S-L-L-A-A-A-A-A-P!!! I don’t know what landed first; his hard palm slapping my face or the thud of his briefcase as he dropped it inside the doorway as he lunged at me. I screamed and recoiled from the force of the blow, my left cheek stinging from where he’d hit me. In my mouth I … Continue reading Agbero ( Bus Conductor) a Contemporary story by Tony Ogunlowo
The dining table had reverted back to being an ordinary polished mahogany table in a hall. All evidence of a meal having been eaten off it had been removed; including the table cloth. They sat opposite each other. The Lady of the House was sulking. It was the desert. She was upset that she couldn’t … Continue reading Dinnertime 3
They call him ‘Baba Go-Slow’. He had just been appointed the Chairman and Chief Executive Officer of the company and this was his first annual general meeting. The company was in trouble. Backstabbing and infighting was rampant amongst the managerial staff. Ineffective accounting techniques had led to accusations of alleged fraud, embezzlement and corruption. Labour … Continue reading Baba Go-slow
There is a bounty So I’m told, worth more than a Man’s weight in Gold, many times over with all the diamonds, rubies and emeralds in the world cobbled together. Unclaimed? For how can one snare an angel and pin it down?
All you wey get dirti moni make you run go London or New York before he catch you! All you wey tink Government moni na ya pocket moni he go catch you! All you wey get Government position and tink say na ya papa house he go comot you! All of you … Continue reading Di General Don Come Back – Pidgin Prose
Read Part 1 The main meal had been eaten and the plates cleared away. Dinnertime had progressed slightly forward with no further altercations or desecration of the peace and quiet. Desert was served. Presumably the chef’s masterpiece it was a fruit salad concoction of ingredients, possibly, pilfered from the main garden – paw paw, mangoes, … Continue reading Dinnertime 2 by Tony Ogunlowo
It was the day of the big election – the Presidential one – and all the markets and roads were deserted – unusually, people had forgone the use of vehicles, both private and commercial, to go to their allocated polling stations to cast their votes. The three recharge card seller boys were dancing shoki … Continue reading What Goes Around… by Tony Ogunlowo
Sacrifice “ …Birds of darkness do not use my house for a meeting place..”, sang the late Hubert Ogunde referring to the creatures of the night who congregate all over the place, mostly up to no good, plotting and planning the ruination of innocent souls. The Yorubas go on to say “…if the sacrificial … Continue reading Sacrifice – A Contemporary Nigerian story
The President was meeting with some of his close advisers. He sat at the top of the long conference table, as its befits a leader. On his right hand side sat an old man but the chair to his immediate left was empty. Looking around furtively, he asked,”…where is my wife?”. Even though his wife … Continue reading Mister President – (Satirical Flash Fiction)
There had been another sighting of a mami-wata, mermaid to you and I ,somewhere in the Cross Rivers State. The social media site were going crazy with purported eyewitness accounts of a half-woman, half-fish being seen sitting on a rock by the creeks. Some even suggested there was a YouTube video. I’ve searched but … Continue reading The Mami Wata
Its easy money. I dress up very well. I always wear a suit complete with a well knotted tie, gold watch and I carry a briefcase for good effect. My shoes are so well polished you can see your reflection in them. Even though I’ve never left Nigeria I have a well-polished American accent. It … Continue reading The Corporate Beggar – A Contemporary Story.
A witch fell out of the sky the other day, somewhere around Oshodi. Rather than fall off her broomstick, as one would imagine, eye witnesses reportedly claimed to have seen a bird fall out of the sky and change into a human being – a woman! There are quite a few videos on Youtube … Continue reading ” Snake Oil” – a contemporary story
Cops and robbers go hand in hand. Where you find one you’ll surely find the other. In Nigeria they’re so entwined its difficult to distinguish between the two, who’s good and who’s bad and who really is the robber. Carjacking is my business. I steal cars from people in go-slow or from the front of … Continue reading “Keys ” – A contemporary Nigerian Story
I’ve led this country to the brink of ruin and an implosion is not too far away. Anarchy is on the rife and corruption on the rise. Peoples heads are being chopped up in the North and others kidnapped and killed in the South. I, carefully turn a blind eye to the state … Continue reading #BRINGBACKME! – A Satirical Poem.
I’m still unemployed. Its been two years, seven months and four hours since I last worked. Disgraceful ? I have a degree in Finance and an MBA and I still can’t get a job. My C.V has travelled the length and breadth of Nigeria, both online and by snail mail, literally begging for a … Continue reading Allen Avenue – a contemporary Nigerian story