It’s a common saying that death sneaks up on people. Ipade, totally carried away in the euphoria of his lustful escapade is shocked back to his senses by screams. The maids had fled their quarters to the main residence. Tunde runs all the way from the security post, knocks on the door and barges in on Ipade and Vera; both stark naked in bed.
This morning I stumbled on comments under a song I have had on repeat for close to a week. S’fico Ncwane’s “Hallelujah” song has held me spellbound for days. I keep repeating this song. I hardly understand a quarter of…
It was a good morning sometime in 2016, one of my aunties had passed. The angel of death took her. I was living with my brother and working freelance as an Estate Agent. My Dad called to break the sad…
I have always been afraid of lightning because it feels so close, and the accompanying sound of crackling thunder gave me terrible shivers. As a boy, I would startle and wake up to see flashes all over the room. The…
We could talk of culture, of conflict, love, and pain. In the heart of a buzzing city in Nigeria, Drama plays out like the everyday comic because, in the course of life and death, diversity and differences keep us on…
