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BURN THE MALLAM: Time flew swiftly whenever Mallam Kabiru was in class. The man was born to teach Maths. He simplified complex concepts with admirable ease and competence. For almost two hours, we sat in our straight-backed, uncomfortable cha...9 view(s)
The very singular type of...:
“Thank you Alfred.”
I say and nudge the car door shut with a loud thud. I use my elbow; my right hand has got a heavy bag of groceries and my clutch bag, my left holds an even heavier bag of shoes. I love ne...6 view(s)
Engaged But Available:
Picking up my carry-on bag, I marched towards the baggage claim to get my suitcases, sweating profusely; I toyed with the idea of sitting down for a quick minute to regain my strength before proceeding to the baggage cla...6 view(s)
Who Killed Mrs Johnson? -...: Detective sergeant Bassey Akpan, a short and stout man of fifty-two years, had worked in the Nigerian police force for close to twenty-seven years and had seen it all. He sat in his office reading an old newspaper to keep him...6 view(s)
THE END OF LOVE 1: BREAK ...:
My ex was my first real boyfriend. I met him when I was twenty-one and in my third level in university. I was doing my internship with a bottling company and he was an Engineer who had just joined them after his national ...5 view(s)
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Pornography:The silent ad...: Alero: Guess what dropped off Frank's pocket on our way home yesterday?
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Alero: Nop, try again!
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A kid's prayer: As i face another day,
Watch over me Lord when i play,
Help me not to cry when i fall.
Instill in me your sweetest love.
Fill my heart with your truth.
As i'll soon ...147 comment(s)
OH! PASTOR: ... Oh! Pastor ... REPENT!!! before its too late!
This poetry shows the deteriorating state of our religious leaders ... so help us GOD!...102 comment(s)
FIRST KISS: THE LOOK
The first time he kissed her it was from across the office.
She rubbed her engagement ring hard and was rewarded with a sparkle. Looking at it intensely she t...90 comment(s)
Love, in a mortar...: I don’t believe in marriage. Not really. I like my space, so having one special person for the rest of my life is scary and too close for comfort.
My sister, Hadiza, got marri...81 comment(s)
Captain von 'Clap' Trapp: Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls, children of some ages, good day.
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Soon, the driver jumped onto his partitioned seat. I noticed he was not the pot-bellied man. He was a tall muscular giant with very large arms. He turned the ignition on. The engines gave a loud roar like that of a wounded lion. He [...]
Early morning harmattan has come and with it an overwhelming dryness, which gnaws at the sides of the eyes and attempts to solidify the eye wax. This dryness also rests on the lips and makes them unattractive. This means that Vaseline sellers would soon [...]
An African twelfth month! Salons overflow with women; Wigs, weavons & make-up are sold out. Broke boyfriends cook up quarrels To avoid footing Cupid’s Christmas bills. An African twelfth month! Salons overflow with women; Wigs, weavons & make-up are sold out. Broke boyfriends cook up quarrels To avoid footing Cupid’s Christmas bills. [...]
Happy New Year to YOU… Oh dear! Does that mean a Happy New ME? I wish I could say I’ll be better; I wish I could say I’ll be nicer; I wish I could even say I’ll be sweeter……. [...]
Quite Naturarily, the first thought on my mind was to flee. Unfortunately, there was only one window and a door in my room and both were no options at all as the two men ‘seemingly’ after my life were standing right in front of [...]
Dear Aisha I’m moving out of the house and into a lil’ hut Don’t worry about me, success is my only option; failure’s not I’ve worked my butt off long enough But I need to be brave and hex away this curse [...]
She was here. Right here,I say. like weeds on my barn scattered over my orchard. Her voice I hear, weaved around my head- like yam leaves in my farm. [...]
As we enter into the New Year Our roads are still the same With its pothole and street light on it The air we breathe in is still the same As we enter into the New Year Our roads are still the same With its pothole and street light on it The air we breathe in is still the same [...]
Onitsha town flew past. It was noisy with the yawns of multi-directional motions. From where I was crammed at the back of a heady minibus, I continued to watch as its spinning form sped by along the expressway. After a while, it slowed down [...]
Things are not going very regularly around here for me. And I guess you think it’s a good thing since it definitely means something interesting is happening, but that’s not the case.
Naija Tales from Los Angeles is fiction set in the city of Los Angeles, in the state of California, USA. The characters in the stories are members of the resident or transient Nigerian and African communities scattered throughout the city. In the [...]
Even though you have not been conceived, it gives me great joy and fulfilment to write you these words of prayers, blessings and love. God bless you. I can’t wait to carry you within me and feel you grow, kick and [...]
