THE BEAUTIFUL PEOPLE OF THE BELOVED COUNTRY
By Richard Oti “I love you, daddy! Come back home safe,” his 3-year-old daughter says, wrapping her little arms around him. He takes a look at her and realizes that […]
Read MoreLOVE AT FIRST SIGHT
All I saw was a glimpse of you, One my eyes caught in the night A night when the moon would not reflect the sun And the stars wouldn’t shine […]
Read MoreLIANNA AND JONES (DADDY’s LITTLE GIRL)
Every relationship has many facets: the obvious, the non-obvious and the never to be obvious. Confused? Take a deep breath, grab a bite (preferably; a Dagwood sandwich), and then enjoy […]
Read MoreCUPID AND SAM INC. Part 4
It was very early on Saturday. Chief was awake, “it’s a brown new day,” he sang like a chirping bird, walking around his room aimlessly, whistling and smiling sheepishly. It’s […]
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Chief had a delicious sleep for the first time in many months. Technically, sleep should not be qualified with such a term because It is not Nigerian jollof-rice. I know […]
Read MoreCUPID AND SAM INC. Part 2
Chief was non-malleable this day. Just like he had been most of his life. Eyes squinted, and his face ruffled. Even the new millennium haircut did not look so nice on him […]
Read MoreCUPID AND SAM INC. part 1
His lovely slim tie was placed neatly beside his well-starched and ironed white cotton shirt. It wasn’t one of those white shirts that were on the borderline, closer to […]
Read MoreA DAY WITH CARLA CARLSON
01 A Day With Carla Carlson The little girl sat just a few feet away from me. A crease on her face, her eyes swollen; looking like she had deprived […]
Read MoreMEMOIRS OF A BROKEN HEART 8
Akin had great pleasure breaking the news to me as we sat in the car headed back to central Abuja city. It felt like an ice-box had replaced my heart. […]
Read MoreMEMOIRS OF A BROKEN HEART 7
Akin was stunned. It was hard to believe the gravity of his mistake. Never had he been that careless, not in many years of scheming. “It’s Fred’s fault,” he said […]
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Ndidi looked exceptional this afternoon. She was dressed in a black Tom Ford sleeveless jumpsuit. A cream shawl hung around her shoulders, flowing down towards her sides. Her braids were […]
Read MoreMEMOIRS OF A BROKEN HEART 5
“Daddy, its past 6 am. Wake up. Wake up.” Turning slowly away from the edge of the bed, I pulled the duvet over my head. “Do you have to go […]
Read MoreMEMOIRS OF A BROKEN HEART 4
“Would you say a prayer before we eat?” Chyoma urged Akin, who was sitting opposite her. The time was 6:00 pm, their meeting was later than they had scheduled because […]
Read MoreMEMOIRS OF A BROKEN HEART 3
Sunday mornings were always exciting for me. I liked church a lot, and as was my custom, I tried to always be in the building at least 10 minutes before […]
Read MoreMEMOIRS OF A BROKEN HEART 2
It was time to leave Grand square, we all got into Chioma’s Bentley (flying Spur, 2014 model). It had tinted glasses, and the interior was custom-made in Italy. It was […]
Read MoreMEMOIRS OF A BROKEN HEART 1
It had been 4 years since they had been separated as little kids, but on reuniting, they were up to their usual shenanigans. In comparison to their mother, I was […]
Read MoreMR & MRS
Sometimes, walking away seems easier than staying back and getting hurt. “But hurt me all you can, I’ll stay with you because I love you”. I heard love is patient and […]
Read MoreFRANCES
FRANCES “Sweetheart, you will find a man who is worthy of you. I didn’t invest this much in you, to give you off to some riffraff. You deserve more”. I […]
Read MoreTHE DANCE
All you wanted was a rose So I scampered all over the earth I wouldn’t let Kilimanjaro’s height scare me Neither the length of Thames My feet hurts from […]
Read MoreAURORA
If we held hands Would there be chemistry? Would I understand why Oxygen needs two molecules of Hydrogen to become water? Or why Sodium reacts with Chloride to liven up […]
Read MoreJOHN HAY, WHERE IT ALL BEGAN
It was her turn to take the vow, she slid her hand forward and took his. Looking into his eyes, she recited the lovely vow she had written for him: […]
Read MoreDORIS
Love used to live on hope street, But she moved away. Now the days are long And the nights even longer. So, I moved into her house on hope street, […]
Read MoreTALES FROM GRANDMA
“I would tell you both a bedtime story, only if you both promise to be good,” Granny said, having a lightning of affection flash in her eyes. Ada and Obinna, […]
Read MoreTIME
Days Hours Minutes Seconds I’ve loved you since it was a quarter past 6, That would be five years ago on July, the 6th. Like time, which cannot be seen, […]
Read MoreCITY OF LIGHTS
city of lights Come with me to the city of lights It’s inhabitants would love to meet you If they see me coming with you. Let’s dance by the river […]
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