Dimeji’s first birthday was this weekend and we were planning for it. He had started to walk and he could call ‘mummy.’ He could also clap and sing and when he wasn’t being frustrating enough for me to cry, he could be cute and sweet. I was making a list to be sent to Jude, […]
It’s been a week since I asked Jude to help me print my documents from his office. And I’d heard all forms of excuses, including, ‘Our printer at work has spoilt,’ ‘There was no ink when I tried printing,’ ‘Lape, please I am tired,’ ‘I had a very busy day at work.’ I would have
I stifled a yawn as I dished Jude’s food. I had barely slept, yet I had to get up to make his meal before he left for work. Hopefully, I could sleep a bit during the day, if Dimeji allowed me. I didn’t blame parents that sometimes used a little overdose of multivitamins for their
I did not warm up to Jude or his parents until after about three months, and that was when they started preparing for our wedding. From the colours that were picked to the hall used for the reception, I was barely involved. Usually, mummy would just come into my room to tell me what they
I hiss. Not for the first time. I’ve hissed more than a hundred times since I arrived at this bus park. The man beside me gets up and heads to the attendant’s desk for the umpteenth time. “We were told!” He roars, gathering looks from everyone. Then he continues, just as loud. “We were told
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She hadn’t picked up my calls for days. You know, with Caroline you just couldn’t be sure of what she was thinking. Two days ago, I eventually told her how I felt about her and she gave me a weird reply. I knew she was not going to give the reply I wanted. But I
I’ve just unzipped my packed bag for the umpteenth time now to make sure I’m not forgetting anything. I’m an anxious packer—when packing for a trip, I check my bag more than twice to ensure that I’m not leaving anything behind. I don’t just double-check, I check repeatedly within five-second intervals. I had to whip
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I forgot to tell you about how overworked I am. The way it works here is that you want to talk about one situation, but there’s an even heavier situation. In nature, the strongest wins—the heaviest thing on your mind gets to be produced first. As an overworked human, I can’t believe that something as
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Fuel scarcity is at an all-time high. I wake up and almost hiss, I’m so close to hissing. But hissing is bad. I plug in my earpiece instead and listen to the sound of the ocean on YouTube. I can’t even concentrate, everywhere is unnecessarily loud. Where have they been getting fuel from? Whoever supplies
At the time that I needed self-discipline, I struggled because having been used to indulging myself, self-discipline felt like a punishment. It felt like deprivation. So I’d try to inculcate new goals and wait to feel like it—to be in the mood. Well, you can guess what the result was. I was unable to achieve
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