The Quest (7)

It was a new week. I grabbed my clothes while I tried multitasking by taking a spoonful of my breakfast of rice and fish stew alongside. I was running late again. I could as well give up on my self-development plans and agree I was a perpetual latecomer. I skimmed through my Chm 102 notebook—after…

The Quest (6)

“We would see later jo!” I giggled as I ended the call from Ifeanyi. “You and this Ifeanyi. Hmmmm.” Sandra said, winking at me. I knew what she meant. My friendship with Ifeanyi had been fast-paced. In a month, we had become the best of friends, doing many things together. We sat together in most…

The Kind Robbers

“Omosewa, Iyawo mi, I love you forever.” my husband Adetayo, said to me, his eyes looking deep into mine while he held me in an embrace at the doo. We had just come back from anniversary dinner. My name is Adenike but my husband of thirty years has not ceased to call me Omosewa which…

The Quest (5)

“You should eat something.” Sandra said, as she pushed the plate of spaghetti to me. “I don’t even know why you are going for the lecture. You should be going to the health centre instead.” “I can’t afford to be missing classes.” I replied, wincing with pain in my abdomen. I have been having the…

The Quest (4)

I was already in class on Monday when I received a message from Dare. I wondered why he didn’t reply immediately and chose to wait for almost 24 hours. Was he shocked by my message? I punched the read button. “I knew you were going to change when you get to school. Is that not…

The Quest (3)

Hello guys! Thanks for coming on with me on this journey! I plan to post new episodes of this story 5 days a week. Since we started on April 1,which is a Sunday, it means it would be a Sunday-Thursday weekly schedule. What do you think about that? Or should I make next week schedule…

The Quest (2)

It wasn’t that I hated going to Christian gatherings—my Dad is a pastor, so I have gone to church every week of my life. Rather, it was because I have had a long and tedious history with church, and all that I have known it to stand for. The following Sunday though, I decided to…

The Quest (1)

Unlike the usual November mornings, the morning I left home for Princeton University was really cold. The frosty winds kept me in my bed till Mum screamed my head off. “Won’t you stand up?!” She peeled off my floral-patterned covers. I thought I heard elation in her pitched voice. “It’s morning already. You should be…

God’s Address

“Ouch!” Jacob howled. He had not seen the thorn lying on the stony path and had walked right into it, piercing through his sandal and pricking his right foot. Now he had to sit to attend to that.The thought of sitting made Jacob hiss. He wanted to be in Beersheba as soon as possible. He…

Square One

Going back to Square One every day could be the best. The Exodus 16 story retold.

The Spotted Ewe

Moses looked up and realised the ewe with the spotted limb was standing afar off. He left the others and went in her direction. The more he came nearer, the more she moved away. What could be wrong with her? Was she sick? Why would she decide to alienate herself from the flock all of…

Piercing Stares

“That has to be Sis Seyi,” I whispered again to myself as I strode towards the line she was shopping from. I would not have doubted she was the one in the first instant, if not for her rounder cheeks, bigger waistline, and most importantly to me, her outfit and looks. She was clad in…

Like Fire

Have you ever looked for people who are doing similar things to what you do? Like scroll through someone else’s Facebook wall, or Instagram handle, etc. I have. I sometimes scroll through other writers’ wall here on Facebook (someone like Ife-Grace Dada, who I have never met but have been greatly inspired by) or other…

Called

Nifemi looked at Uche again, this time very stealthily. Uche’s plump arms were raised, and her eyes completely shut. She looked even prettier. Nifemi winced again. She knew she should be praying like other people, but her thoughts were nothing close to the prayer point.   She looked at the brother leading prayer as he…

We see the future too

Embittered, battered and betrayed To the empty world our minds relay The wordless anguish of the raped Forgotten, silenced and laid. *****   The memory of the nightmare Still fights to keep our hearts bare Even in the midst of the funfair All we hear is the sound of the tear. *****   The world…