Francis Is Alive (-3-)

Bade eyed the bottle of André rosé everlastingly as if he was studying it for exam; he was sad and had determined to drink himself to stupor. Who wouldn’t be so embittered to be brusquely left by a woman one had dated for eight years? Through Obafemi Awolowo University in Ile-Ife they had been together,…

Francis Is Alive (-2-)

It was becoming intolerable for Majeed as the white guy repeatedly kissed his girlfriend in his presence while he must not frown or complain or else he puts the success of their little charade at risk. The previous two nights, Olawunmi had lied that she had to do a night shift at the clinic where…

Francis Is Alive (-1-)

It was winter when chimneys could not stop smoking, groups of young bundled people emerging from the bracing cold into nearby bars with windows clouded with heat, army of candles lit. Gabriel never liked winter; for him, all seasons but winter. In winters, his paths for morning runs would be snow-blocked, numbing the toes. There…

FRANCIS IS ALIVE: The Action Series

Few months ago, book lovers devoured an intriguing story of romantic grandeur on my blog here; THE RICH, THE POOR, THE MISERABLE LOVE and kept asking for more. That story which had put you on edge just got a more brutal successor! This one is gonna slay you and keep you awake all week, fasten your…

Sex and the City

“Do not be deceived: Evil company corrupts good habits.” 1 Cor. 15:33 Few weeks ago at my PPA, we caught a male SS2 student with a female JS2 student in SS1 class at night, lamboginning each other. Well, the boy, even though is still below twenty years of age, can still be considered mature, but…

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“I’ve always mistaken you to be a very smart person,” she said as she walked towards me, her voice just like it was on the phone the other time, shrewd. “With the way you talk, the way you teach with such fervor, stupidly wandering through the smog of your own self-importance. I helped you ascend…

The Rich the Poor the Miserable Love

​ Adebayo, a young adventurous teacher meets Toro, an upper class lady and Cupid’s arrow hits home, setting off ripples of intrigues, tensions and anticipations. Adebayo mounts a passionate love campaign but Cupid’s match does not meet the approval of Teju; Toro’s brother who safekeeps his sister for a more worthy partner. Adebayo also faces…

WHEN NEXT IT RAINS

The last time I went to my hometown, I noticed something strange. As my brother and I drove through our neighbouring streets, I noticed there were beer parlours everywhere and people were in them, drinking and smiling, 24/7. No, I’m not here to condemn drinking, that’s not the point, the point is, I imagined, if…

WHEN YOU’RE RIPE THIS AGE

Six years ago a friend of mine and his girlfriend loved each other so much they got married. Theirs was a perfect example of a sweet relationship every one of us dreamt to have in our lives. Pictures of laughter and events together were never on Facebook rare. But lately, all are memories. All I…

Foreign School Bitch

I know your father is rich, your mother’s a witch, and you the daughter, you’re a bad ass bitch. First Class from Greenwich, good professors to teach, never gàrí, never kúlí, your own is sandwich. I looked at you I liked you, who cares for your niche? But you looked at me, all you saw…

AS THEY DO IN HEAVEN

​Until recently, I was a paid teacher in a school, participating in the combined efforts of educational comrades in building tomorrow leaders to whom the baton will be handed after our reign. I stayed up at night, looking for materials which would widen their horizons of thinking, dancing in the dark, soliloquizing, experimenting and perspiring…

MIRROR

How can anyone be capable of religion when he’s not capable of honesty? How can anyone be capable of religion when she’s not capable of godliness? Religion, who invented it? God or man?