The bird settled on the home it had built for itself on my window pane. Its tiny feathers spread with pride and it sat and watched.
That was not the first time it built a home there, I had destroyed the first two, but we eventually reached an agreement.
Yes, Nigerian Roulette is a failed attempt at modifying the Russian Roulette –the real game– but it is still as deadly as the real game.
Let’s start, shall we?
First off, no one chose to be born in Nigeria so let’s start by establishing that before the game, the host…
A supposedly $200 million dollar sci-fi spectacle about contemporary people being conscripted into a future war that pits the human race against some very hungry aliens, “The Tomorrow War” sure is a mighty huge thing to watch at home on a (comparatively) small screen.
And yet, strange as it is…
“A Tribute to her husband”
Victims of circumstances, victims of circumstances, what are we all if not victims of circumstances?”
What was taking time? Why was the queue for confession unusually long this Sunday? Hmm. Jacinta was becoming impatient.
Her silk scarf slipped from her hair. …
Feeling numb is the worst thing that can happen to anyone.
When you know you are hurt, you could cry, you could scream, you could laugh and bite the end of your wrapper, basically do anything to ease the pain.
But what happens when you don’t even feel anything? …
Death-wishing motorcyclists and hapless rider
The thoughtless human rush in a geographic collider
Wannabes, pretenders and the false impression
Well-dressed mental illness and ignored depression
People, dreams, fleeting joys and repressed sorrow
Cars owned, cars leased and cars they borrow
Traffic, the runners without a sport who gathers
As told to Ebuka Nwafor…..
Just like most African countries, Nigeria has age-long societal beliefs and moral codes that have shaped the ideology and perceptions of a large percentage of her natives.
Certain jobs, dress codes, physical representation, etc are frowned upon because it does not align with these indoctrinated…
He felt hot. Then cold. Then hot and cold at the same time. Weakness assailed his body and his legs felt like rubber.
“Ah! No way!! Impossible. Devil is a liar.” His mouth hung open and he snapped his fingers repeatedly while he mumbled these words.
His eyes were deceiving…
She wiped her brows with the end of her wrapper and proceeded to wipe her tears from there.
She took another glance at her sick son and her heart felt overwhelmed with grief.
“Nna, nna, please, please you are all I have Nna, please stay alive for me. …