Miles away

As we were – youthful, vulnerable, spontaneous, adventurous – the world should have stood still and time should have remained indiscreet. If walls could talk, truly, they would remind you of the love that was true. They would remind you of how safe I felt in your arms and how happy I was in ecstasy, … More Miles away

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The fish who loved a bird

“Come with me my love and our fates we will cheat. Come to this enchanted place where the sea and sky meet.” 

Ariyike turns around with a smile. It has been almost a month since she’s hoped to run into him again. Since the last time she didn’t meet him where she left him. She thinks she recognizes that voice. And she is right. It is him; her ‘unconcealed desire’.

“She smiles”, he declares, holding his hand over his chest in that way that reveals how relieved he is that she welcomes him this time. … More The fish who loved a bird

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Trick of Time

Why think separately of this life than the next

When one is born from the last?

Time is always too short for those who need it

But for those who love, lasts forever.

Your sacrifice has taught me

That even after the darkest night

The sun will raise again

For if the heart is strong enough

The sun is re-born

With each new day

Life after life

Age after age

Forever.

So why think separately of this life than the next,

When one is born from the last? … More Trick of Time

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Story telling: Series 9

“It’s a girl”, the midwife said.

Nifemi stretched out her arms to receive her baby while still on the high table where she had just delivered. She had insisted before she went into labor that she wanted to hold her baby immediately after delivery. The midwives were not in the school of thought of presenting a new born to its mother before cleaning and dressing, but Mama had asked them to oblige Nifemi anything she wanted. Nifemi had nightmares of her separation from her baby so she wanted that first bond so that the baby would always remember her. So she thought. She looked at the baby in her arms and smiled at the angelic face. The smile was almost turning into tears now, new tears all over again. Yet the seeming tears of joy were soon replaced by heavy sobs in fear of future eventualities. … More Story telling: Series 9

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