A deserted cavern

You rarely see them in groups but a group of eagles is called a convocation while a group of owls is called a parliament. Oh you’re welcome.  “ Iyalaya e, won o bi e! ” a frustrated Abere had fired at one of his infuriating customers. Quite a fitting name, Abere, as you’ll almost see his bones through his skin at a glance. He deals with sales of household electrical appliances after a seasoned professional career in street thuggery. Eventually, he graduated into an Agbero (a lower level of road transportation occupation) terrorizing bus drivers and conductors who dared not pay their dues. He stood at six feet tall and barely weighs 110 pounds yet wreaks havoc the likes of which you don’t see often. His name sends shivers down the spine of the average bus conductor not because he has an intimidating frame but because of the plethora of backup at his disposal. Once, a handsome young man who just moved into the neigbourhood had a misunderstanding with Abere and jus

With his final university examination to contend with, Ade suddenly also had to deal with a severe headache and a rising temperature. From all indications, it wasn’t as a result of intense studying. Most students would break down under such pressure, a subtle reminder of their mortality. Not Ade, he had trained his mind over time to withstand sustained hours of intense studying. Everything points to one answer as he could fathom. “No, not again! I treated malaria just last month,” he thought out loud. His final examination was scheduled for the next day and if there’s one thing he despised, it is taking pills not recommended by an healthcare professional. Besides, taking malaria pills at that instant would only weaken him further and that would be bordering on two injustices committed against his own self in a short while. He took paracetamol, the safe option (or so it seemed). Fast forward to the next day and like an experienced surgeon in a familiar theatre, he

Hello! You wanna go back to check that first word again. No, you didn’t. Of course it’s just a simple ‘hello’ but there’s more to it. I pronounce that word so good that pulses get racing (let me be great please). That would be a discussion for another day entirely. Now, to the business of the day. Ahem! My name is,,, seriously? We have to do this? Check the end of the post please. Well, I’ve harbored a profound interest in writing for quite a while now but I just won’t write for reasons unknown to me (I actually know some, they’re just silly). Then the Eureka moment when I realized that I have to become an embodiment of my thoughts and my environment. At long last, I crushed my demons and I’m trying to unleash my latent ability through this blog. And I sincerely hope that this new-found urge doesn’t fade just as it surfaced. So help me God.  Ah! That was turning into a note-to-self kind of writing that I almost forgot I was carrying you along. Well, here you