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COMPLEXION PALAVER

I had always been proud of my complexion. I mean I couldn’t have loved it more. The fact that I hated it when people referred to me as ‘dark’ and preferred ‘chocolate’ did not mean anything. Neither did it matter… Continue Reading →

HOW TO TELL YOUR PARTNER IS A FAKE PERSON

When Susan met Daniel, he was scrawny and attempted to cover his scragginess in coats – not suits – that were almost as thick as his duvet. He also had a scaly face and a brittle voice, completely lacking physically…. Continue Reading →

GETTING SELF CONFIDENCE?

I started the day as usual, woke up on my side of the bed, prayed, greeted my parents and grumbled through my chores, all as usual. Except something exceptional was going to happen that day … my best crush was… Continue Reading →

REACHING THE GOAL

Sara stared at the gigantic mountain from beneath it with dread. The mountain, for some reason failed to announce its massiveness some miles away. It had looked like something she could tackle easily, especially with the help of her power… Continue Reading →

THE GOOD BOY SYNDROME

Brad was nonplussed. She had to be kidding. If anybody had asked him, he would have said they were in limbo. How could it be she had not been thinking in line with him and he had been completely unaware?… Continue Reading →

LETTING GO (III)

Derek watched Sara’s face as he walked back to her at the table she got them in the restaurant. Talking to Tamar had proved necessary but he knew although Sara would never admit it, it bothered her that he did…. Continue Reading →

LETTING GO (II)

Sara tried to act indifferent when Derek told her almost immediately they entered the restaurant that he had spotted Tamar and wanted to say hi. He told her to go ahead and order, he would join her soon. Derek never… Continue Reading →

LETTING GO OF LOVE

Tamar experienced a jolt in her heart at seeing Derek as he walked into the restaurant with the new dentist she heard he was now frolicking with. She reeled back a bit and felt her heart shattering as if struck… Continue Reading →

NIGERIA AGAIN!

I dragged myself up from the bed that morning feeling really cranky. By my calculations, I had slept for about six hours but somehow, it seemed like just two. I was sweating profusely and the bed seemed sticky. I couldn’t… Continue Reading →

A TRIBUTE TO MY TRUE LOVE

I met my true love when I was in secondary school, at fourteen. Although I knew about him and even professed to love him before then, I also knew I couldn’t possibly have been genuinely in love with him because… Continue Reading →

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