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My Two Lost Brothers.
*****TODAY***** I wipe the tears from my face the umpteenth time, willing my nose to stop running as the priest recites some verses. My tears are multifaceted and multifactorial; my dead brother, my distraught father and my missing brother. I am angry at him too; for dying, for making me miserable, for breaking my trust……
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If I Owe Him…
When does the ‘IOU’ card go wrong? Or when can it be discarded?
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If I Owe Him…
I am very uncomfortable owing anyone anything. I do not like people owing me either but i would take that ten times over owing anyone. But i owe Nifemi my life. I have been told many times that he was just in the right place at the right time through God’s arrangement. So, i owe…
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My Father-in-law to be
Someone needs your advice…
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My Father-in-law to be
I remember how I met him… My love. “My name is Toritoluwalope Adeniyi and I know your name is Abeke, walk with me please…” His smile was irresistible and I needed a break from the party anyway. It was a mini weekend party by one of the doctors in the state hospital where I worked…
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Twists, Turns… Theatre.
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Twists, Turns… Theatre.
Have you been enjoying the series? Let’s hear from you
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Twists, Turns… Theatre.
My consultant, Dr. Finanni, was almost always absent. She was often travelling, attending seminars, giving talks and getting paid. She was close to becoming a professor and had relegated most of her other duties to me. I was not complaining. I had no idea what Mr. Badmus and Laila meant. “What does she have to…
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Speak, See, Swift.
Hallucinations? Ketamine dissociative anaesthesia? Or REAL?
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Speak, See, Swift.
I opened my eyes. There was a very bright light in front of me, I tried moving my arms to shield my eyes but they felt too light. The smell in the room was very familiar; the sterile ‘bluish-green’ smell of the operating room. I could see everything clearly, the operating nurse who looked extremely…