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Morning Dose

After several twitches, just when I had gotten a comfort spot on the front seat of the keke Marwa, he leapt suddenly in front of it, threatening to hit its windscreen with his side-handled baton.

‘’Park! Park! ’’, he yelled, gesticulating with so much [...]

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As reveries come, this one was far-fetched...

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A reverie is not always what it seems; sometimes it is real life hiding itself snug in your imaginations. So it was that after the revolution that ran through Tunisia, Egypt, Libya et al in 2011, the world began to take a second [...]

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Dayo....: A short Short.

Dayo….

He saw her again, the same girl he’s seen in the bus every morning. He walked past her and went on to seat just on the adjacent row, 2 seats behind her. She had the same impeccable look than spoke tales of good [...]

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THE MENTAL HALLWAYS OF AN ASSASSIN

Falling is the last thing you feel…

 

Standing on this rooftop, the world is nothing but your chess-board. At least that is what it has been.

The wind in your hair, lazily burrowing furrows.

You look up at the sky, inhale deeply. You [...]

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CLINGING TO THE WIND

I am lying face down on the cold tile in my one room apartment, trying hard to forget the pain I feel in my stomach. I let my thoughts wander back and forth, to the first day I met ufuoma and the day he [...]

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My Life; My Choice

I was supposed to be angry but to my surprise, I was calm, too calm for my comfort. He did it again today. He came home late  and to make matters worse, he walked into the house with the airs [...]

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PATRIOTS DIVIDED, BACK IN ONE

“The chicken that always rushes to pick the grains from the Master’s hands is not foolish – he simply has not heard the tale of the visitor’s meat; of Easter; Thanksgiving and Christmas.” [...]

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PLEASE DADDY, PLEEEASE...

N.B: This is a HALF-fiction!!

“On issues of life today, we will be talking about a very unusual but real life experience of a mother & her 13year old daughter. Actually, my guest has just stepped into the studio & will be sharing this [...]

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IFEOMA'S BODY

Her complexion was the most attractive feature that caught my eyes when I got to the park. Her hips were so curvy that the act of fornication started pouring into my heart. My stares were too bold. I prayed for her destination to rhyme [...]

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Library Talks

“What is going on here?” the Encyclopedia Britannica shouted in shocked tones. “Such noise and within these hallowed walls too.” “Well,” bellowed the Book of A Thousand Proverbs. “We are just debating on how to put an end to this disgraceful business. The love [...]

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CHARITY: Late Night Visitor

As Charity put on her pajamas after a shower, she heard the sound again. She had the sound the night before and the night before that too. She decided to pretend as if she didn’t hear the noise. She jumped onto her bed and picked [...]

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My Brother and I

I woke to the sound of mother’s wail. which relative had died again?’ I wondered. Mother’s wail always had to do with relatives which we could hardly recall or ones we didn’t know. She’d start by saying, when one of us approached to console [...]

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The quest

Amechi was yet to fathom what gave him new strength that morning. He could barely stand or walk, the night before. He was tired, hungry, thirsty and needed a good rest for days, but that morning something was pushing him.

Those legs of his [...]

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LUST FOR ITALY

Syn is tailing the taxi carting his mother and his brother. The taxi driver seems an expert in penetrating through the hold-ups. Syn is trying so hard not to lose sight of the taxi. There is no way he was going to let his [...]

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LAGOS THROUGH MY EYES

Did you know;

1) People queue up for keke napep?
Underbridge Ikeja in my own opinion, is a picture perfect spot for ‘sights and sounds of Las Gidi’. That said, I will have you know that before now, I had always assumed long [...]

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