Ayo abara tintin, the joy of the new born child! Such was the joy that filled my heart as I carried my son, Adejugba, in my bosom. I am Queen Oyatokun, the fourth wife of king Ademoluti the fifth of Ilugbayi, and mother to crown Prince Adejugba! And I am … Continue Reading Aafin Daru- A Palace in Pieces
It’s Saturday again. And it’s story time😊. Yaaaaayyyyy. Did you miss any of the previous episodes? Catch up right away before going on to today’s episode. Madam, I no Do (1) Madam I no Do (2) Madam, I no Do (3) So let’s get to today’s story quickly… “Get out … Continue Reading Madam, I no Do (4)
Hey… It’s Tayo sharing his story with us again! Did you miss episodes 1 and 2? Here they are: Madam, I no Do (1) Madam I no Do (2) Let’s get to today’s story already…😀 “Medical Student, present your patient“, said the managing Consultant. “I present Mr Tayo Aregbesola, … Continue Reading Madam, I no Do (3)
Hi everyone, it’s Saturday and it’s story time again. If you missed the previous episode, here it is.. Madam, I no Do (1) So let’s get to Part 2 quickly… My colleagues at work were so surprised to see me. They thought I had come to beg Madam Sylvia … Continue Reading Madam, I no Do (2)
“Morphine! Morphine! Doctooooooorrrrrr! Nurse!!!!” I screamed my lungs out in pain. I wished for Death to come but it seemed that he was on holiday that weekend. Or maybe my village people had bribed him not to come to me yet because they wanted me to suffer the pain well. … Continue Reading Madam, I no Do!
If I could go back to when I was 10years old… I would do my homework after I finish playing this game, I told myself I would make sure I come first in class this term, I told myself I wouldn’t bully my younger sister, I told myself I would … Continue Reading Jail Memories!
Father’s hands and voice tremble in resonance to a new pitch, as his eyes move from you to Emeka and back to the five-footed woman in front of him. You grip his hands, and whisper to the nearly lifeless body in front of your father. “My son is not well, … Continue Reading Little Things Happen On Wednesdays
Saturday is here… And we’re bringing you the beautiful story of Merciless. In case you missed the last two episodes, here they are Born to Die (1) Born to Die (2) Born to Die (3) Let’s get to today’s story quickly. “Eerrmmm, Sir, actually, initially, I didn’t know that they … Continue Reading Born to Die (4)
Whao, the story is continuing today. In case you missed the last two episodes, here they are Born to Die (1) Born to Die (2) “To think that the very people we love and give our all to are the ones that end up backstabbing us. That Policeman, what’s that … Continue Reading Born to Die (3)
Whao, it’s Saturday again and we’re here with our story Series. In case you missed the first episode, here it is… Born to Die (1) Let’s get to Part 2 quickly.. “Mercy, since yesterday now I don dey ask you say wetin happen, you no gree talk. Hmm… I no … Continue Reading Born To Die (2)
Disclaimer: This article contains sensitive content. Readers Discretion Advised!!! Jibowu, Lagos . April 2016 The smell of a decomposing fetus had greeted the neighbors for two days now. “Can these young girls not keep their business far from our wastebins?” Mama Caro asked. “If they chose to play the game, … Continue Reading Born to Die
Hi, it’s Tales by Tuesday and we’d continue our story from Saturday (by popular demand). In case you missed it, here’s a link to quickly read it before you go on to read this Part 2 Damsel in Distress Part 1 So let’s get into part 2 quickly Shade was … Continue Reading Damsel in Distress (2)
Tell me the story of the lion, tell me the story of the bear. Tell me the story of the python, tell me the story of the hare. As Kimi read the story book, you could hear the squeaky tone in her tiny voice. The tone of fear running through … Continue Reading Tales By Tuesday
“Oga, craze man wey don enter market no dey well again o” a jealous Ikpechi said as he couldn’t fathom that white men were on the verge of going to look for a black mad man, of all people, that proud childhood friend of his, Uzodimma. Barnes and his team … Continue Reading The Trials of Uzodimma (5)
Mgborie’s sputum had changed from dark-brown to pink, then to frank red blood, with the cough more persistent than ever. The years of sitting beside the furnace, making smoked fish for sales to send her son through school, had it’s dividends in her charred lungs and her failing heart. When … Continue Reading The Trials of Uzodimma (4)
“Chukwuemeka! Chukwuemeka!!” Mgborie’s voice resonated through the courtyard. Worry lines drew the map of Africa on her forehead as she coughed up dark sputum beside the furnace. Her only hope had gone to the stream to fetch some water and should be back by now. A fortuitous smile eked its … Continue Reading The Trials of Uzodimma (3)