Category Archives: Vote Chronicles

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The incumbent governor of Alanta State received a call that gladdened his heart. In spite of his status, he jumped up and down like a school boy on receiving the great news. The tough-talking electoral officer had finally caved in. Johnson, the governor’s trusted aide had been working assiduously to persuade the electoral officer to […]

‘Nigerian Roulette’

‘Nigerian Roulette’

He could see the story vividly in his mind as he made his mental constructions and polished his angles on the way to the interview. For most parts of his adult life, he had wondered how it would feel for things to be just a little better than they were. He had known that feeling […]

Her Objective Mind

Her Objective Mind

Jennifer glanced around the lecture room she usually studied in and then at her wristwatch. It was 6.00pm,time to head home. ‘Hello!’ She looked up to see Kayode, a 300 level student she had a huge crush on.She smiled saying nothing. ‘Heading home?’ She eagerly nodded and stood up. They chatted for some minutes while he […]

Civil Robbery

Civil Robbery

I hate elections. Well, not quite. After all, no one desires to be an onlooker when important decisions are being made. But Nigeria elections, in my opinion, are an elaborate charade woven in expensive foolery, needless violence and deliberate corruption. At twenty three, I had never voted neither did I look forward to doing so. […]

The Antelope

The Antelope

He needed the money badly. No, badly was an understatement. He needed the money so…He couldn’t even find the words. How badly could you need something that could save the life of your only son? N500, 000 is what the doctor told him to bring. Half a million naira! He and his wife had been […]

Dining Electorates

Dining Electorates

‘We have a mandate!’ he shouted, but his family didn’t understand what he meant. His ten-year-old son sat down munching his food, as he watched his father break for the umpteenth time, his rule about not talking while eating. His wife didn’t seem to care if he shouted at the top of his voice. ‘We […]

Father Of The Children

Father Of The Children

She said “I want to vote”. Like I was the ballot box. I looked up, and I saw the sun. Slowly, its rays crept into my carefully inclined lids, and I saw the day had began to ripen, like the contrast of banana peel; ripening, but too early, for boole*. Then I looked down, and […]

Madness

Madness

It was 4:00pm already ,yet i haven’t even taken my afternoon drugs, as a recovering patient that is still recovering from MALARIA. I was too weak even to get up and take my tablets, no doubt me and MORPHEUS  had a very wonderful jouney to the dreamland. “Junior go get me my drugs on the […]