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OLISAEMEKA!

- July 06, 2020

OLISAEMEKA! I don't quite remember whether it was the sound of the crowing chickens or the desperate bleats of the ever hungry goats in the pen that woke me up that morning. I opened my bloodshot eyes and stretched like a flying bird, clearly starved of sleep ,I had slept for just an hour or so. Whoever made history the first paper in the Senior School Certificate Examination deserved death by flogging with a peppered cane. I had read all through the night to the wee hours of the morning, the molten candle wax trickling all the way from the top of the locker to the cracked floor,a white evidence. I and my friend Olisa were the only candidates that offered history from St Patrick's. Widespread complaints about the collosal history notes, hatred for Mr Iwuchukwu our history teacher and the legend that it was impossible to pass history in the SSCE had gener...

Death in Paradise.

- June 27, 2020

Death in Paradise. Jarvis spotted his target the moment he stepped into the lodge, Afterall it wasn't so much of a task to locate an old man residing in the same lodge with University students. Even if he wasn't sure, the round "Awolowo " spectacles resting gracefully on the nose of his target was unmistakable from the picture the Chief had sent him. The instruction from the Chief had been quite simple over the phone, "Find your target and exterminate him... 1.5 million Naira will be yours". Even if he had questions, the thought of the numerous problems the money wouldn't solve for him quickly shut him up. He glanced once more at the picture of his target . His name was David Okafor, a 66 year old freelance journalist working with Sun Newspapers. Recently, his article on the murder of a popular Journalist , Remi Balogun suspectedly by a prominent politician had been published and from the ongoing story, it appeared he knew too much and he wasn't read...

LOVE IS BLIND🌚

- September 05, 2020

T.K paused the audio book he was listening to with the stereo remote and reclined on the plush leather seat. With a slight push, he made the seat spin around twice as he smiled to himself." How time flies " he thought. Two years ago he was appointed Principal of the "Awka institute for the blind and Visually impaired ". The second academic term was almost over and he was looking forward to the holidays," maybe I'll go down to Nanka and see my parents " he thought or maybe...... The voice of his secretary, Fiona interrupted his thoughts. "Three people are here to see you Sir,she declared,"a man a woman and a girl. T.K sighed, wondering which of the parents of the students was here to complain again. "Send them in",he said , putting on his game face. If he wasn't blind , he would've recognized the there visitors in his office before Fiona introduced them.- Mr Onwuka, his wife and their daughter Uju, his ex . Struggling to v...