I don’t know how long I stood there, just staring at the magazine – without seeing it. I recall an old-school, upbeat tune playing madly, repeatedly in my mind – a disco craze by Bongos Ikwue or or ‘Rat race’ by The Matadors playing at 120 BPM – as usually happened when I was under … Continue reading Match Sticks 2
Some days are just so rotten. When your first juicy bite of sunrise happens to be a worm-infested mouthful of an experience. I went jogging by 5am and in a bid to casually toss away a used MTN voucher from yesterday I mistakenly flung my iPhone into a de-commissioned drainage hole- turned- garbage dump, by … Continue reading Rotten Days
What if finally the time machine – that age-long elusive bit of advanced technology- was invented? It was. And it had to be that horn-rimmed glasses sporting Ibo nerd, Cheta that unlocked the formula that could make human wave signatures travel backwards or forward in time – taking along the human particles with it. He … Continue reading We invented the Time Machine?
Death’s, the intoxicating sweet pleasure of sinking that cruelly arched tumescence forcefully, brutally into the uninitiated, virginal depths of good… then, hell. The persistent staccato of automatic rifles were deafening typewriters, ruthlessly banging out the death sentences of some hapless soldiers in murderous copper-jacketed fonts, accompanied by the occasional throaty interjection of burly 105mm Howitzers, … Continue reading Saving Egbo
My latest idea was a local campus magazine. A magazine that would feature the hottest student accommodation on campus and be sold at 400 bucks to 4000 students within a month. That was why I had summoned some of my friends to my self-contained room in Nnedioranma hostel, few minutes past 5pm, this Tuesday. Not … Continue reading Matchsticks
Uncanny discovers crime pays – with punishment It was not yet 9pm but Uncanny was already through a bottle of Henessey, one J&W and a Five Alive tetra pack. He crushed his fourth stub of marijuana amongst tinfoil wrappings that were crumpled around bony remnants of barbecue chicken, pepper sauce, and roast gizzard, lit his … Continue reading Petals of a Bud: Uncanny
A surprise twist to a Val’s day outing They took their Val’s Day celebration to the Vignette restaurant. This was the day he would propose, this was the day he would ask her to be his wife. The table had been booked three weeks ahead of time, the wine pre-ordered about the same time. They … Continue reading The Vignette
I love onions. Lovely onion rings melted to semi-transparency in sizzling groundnut oil for precisely a minute. Succulent onion rings that go ‘crunch’ silently, releasing such delicious juice that assails your palate with exquisite pleasure. They have to be dripping oil when served with grilled beef. The grilled beef – no, let’s not go there … Continue reading Suya