This week, we are pleased to repost a hilarious story by Adesuwa Uwanikhehi. Do you write? Send your short fiction, poetry, opinion pieces and book reviews to [email protected] for a chance to be featured on our blog.
I had just come back from work and was highly stressed, but still dragged myself up the stairs to my apartment building.
I knew I had to prepare dinner before the crew came by 7. It was my turn to host them.
As I looked through the announcement board, checking the nysc list to find where I was posted to, my heart was beating frantically. Prior to that time, I heard funny stories of how people got posted to unknown places in Nigeria and unknown to google. With the Boko Haram insurgency, I knew my parents wouldn’t let me cross Abuja so I scanned the list quickly.
Towards the end of January, my savings account was crying profusely and my heart was bleeding. Of course, my January salary is for February expenses and to save a bit. On the last Saturday of the month, I thought about the new year during the inactive period of the environmental sanitation. ‘I NEED MONEY!’ my mind screamed. ‘Okay Ngozi, you need to think. How do I go about making money? In this critical time, Chai!’’ Immediately my phone rang.
Escape by Onome Akrah tells a compelling story about danger and survival instinct. Are you a writer and wish to be published? email your short stories, poems, opinion pieces, NYSC experience to [email protected] for a chance to be featured on our blog.
This week, Emmanuel Egobiambu exposes us to the the effects of phone addiction. Are you a writer and wish to be published? email your short stories, poems, opinion pieces, NYSC experience to [email protected] for a chance to be featured on our blog.
The second series of Meet Girls by Maria Ocheja was posted few months ago. In this week's series, Maria Ocheja exposes us to Sophie and Xavier's love life. Are you a writer and wish to be published? email your short stories, poems, opinion pieces, NYSC experience to [email protected] for a chance to be featured on our blog.
This week, Madamidola Oladele shares a moving story of love and an ill-fated experience.
Ouch...! A sonorous voice rang out from behind. It was followed by screams, yells and torrent of abuses on the offender - a young chap who probably did not even realise he had stepped on another's toes. She ranted and ranted and ranted, but got no 'sorry' for her efforts. Series of thunderous hisses soon followed. When it seemed the other party took no cognisance of her, she annoyingly resumed the chewing of the gum suspended in her mouth.
This week, Godi Jeffrey shares the experience of a stranger on his first visit to india.
John lives on the mainland in Lagos State and works for an NGO on the Island. One day while he was still at the office waiting for the mad Lagos traffic to cool off before hitting the road for his 2 hour journey home, he decided to check his mail box.
This week, Joy Nwosu shares a moving story about how a mother's heroism saved her son's life.
It was war time. People went about their activities in fear because they had lost their loved ones; some died and some maimed forever while some found it difficult to comprehend the reason why people should suffer for something they knew nothing about. It was a case of ''when two elephants fight the grass suffers''.
The oppressors were pressing harder, making sure that the oppressed were pushed to accept defeat and surrender as soon as possible.
I had always looked forward to my National Youth Service Corp (NYSC) year even before I knew what NYSC was all about. As a primary school child, seeing corps members dressed in their khaki and jungle boots really made me long to wear the uniform. I finished primary school and went straight to secondary school and in little or no time I was through with secondary school.