Razak’s Tuesday It will enter like every other, And then you would see, That this day was patented Just for you. -Goodness Razak, the only son of Aisha was a vivacious boy with dreams that sometimes startled him and at other times made him laugh. How could he be allContinue Reading
The love Adunni and Emma shared was something magical. They both lived on a cozy home built on a mountain top. In the mountain was chiselled out a stairway that led to their home. Their home was simple: One ample living room, a kitchen, the room they shared and aContinue Reading
“I love you too,” she said making his smile gain strength and morph into a grin and then she squashed it all with, “with the love of Christ” The frost of his smile disappeared. “Don’t love me with the love of Christ” He surged. His eruption made her start. “IContinue Reading
Don’t miss any of the previous episodes DOWN Every child has a Different learning style and pace. Each child is Unique, not only Capable of learning But also capable Of succeeding. -Robert John Meehan Episode Eight She turned on her bed, hot tears slipping downContinue Reading
Lanre sat at dining table watching his parents set the table since they wouldn’t let him do anything, they said he was their guest. His Mum placed the ceramic plates on the red checkered table linen and she dished out the meal. Lanre had always admired his parents marriage andContinue Reading
“Hello Omolara.” “Nope, it’s not Aunty Lara. It’s me, Sam.” She searched everywhere in her room for her phone before she remembered that she left it in on the settee in the parlour after watching a TV show. She was coming downstairs for it when she sighted SamContinue Reading
Chinedu was scanning through his mail; there were a few invites from other churches and ministries, there were messages from people seeking counsels and a plethora of mails from various missionaries seeking financial support. His heart went out for the last category. Being a missionary himself for a decade beforeContinue Reading
Lara loved music and singing, Saturday afternoons always meet her at the church for choir rehearsals. Today she’s sitting at the last column alongside other tenor singers, sandwiched between Abraham to the left and Mabel to the right. Everyone stayed put as they waited for Mr Effiong, the ebullientContinue Reading
Lanre had barged into Noah’s office when he was sure Lara was off duty. He stood before the fair skinned young man sitting behind a desk surrounded by shelves crammed with various drugs and who was frantically scribbling on a piece of paper. The freckles on Noah’s fingers whichContinue Reading
‘Lanre Martins’ was etched in black on the white name plate that was glued to the door. She undid the first two buttons of her zebra print blouse and ran her hands over her huggy suit skirt that stopped a few inches before her knee, before tapping the doorContinue Reading