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A Tale of Test

“Are you sure he is the one?” Aisha, for the last time, asked her friend who was struggling with the seat belt at the owner side of her car. Jamila now done with the seatbelt fastening and now reaching into her bag replied, “Well, it looks like it. My parents like him, and he seems... Continue Reading →

The Day She Kissed Her Husband

At five minutes past five when Kunle opened the glass door at the lobby and allowed Michelle to exit the building before following, he had no idea the evening would end drastically different from his usual evenings. Outside, it was soothingly warm, and the sun was just heading for its resting place. Kunle stood presently... Continue Reading →

2015 in review

The WordPress.com stats helper monkeys prepared a 2015 annual report for this blog. Here's an excerpt: A San Francisco cable car holds 60 people. This blog was viewed about 1,900 times in 2015. If it were a cable car, it would take about 32 trips to carry that many people. Click here to see the... Continue Reading →

She Was Beautiful

What’s the matter? Mother yelled from the kitchen. I did not respond, so she rushed out, a wooden stirrer in her hand. I was just coming back to life, understanding that I was still in the living room, I locked my gaze on her, without saying a thing. You! God will not let you harm... Continue Reading →

Adejumo Debut Novella Comes Out

Tope Ganiyat Fajingbesi : I am so amazed that a book so short can contain so much. Tohib gives readers front row seats into the minds of the American children of Nigerian immigrants, and he explains so many important issues in Islam in the easiest and most beautiful manner. I enjoyed reading this Novella, not... Continue Reading →

I like him. And so?

‘’heh heh… see me see trouble o,’’ Laila shouted, followed by a long hiss. ‘’What happened?’’ Mujeedat inquired, curiosity written all over her pimples rigged face. Ronke and Halimah turned their gazes towards the duo who were sitting on a long wooden bench close to the fence. Paying attention to what Laila was about to... Continue Reading →

That Lousy Album

The sky was dusky, covered by heaps of clouds announcing the impending stream of water about to let loose from above. Heavy wind blew over the streets of Oniyanrin forcing the palm trees behind the mosque to fan their leaves. Jamal stood in front of the mosque gazing at people returning from their workplaces. A... Continue Reading →

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