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“No be you talk say it will be you and me till the sun comes down. That I will never wear a frown. You will love me till am down. Na only you and me go dey dey.” I murmured the lyrics to Miss Waje’s song that I could remember as I was coming back […]
Yesterday I was at the Carnivore in Nairobi’s Lang’ata lower middle class joint sipping on the most expensive liquor they could offer replaying the week in my head. Yeah, I know what you are thinking right now, but before you start judging me hear my story first. I was introduced to the Carnivore by one […]
The shock written all over Giorgio’s face soon gave way; gradually metamorphosing into heavy grief electric with anger and indignation. Monica was the last person he expected to see at his door; she had never been to his house and he didn’t remember seeing her in the last two years after she thoroughly embarrassed him […]
Her room had the smell of lemon. Lillian dropped her purse on the small dresser beside her bed and stretched her neck with her hands. She kicked off her shoes and started to undress as she made a mental note of instructions she had given to her cleaner. Lemon was not one of the fragrances […]
Tragedy Unbidden We greeted you with no kola at the door And stammered at your steely insistence As you laughed, loud reports of thunder and fire You engulfed us in blackish vapours of corruption Ours, a million sorrows forever She woke from a dream about an old traditional dance of her childhood. It had […]
Each time any of us had to travel, myself or any of my siblings, the first and the last thing my father will say would be to remind us we were strangers going to a strange land. Strangers are everywhere even in familiar territories he believed. Going to a strange land implies increased chance of […]
It felt like a dozen sumo wrestlers were doing a quick march in Kacchi’s head. His head throbbed painfully and his thoughts ran wildly in a hundred different directions, yet he drove on, hoping to escape the spreading violence. He was a man on the run, a haunted creature in violent times, a man caught […]
“The first kiss is the deepest.” – Nadège Richards, 5 Miles. EPISODE EIGHTEEN The day went by so fast. After an internal tour, which had revealed the impeccable taste of Mrs Anthonia Abayomi-Phillips, Nathan had taken her outside and led her through every inch of the amazing scenery which surrounded their home. Valerie was wowed […]
I have not heard from Bolu for weeks now. I am sure it’s that his wife that’s keeping him away but why do I keep making excuses for him? If he wanted to call he would have done so regardless of what his wife has to say! Every night I went to bed wishing that […]
“Wey the thief? Wey the thief? Wey the thief?” I shouted to life with sweat streaming down my forehead . Then I was utterly confused seeing Collins and Dayo jumping around the room with turning sticks and another wooden object. “Abeg, where the thief dey now?” I finally yelled at them. “Na the two rats […]
He was in shock – of all the times for her to display her nonchalance, she chose now, and with this? “But…I…we…” he stuttered. Silence. He heaved, and breathed out, slowly. He steeled his nerves a bit. “Are you sure?” “You, the guy, is asking me, the lady, if I’m sure. Of all the cliché questions…thought you’d be […]
My boyfriend is dead, and I killed him. The day he died, we were watching a football match at the local bar, when in a fit of celebration, some dude slapped my ass. I don’t know if I made him think it was okay to be violently jealous when other guys leered at me – because he […]
“What is wrong with you!” she exclaimed wildly.She stirred at her fiance Tunde who she has been dating for approximately four years.She couldn’t understand him any longer,his attitude towards her has changed dramatically,as if to worsen the situation he now comes back late from work.She stirred at the eyes of this man who she fell […]
We might be in the 21st century but some old habits don’t die at all. In the very old days(-circa- my great, great grandfathers days) you’d have to walk for miles into the forest before you could see a witchdoctor or babalawo in his shrine. Nowadays they are two a kobo, jostling for space on the […]
It has been almost a month since I have been living with my mother and our neighbors were beginning to talk. This morning as I was on my way to get some water from our backyard for Dare’s bath, these two women who I knew to be the master planners of the compound saw me […]