Kelani wiped his face with a dirty face towel and sighed. His polyester flower patterned shirt clung to his sweaty body, he had rolled up the sleeves and undone the first three buttons revealing his hairy chest and protruding belly. The light turned green and he drove frantically, trying to go beyond the traffic lightContinue reading Traffic Lights
It’s raining, long lines of transparent liquid falling on the cement floor. The raindrops falling on the roof create a din that soothes me, I’m alone with the rain, the thunder and lightening and that’s fine. I’d rather be here looking out my window than outside with my parents. It’s cold so I grab myContinue reading Tender Love
She went about like an automaton; kneeling, smiling, and talking when necessary. She laid out the dining table and stood back to inspect her work, the flowers looked withered so she took them away to replace them with fresher flowers. She proceeded to the guest room and surveyed it, the bed was made and theContinue reading The Perfect Hostess
Dear reader, this is the end of the series Tales of a year. I sincerely hope you have enjoyed it and you have an idea of what my experiences were, please feel free to post your comments and suggestions about the series. I appreciate all the comments, suggestions and shares; every kind word has spurredContinue reading Tales of a year: the Gift
Mary was excited, the future held a lot of possibilities. She had just completed her WAEC and very soon would be going to the university. No one in her family had a university degree; her father who was a clerk in the local government office had only attended the college of education. She was aContinue reading Tales of a year: Wedding guns?
He was drowning; the water had come in through his nose and was threatening to sabotage his intake of air. His survival instinct propelled him to open his mouth and he did, slowly opening his eyes as well and panting heavily. He was sitting on the ground held up by someone and surrounded by aContinue reading Tales of a year: the Lagos dream 4
A slap on the shoulder woke Okekene up from the nightmare he was having, he had dreamt of two giant, rotten tomatoes chasing him as his children laughed hysterically at him. “Wake up!” one of the women whom he had travelled with yelled at him with disdain. She dragged a basket of tomatoes to herselfContinue reading Tales of a year: the Lagos dream 3