His house was really lovelier than she’d expected and the extra touch of little flower gardens which followed to the side the tiled walking paths that ran round the house’s perimeter completely stole her heart. Seeing how much she appreciated the surroundings, he suggested that instead they prepare the dinner he’d planned previously to take her into … Continue reading Heads You Lose; Hearts You Win. (Part 2).
You have never heard that voice? The voice of heaven What is it you call the dribs of rain On The Roof That Is Over Your head? What is it you call the waft of breeze that peels off your ceiling? The melody of pellet drizzles That remands you for … Continue reading Voice Of Heaven
‘Ahmad was a twenty-three year old, average bodied, dark, Nigerian male, taking internship with Professor Salim to complete his training in Literary Arts. His intern project was to create and write a fiction book.
Professor Salim was a Sixty-nine year old Professor in Philosophy, slim, fair skinned, grey-haired, Nigerian male, an academic scholar, and civil veteran. He had studied Philosophy in his undergraduate year and had devoted nearly his entire life to further study of the subject until he retired two years ago. He had been active in the civil affairs all his years before his retirement. As Professor Emeritus, even at retirement, he accepted sessions with interns specially recommended to him by local and international institutions.’