Keeping Up The Charade
As I was about finishing the last spoon of my palm oil rice, my phone rang. It was my mother. “Hello Nnem, hope you are fine, oru kwanu? Next week is our women’s club meeting oh and you know I… Continue reading
As I was about finishing the last spoon of my palm oil rice, my phone rang. It was my mother. “Hello Nnem, hope you are fine, oru kwanu? Next week is our women’s club meeting oh and you know I… Continue reading
“Chukwudi Oko…..nko,” the British policeman yelled out. He was trying to call Chukwudi Okonkwo in the prison roll call. Chukwudi was surprised at how the mighty had fallen. How did he end up here? Fast forward to five years ago when… Continue reading
Chiasoka packed her things to Lagos in search of greener pastures. She had heard Lagos was filled with opportunities and one can never go there and come back empty handed. Few months back, Chiasoka had started chatting with Obinze on… Continue reading
Chidinma sat quietly inside the NYSC camp clinic while awaiting her test result. She silently hoped her fears won’t be confirmed. Five days ago, she started feeling very sick and nauseous. She was happy that the sickness would exempt her… Continue reading
Sunday is my favourite day of the week. I don’t know if it’s because it’s the Sabbath day, the preacher’s sermon or how I salivate when first timers are asked to stand up in church. Since religion has taken its toll on… Continue reading