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Friday, 30 June 2017

Story by VICTOR DANIEL My memories of my mother are becoming more blurry as I grow older. But I remember certain events that touched my life so much that I still feel the reverberation even as I get older. There was this time, I was 7 I think, I was a truant in school. I would always leave the class at free periods, wandering around the town...

Tuesday, 20 June 2017

Story by Akin Omo Akin A great wall separated the two kingdoms in the ancient times. Firmly rooted in the earth, it stood taller than the highest mountains, sturdy and enigmatic, adorned with rare stones and extensive fortification of inexplicable strategic complexity, which made it very difficult for anyone to get over it. Some say it was built...

Monday, 19 June 2017

SILENT DEATH She harbours her own pain. She is under a compulsion for forceful gain. She enjoys her every moment. She succumbs to every movement. Her husband is her saviour. Her husband creates a flavour; He gyrates her depression. He also motivates her digression. He gives her the sweetness of his bitter. He molests her like her killer. He assaults...

Friday, 16 June 2017

STORY by Heritage 'my mother's care is the greatest challenges of my life", Tejumola said. It was a bright Monday morning as everyone was giving different opinion on how bright and scorching the sun was. Some guessed the day's brightness was a sign of rain likely to fall later in the day while others were of the opinion that it meant the day will...

Monday, 12 June 2017

Wednesday, 7 June 2017

Story by:- AKIN OMO AKIN Hunger ate the better portion of me the entire day since I was running errands for my senior sibling who supported me in the college and accommodated me. As I staggered to the dining, I was disillusioned when I understood that supper wasn't in the table. I  made a beeline back to my room. As I climbed the stairs, my...