usual, the atmosphere is raucous and noisy, with loud background music, and arguments going off Read More
Nov 232011
Nkechi stared at the blank screen on her laptop, with her eyes widening as fast as her heart was sinking. The blank screen stared back with a dreadful finality. “Oh God no no please not Read More
Sep 282011
Chijioke sat squashed up in the minibus as it grunted and creaked its way along the potholed road. Seated next to him was his father, who stared out the window in a sullen mood. Chijioke Read More
Aug 292011
Ekanem drew the heavy curtains of the ornately furnished living room aside and took one last look through the window. As he had expected, the compound outside was silent. James, the driver was out of Read More
Aug 012011
We did meet in class later on, where I learnt that his name was Dele. Our friendship grew, but it never became anything more than a friendship, mostly because of my insistence that it remain Read More
Jul 312011
I am a rebel. That is just the way I have always been, and that is the way I will always be. And let me be clear here; when I talk about being a rebel, Read More
May 112011
Julius trudged up pockmarked staircase, already feeling weary about the encounter that was about to occur. The walls of the stairwell, dingy with years of use and poor maintenance seemed echo his mood. It was Read More