It had been a long, arduous walk from the forests of Guinea up onto the highlands of Ouagadougou. He had decided to stop in Bamako and say one last goodbye to his great aunt who had raised him. It was twenty-five long years now and he wondered if she was still alive. But he knew … Continue reading Gambit
“…the sooner you get here the better.” Or so you thought. No one told you that suddenly you’ll be so free, so left alone that it’ll make you afraid. Since 18, people have learnt not to cross your lines, to let you be and you had basked in that freedom. You’ve been left on your … Continue reading Room 25.. the sooner you get here, the better.
He opened the doors of his wardrobe and musty air wafts to his nostrils. A dozen or so pairs of identical navy-blue shirt hanging atop white-washed green khaki trousers in plastic hangers, stood there in the musty darkness like zombies waiting to be repossessed by someone. But in his mind Osaki saw them as sentinels … Continue reading Osaki Ibiba II — Frozen Oil
“Off your shoes please, we’re quirky and touchy in here.” When you’ve waited a long time to come of age and it finally happens, you have to protect your space from intruders. Moreso from those who don’t respect your right to own your space. They treat it as a trifle and forget that you’ve waited … Continue reading Room 18
HE whisked himself up the stairs of the Council building, like someone trying to run ahead of time. Passersby didn’t mind that he ignored their greetings; everyone knew that sometimes council chairman Osaki Ibiba could be so engrossed in his own work to the point of being eccentric. So whenever someone greeted him, they ignored … Continue reading Osaki Ibiba