My class was not a big one, maybe about forty five pupils. But then, my school was not as big as Ijegbe Nursery & Primary School next door. The wooden desk and bench I shared with Bose my seatmate was in the middle row on the far left side of the classroom. I would have … Continue reading Times Table: Why I hate Mathematics
Death at sunset Sunrise in Lagos is the beginning of a new adventure for its occupants and resident, The start of a new day in Lagos mark the beginning of another struggle to achieve certain goals for the day, another opportunity to work and sort out the challenge of the … Continue reading Death At Sunset
It is true that we live but to die, but life itself becomes death when there is no certainty of tomorrow. That was what life became that morning. That morning I heard the thundering voice of what they call bomb for the first time. Father, like a frightened dog, barked at us. ‘Get under the … Continue reading A New Beginning
Papa had made me, though not conscious of it himself, fall in love with the moon. Since the sects that Papa referred to as ‘twin brothers fighting for the breast of their mother’ began the clash that he said would change the face of Nigeria totally, his stories were not about his days in England, … Continue reading A Lesson from the Moon
Beating Heart CH 01 The knock was soft and hesitant with a hint of trepidation. She took a deep breath calming her beating heart. Delicate fingers rested against the cross carved into the solid oak door. The smoothness of the wood beneath the skin of her fingertips sent a slight tingle down her spine. … Continue reading Beating Heart CH 02
I looked at the faces present in the room, I shook my head, none of us can be saved, this gathering is a useless one, as if reading my mind, the instructor said. “No one is totally broken, and no one is beyond repairs, this gathering is not about what to do or what not … Continue reading No One Is Totally Broken (Flash Fiction)
Multitudes gathered before him. On their feet they stood, fists pumping furiously, ground shaking from the stamping of their feet. Tens of thousands chanted one name, eyes bleeding fervor, their voices in perfect unison. ‘Boye!‘
She sat next to me for months but I never noticed her. She said “hello” with a smile every morning but I replied with a shrug. Who had time to for small talk when my tasks were not completed? Yet she met her deliverables with a smile every time. Her spicy, sweet, and floral perfume … Continue reading Next to Me
AWOOF! You listen again to be sure the sound came from your door… ‘kpom! Kpom! Kpom!’ You hear it again. You start to wonder who could be disturbing you this early Christmas morning when everyone in the city of Lagos had gone to church. You leave the kitchen for the door, but not before mentally … Continue reading Awooof!
“But dad, I want to go and watch el-classico by 4pm ” he said with his faced squeezed with disappointment. he continued, “I have been in church since 8am till 3.:pm attending Sunday school, service,choir. rehearsal and youth meeting. yet you want me to attend bible study again. Even Jesus would get tired. I understood … Continue reading How Pastors Lead their Kids To Hell
“My dear friend, Aminu, please forgive me for my sins. It was my evil act that ruined your business… ” Aminu was stunned to hear that as he browsed through his phone. He looked at the nearby bed, his friend, Sule had tears in his eyes. Sule sobbed and whimpered, he made few awkward puppy … Continue reading A Knife In The Back; The Death Of Sule
As I sat across the ward today, I heard a sudden, piercing cry. Anwalamoooo! oohhh! Jesus why have you forsaken me! Eeeh! what did I do to deserve this Lord! Nwachukwu come back o! Your sister is here waiting for you, come back biko! My Son Oya wake up! Wake up! Let’s go home. I … Continue reading Death Is A Bastard!
“Baba, my girlfriend dey cheat on me, I never catch am, oh, but I know it” “Wetin you want make I do for you now?” Baba Ajibodu asked, he is feeling uncomfortable in the room with this Femi character. Torn jeans, rough hair, red eyes, and purple lips. No different from the lunatic Seyi, on … Continue reading Magun (ThunderBolt)
So yesterday I was robbed. This probably isn’t news to most of my fellow Lagosians but believe me, until it happens to you, it will seem as a trailer from a movie you watch on Netflix or FOX. It was quick, as though it was a rehearsed play for the stage. I … Continue reading Lagos: The Land Of Lessons
“Bro” his voice stopped me dead on my track. My legs were glued to the ground, I couldn’t lift either of them,I was stuck. “Show me love” his grasp on my head intensified, bewitched I reached into my pocket, brought out my phone and wallet. I felt a hand touch me slightly on the shoulder, … Continue reading Lasgidi