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The Gods are not to Blame...: The Gods are not to Blame
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My Best Nigerian book is Ola Rotimi's The Gods are not to Blame . It's a classic that most literature student can not escape. The play strongly drives African belief in destiny an...1 view(s)
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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 ...145 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...88 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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He always despised the dreary tempo of the National anthem. Yet there it was, blaring from the black and white TV set in the sitting room. He had grown accustomed to the soothing flute instrumental his father played early every morning. The sweet melody [...]
As a child this was the day I always looked forward to, and why? Not like I knew particularly what was going on but it was a holiday, a day that I do not go to school. [...]
I wore a neatly tailored grey skirt suit but I was still one of the few odd people in the hall. The wedding invite was explicit on the dress code - a touch of blue for the groom and pink for the bride. I [...]
Everyone had come from far and wide, grandchildren, children, brothers, sisters and some others whose relationship I could not define. Year fifty was no number anyone could discard because it meant ten years to another Nigerian milestone.
The streets beamed wealth, prosperity and care. [...]
I toss and turn, haunted by images from a time far away. Ten years, and it still has me gasping for breath. I sit up in the unfamiliar bed; sleep, many light years away from my weary eyes. There’s a painting on the wall, [...]
Corporal Lami fixed a bleak gaze on the calendar on the wall opposite his bed. Sorrow soaked his heart. He glared at the picture of Queen Elizabeth that took up the first half of [...]
“Congratulations! You’ve just won two million Naira”. Those were the exact words of Frank Edoho to me on the Independence Edition of the TV show ‘Who Wants to be a Millionaire’ held on Friday, 30th September 2005.My joy knew no bounds; this was a [...]
The distant siren tells you the governor is finally on his way. You don’t have a wrist watch so you are not sure what the time is. But you can guess it is almost noon. The sun is now directly [...]
Nervously, Angela wrapped in a Louis Vuitton bathrobe, stepped out of the bathroom. The distant drone of the TV filtered into her eardrums as she entered her bedroom. She nodded towards the man seated at the edge of the bed. Leaving wet footprints on [...]
‘Put your left foot out and pause for a second’ Taiwo said to her fellow dancers ‘Then bend your hips and swing it up and down four times and fast. Your hands should be kept like you are playing a drum and there must [...]
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We always look forward to see the reality of our dreams…dreams of liberty, success, love…such was the day Nigeria seceded from Great Britain and became an Independence Nation. You need to read this and kindly drop your comments, let me know how you feel about this piece of expression. [...]
Aging is like taking a cool evening walk through a garden, with sweet scents caressing your olfactory senses and not being able to pluck any of the beautiful flowers.
I am a happy man still.And having my beautiful wife Oluwatosin; the mother [...]