Something crazy I’m trying…. It is night. Not too cold or windy, and not too noisy either. Just the way I like it. I look up at the [...]
Something crazy I’m trying…. It is night. Not too cold or windy, and not too noisy either. Just the way I like it. I look up at the [...]
33 You have work to do. What kind of work?’ The one you have been doing you numbskull. You think your job is over? You still have not finished!!! [...]
24 “So we know that explosives were involved, right?” Jerry asked. “Yes,” James said. “It’s been confirmed, although there’s going to be some analysis.” Jerry nodded. They were still within [...]
Okay. The following is by no means complete. It was written by me, in a frenzy (as always) sometime last year. Stumbled across a writing prompt requesting me to do 500 words, and as usual, I exceeded the limit. Well, hope I entertain y’all, and maybe scare you in the process as well…..
Well, here goes nothing…..
Reading Chimamanda Adichie’s ‘HALF OF A YELLOW SUN’ (which has been a brilliant book so far), has made me realize one thing: Nigeria, as a country, has not left the [...]
8 A strangled sound escaped Chike’s lips as he fell back on his ass. He scrambled backwards in a bid to get away, and he hit the table and chair [...]
5 I am seriously going mad, Chike thought, shuffling backwards on his ass; he didn’t even notice he’d fallen to the floor. Then his hand struck the washing machine, [...]
3 With the washing machine now doing its work, Chike took off his jacket, then brought out his novel. He’d been on the first story for about 2 weeks [...]
1 Chike opened his eyes, and remained in bed until the rest of his body woke up. He looked at his window; the gap between his curtains told him [...]
In Loving Memory of Ifeanyi Azuka ‘St. Fishie’ Churchill Adindu…. Yesterday I lost my closest friend, Yesterday I wanted time to end, I wonder if my heart will ever [...]
Falling is the last thing you feel… Standing on this rooftop, the world is nothing but your chess-board. At least that is what it has been. The wind in [...]
It is dark, and it is quiet. Night-time has come, and here I am, walking home, tired, dejected, alone. Down this bush path I walk, in a bid to avoid [...]
Martial Arts. The Way of the Warrior. Ancient fighting arts that have been around for so long that the origin of most of them have become blurred. The ancient and [...]
Schipol International Airport, Amsterdam . From above, the large sprawling expanse looked like a small city. A song by the popular rock band U2 came to mind as I looked [...]