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creative writing

Harvest of Tears – Hiding Place

Lucinda held his card in her hand and pondered on the outcome of visiting Dr Adesina. He wasn’t even a lecturer in her department so he wasn’t going to be of any direct benefit to her. Be that as it… Continue Reading →

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Harvest of Tears – All the way

Lucinda could hardly believe her ears, she had been selected to go on to the final elimination stage. She was excited and scared at the same time. The air in the atmosphere was getting thinner and tense. Margret invited the… Continue Reading →

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Harvest of tears – Miss OAU

The walls were new and unexplored. The structures were opulent and eye catching. Lucindawatched as Road One opened up to the Senate Building, she marvelled as she gazed on the architectural master piece called the Amphi Theatre. She was ready… Continue Reading →

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Here’s the reason for your trials

It’s easy to praise God when things are going well. When your plans work out as expected it is easy to smile. But how do you smile when all your friends are getting married and you are approaching 35 and… Continue Reading →

Waiting for the rain

Hi all, it’s flashback Friday and I took a walk down memory lane. Just after completing secondary school, and around a time when my father had lost his job and my mother’s business collapsed. I found myself surrounded by new… Continue Reading →

Naked but not ashamed

I am talking to you, yes you! You’re staring at me through the glass. You’re hiding behind unaccomplished dreams and broken promises, but I can see you clearly. It’s okay to stare at me with eyes masked in tears. I… Continue Reading →

I am so wasted

Last night, I had the most wonderful idea. It was like when Edison discovered the light bulb, I was so excited I literally ran home. I had a very good idea of what happened when a person drove under the… Continue Reading →

I am a daddy

‘OPEN THE DOOR!’I yelled, screaming at the top of my voice. So much adrenaline was running through my body as I carried my wife through the glass doors of Kikelomo Medical center. The hospital was unusually crowded but I couldn’t… Continue Reading →

Follow your dreams

Let’s face it, everyone has a dream. As a very young boy I really wanted to be superman or maybe Spiderman. There was a time I wanted to be able to sing and dance like Michael Jackson. There was a… Continue Reading →

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Get Restless

Let’s face it, everyone has a dream. As a very young boy I really want to be superman or maybe Spiderman. There was a time I wanted to be able to sing and dance like Michael Jackson. There was a… Continue Reading →

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