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ARISHAI approach the woman with a brown mop of old weavon on her head and thick bi-focals sitting on her nose. “Good morning ma,” I greet, doing a half curtsy. The woman continues typing, a square...
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ARISHA I sit down on the cushioned sofa and wait for Lydia to stop screaming, and she does in the next instant. “I am so happy you came to visit,” she says, taking the next sofa. “I was going out of my...
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ARISHA Hitting the stack of papers in his hand hard against the desk, Mr. Sunday picks through the papers and produces a few sheets stapled together. “Here,” he says, handing them over to me. “Those...
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ARISHA The man sits hunch backed over his bottle of Harp, a small flirtatious smile on his face. I begin to smile at him but the mosquito currently feasting on the calf of my left leg manages to thwart...
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ARISHA The recorder stops playing and Mr. Sunday pulls it towards him. "Seems like the case is being swept under the rug." "I think so too." "We can run this story tomorrow." I smile, feeling...
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ARISHAI lounge against the lower part of the sofa, my right leg thrown over Ladi’s legs as he sits, back against his favourite sofa. He is holding up the phone against his ear with his left hand, while...
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ARISHAMr. Sunday sits with his head bent, studying the newly printed papers his secretary brought in a few minutes ago. I unclench my hands for the fifth time, feeling nervous and impatient as I...
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LADI I focus on the colourful spines of the books sitting on the bookshelf at the other end of the room, and try not to get impatient as I wait for the phone to be picked. “Sorry Mr. Ladi, I was in a...
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Hello friends and readers of this blog,I regret to announce that I will be off the blog for a short period of time. The last break I took was insufficient as I still need some time off. I have decided...
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Hello All,I want to say a big thank you for your patience. I also appreciate those who showed understanding over my decision to take time off to recharge my batteries. You guys simply rock.Apartment 7...
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ARISHAI push the final piece of pineapple into my mouth and enjoy the syrupy sweetness of the fruit. Dropping the small, round saucer to the side stool between me and Lydia, I pick up the piece of...
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ARISHA There is a mixture of disbelief and outrage in the boardroom, and I lower my head to the note pad on my legs, pretending to read the barely decipherable gibberish I have been writing for the...
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ARISHA I jiggle my legs as I watch people walk in and out of the compound of the Compatriot. I take a break from staring and open my handbag to bring out the papers I picked from the file in Ladi’s...
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EIGHT MONTHS LATER LADIUrm...Hello? Hi...Excuse me. I feel someone shaking my shoulder, and I open my eyes and find a pair of heavily lashed eyes looking at me. "I am leaving." I flip from my stomach...
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ARISHA It has been seven weeks since our marriage and a month since the birth of our daughter. Seven days after her birth, our daughter was named Laila by her grandparents at a small naming ceremony...
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ARISHAI lower Laila to the bed, and she stirs in her sleep, lower lip jutting out and face crumbling as if to cry. Patting her gently, I send her back to sleep. I straighten, tug at the hem of my blue...
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LADI The air conditioner hums in the background and I watch Arisha pull Laila’s socks higher as she sleeps in her swing. “So now,” Arisha says, turning back to me and picking up the jotter she had been...
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ARISHA I suck in my stomach as Ladi instructed and push myself upwards with a loud sigh before returning back to the carpeted floor. Struggling to catch my breath, I shake my head at Ladi. “I can’t.” A...
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LADI I sit in the car as the golden rays of the dying sun casts long shadows on the earth and wonder if I made the right choice in coming out here to see Bimpe. The radio is on and tuned to a sports...
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Ila's Burden (Intro)
An Intro Ila The grin on my face continues to spread as I read the e-mail from my immediate boss, Mr. Osadebe. Even though we are only three doors away from each other, communication during work...
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