God has forgotten me

Some people say we shouldn’t disturb God because he has more important things to do than get involved in the affairs of our lives. After all, he controls the cosmos and the stars, the seasons and the planet; I’m just a tiny speck of dust compared to the whole universe.We couldn’t be more wrong. He…

The Return of Efunsetan Aniwura

Death is the doorway to new life. We live today. We shall live again. In many forms we shall return. The Egyptian Prayer of Resurrection *** August, 1993 The sun was risen at the top of the mountains. At Oyo, Iyalaje was groaning, she was in pains and laborious breath. It was as though she…

Made for More

I have read a lot of books and articles in recent times. Advice bombards my mind from here and there. They say I should make a practice of writing everyday whether it is junk or not. Some say that being a writer does not mean I must sit at my desk and write every day…

Books I’ve Written

ABUSE IN THE WORKPLACE

Adewale works with a company as a front desk officer and he gets shouted on almost on a daily basis. Sometimes, the boss ridicules and mocks him. It might be the colour of his shirt or even his shoes. This does not mean that he hasn’t been dressing according to the company’s policy on dressing,…

What if my ex comes back?

I have an ex whom I dated on and off for eight years, it was about to end up in marriage but he pulled the disappearing act on me. I mean someone who literally tells you, “You are beautiful, intelligent, enterprising, but I don’t think you can be respectful after we marry. I don’t trust…

THE THINGS I DID FOR BOOKS

Last evening, it around 6pm and I was trying to catch some early sleep when this girl came to knock on my door. She’s an eighteen-year-old I’ve been lending books to read. She was a bit agitated when she came. Her aunt wanted to see me. Okay, that wasn’t an issue. Her aunt produced two…

NANA (Part 6)

Three years after Nana left home, I had enough money to start school. I worked with Madam Afia for a year, then I got employed at Wadoma Royale Hotel to wait tables at Kumasi. I saved money so I can go to school. I wanted to study mass communication in the University of Ghana. Nana…

NANA (Part 5)

I stood from my sitting position and looked into the streets from the window.You have to do something Omoh, you have to do something. You have to do something. I couldn’t stop myself from repeating the words over and over again.I rushed out to the bathroom outside the house, took my bath in a hurry…

NANA (Part 4)

Lying flat on my back, I watched the stars and wondered if they could send message to Nana. The mosquitoes were singing close to my ears but I didn’t mind one bit. There must be something I can do to take care of myself. Besides, I was going to need a phone to keep bugging…

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