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(Departures: Jomo Kenyatta International Airport, Nairobi. Expected date and time of departure: 15th November 2014 at 10 pm EAT. Final destination: Brussels Airport, Belgium; port of entry into Schengen area: Amsterdam International Airport, Netherlands.) At twenty minutes past 9 pm, Kevin and I were inside the giant KLM 380 Airbus destined for Amsterdam. This wasContinue reading “Our Guardian Angel”
“This tree whispers, sees, and long ago before its immense powers decayed, it used to talk to fortune-tellers and sorcerers who sought its charm in solving their client’s complex issues,” Ahmed said; his face was expressionless despite the bewilderment registered on some of our faces. “Wait, what did you say? This tree sees and whispers?”Continue reading “The Mind-Ruining Ruins”
7 min read When Daberechi offered to wet nurse Isinachi, his father Obiajulu, flatly refused. Others, clearly not his friends – he was aware, urged him to give it a try. “Over my dead body! Let the child struggle or even die. But I will not let it suckle the very teat Ogbanje1 is feedingContinue reading “A Sad Needless Pain”