Year: 2042 Month: July Day: 15 Location: Kopenick Town Hall – Kopenick The night was a chilly one, as were all nights since the earth’s weather systems had been disrupted by the irresponsible use of nuclear weapons in this fourth World War. It had been the worst war humanity had ever seen, wiping out one … Continue reading The Russian Connection (3): Unremembered Memories
She finished lashing the diaper. ‘I wonder if DK is married now. He used to be such a hunk!’ Baby replied with a coo-coo. She smiled at baby. ‘Jumai was my best friend then. We used to be the cool kids, all the girls wanted to be us.’ She leaned in to kiss baby. … Continue reading Reunion
Being the last born and only boy among four girls,i always did what i wanted and got away with it. I was rude,stubborn,naughty and full of mischief. My parents were always warning me and my sisters were always complaining about one thing or the other that i did but i never changed. At the age … Continue reading Lesson Learnt
In my head, there is always an invisible battle. A battle in which I violently strangle with my bare hands recurrent memories that torment me. I am 25 years old, and for this long I have wondered and fantasized different scenarios of who I would have been or rather who I actually am. What exactly … Continue reading Survivor
Childhood was a great time for me. Getting exposed to new things everyday was part of the things that made it exciting. All that time, there was a lot of mystery surrounding the grown ups. This mystery was supported by the fact that we absolutely believed they knew everything. Wherever it was that I learnt … Continue reading Memories
This is the second in the series, you can read the first here . I grew up in a Christian home and my parents were staunch believers in the ‘spare the rod and spoil the child’ verse of the bible. In fact, no day goes by without the quotation of that verse by my mum … Continue reading Feelings of Nostalgia – My mama’s armoury
I scare myself as I get older. Memories that seem not that long ago, turn out to be years into the past. My children had laid hands on some old family pictures and were laughing at the hair styles and fashions that seemed so hip at the time. There was nothing wrong with the follow up to … Continue reading The Receipt
Many travellers checking in at the Kuwaiti Airlines counter carried Christmas presents for families and friends but Kola just had his bags, as it was a working trip for him. Kola Olu was on his way to Kuwait City to run a course for a local oil organisation, and as it was the Christmas season, had been offered double … Continue reading An airport, five countries and a tale…AOk
I think memories are one of the coolest things God has blessed us with, because it’s super-cool that after a long time or not so long…whatever/whichever…we can vividly recall something that happened and it would make us smile or laugh or cry or frown or scream or whatever your memories does to you. Now, the … Continue reading Misplaced Memories
Note: don’t know if this can be classified as a poem, perhaps not traditionally, but hey… Still posted it! Beautiful tapestry, my life was Woven intricately and delicately with coloured threads of sorrow and laughter, depression and bliss. All beautifully entwined to form an aesthetically cascading piece. Now I am tired. I have poured myself … Continue reading Tapestry
The clock strikes The girls bite Pinch and tease Leaving their trademarks Drama queens In need of attention Like always, I run I run past them Girls that bite Some I dance with A few I touch The ring of the bell, Then, it’s all over again
Even in the midst of a crowd, When the noise is loudest, We can still hear resonant voice of depth. Even in the midst of mist, When the cloud is dulled by dimness We can still let our eyes see. Even in the midst of distant spaces Shredded by the exigencies of life Thoughtful moments … Continue reading Drums of Distance
It’s been fifteen years since we last saw each other. In-between, we had settled into life’s exploratory encounters, hopeful that we would someday connect again, at least to find out how the years and their twists have treated us as we strove to cope with the bliss and blight of daily survival. How do you … Continue reading The Hug
I might look like the worst person on earth, I may very well be. But it hardly matters these days. These days I find that looking bad is considered awesome. You tell a girl she is crazy and she thinks its a compliment. In fact, if you don’t tell her she might be the one … Continue reading Grandma, do us a favour, drop dead
His dance play again, and Like talking drum he spoke, Only unwalled ears dance the Rhythm of an Idol and The prophecy kept for Unrest sour times. Dance of an Idol, Misinterpreted like one Singing virgin parables, and Hearers exchange faces. What is said, and What is done not said… The Idol, A … Continue reading Dance Of An Idol.