
Till Death Do us Part
I have always been intrigued by the idea of “spiritual spouses”… I had a go at writing about it… Forgive the quality, I wrote this on a 30 minute study break. The library was stifling me… :S Feedback is appreciated. :)
I have always been intrigued by the idea of “spiritual spouses”… I had a go at writing about it… Forgive the quality, I wrote this on a 30 minute study break. The library was stifling me… :S Feedback is appreciated. :)
N. B. The last chapter was written by my best friend. He was present at the time of my unbearable ordeal. I met him at the mental house. He owns a handsome triple chin, Neatly designed and made into a pin. 1 Iwai is my surname. I am the youngest in a family of five. … Continue reading Fatal Trance
Mama always tells these very interesting stories sometimes, we all gather round her outside our little hut with a little kerosene lantern to create some visibility. The lantern always makes mama look a bit eerie because she always insists on carrying it on her lap whilst she tells a tale. So her face is lit … Continue reading Ghost
Chinedu picked Iphey up at seven after work on a Friday evening. Iphey wore black pants, a burgundy camisole and black short sleeved classy jacket. Today was special and so it deserved the special concern. It was three months since she had got together with Chinedu and everyday was a revelation of how good they … Continue reading Iphey will you marry me?
‘It is all a ritual’, Martha thinks to herself as she shuffles from foot to foot on the slow line that is headed towards the priest at the altar. She almost sighs out loud until she remembers that her father is standing right behind her and will probably give her the tongue lashing of her … Continue reading Fallen Angel
The moment he stepped into room T105 and shut the glass panelled door behind him, Wale knew he was a dead man. He thought of turning back quickly and dashing out before his face registered, but the two women dressed in well tailored business suits were sitting up with eager smiles, their pretty backs arched … Continue reading The Small Print
The ancient taxi pulled up alongside a dusty two-storey building with a sigh of relief. The door opened, and Joshua gingerly unwound himself from the confines of the cab. “Are you sure this is the place?” he asked the driver, a hint of uncertainty in his voice. “Na im, now. Shay na Alhaji Jimoh road … Continue reading The Return
This was written originally for a blogfest… The aim was to write a story in which a conversation of some sort was taking place, but without any dialogue. I’m thinking of turning it into the first chapter of a longer story, though… With that being said, this is just a working title… Feedback is highly … Continue reading When Words Fail You…
“The accused should approach the witness-box!” Deedee stood up and walked morosely to the witness-box, the orderly keeping step behind him like a shadow. Briskly, the court-clerk walked up to him. “Are you a Christian, Moslem, or pagan?” “Christian.” The reply was slurred. “Then place your right hand this bible and repeat after me.” Deedee … Continue reading Hanging Out
“You are a fantabulous fool!” roared the man in the tattered suit. “Not just that, but a demonic quagmire among superordinate humans.” Ashaka opened his mouth to retaliate but got confused. The torrent of words hailed at him like missiles. A stale fishy stench emanated from the man’s body causing Ashaka to lean back away … Continue reading Every Wrinkle is a Story
You sit there caressing her bony fingers, wondering when she would arise from the dead. You can’t stop looking into her glistening eyes and imagining that you are seeing straight to her soul—seeing the life she has lived being cast onto the screen of her mind. They are not pleasant, these images that meet your … Continue reading Arise
She saw him for the first time that night. Sitting at a table with two men and another girl she knew, she had allowed her eyes to wander round the dark club and that was when she saw him. There was nothing remarkable about him. You could see him or miss him. That was how … Continue reading The Stranger
She made her way from nothing… Can’t fault her for wanting something… The Dream’s voice wafted through the air waves as Aisha danced slowly, surely and seductively. This was her song. She slipped off her bra as she turned to look into his eyes. Those eyes that drove him crazy. She smiled mischievously as she … Continue reading Bad Girl…
Driving slowly towards the link road that leads to the airport, I’m trying hard to focus and calm my excited nerves. Tobi is coming home. I have dreamt of this day for months, wondering if it will ever happen. I doubt I’ll ever find the courage to tell her what I feel. Tobi and I … Continue reading Two straws in a bottle…
He took a step towards her, his manner menacing. She did not draw back like he thought she would, an apparently frightened child. Fear shimmered like a mask on her face; she shook with it but faced dread head on. She had assessed the situation with wisdom that belied her age and came to the … Continue reading Fire from the gods