CHAPTER THREE ⃝ THE SUBTLE BLACKMAIL

ǁǁǁ Leaving his blasted office, I drove straight home and marched into my studio; changing into my work clothes and smearing colors on prepared canvas unconsciously; all the while in deep thoughts about the man I thought was an excellent retirement prospect. How could I have been stirred so wrong? Who was he really? HowContinue reading “CHAPTER THREE ⃝ THE SUBTLE BLACKMAIL”

CHAPTER TWO ⃝ AKHMED’S PROPOSAL

ǁǁǁ The continuous rhythmic buzz told me it was Uche. She calls before my alarm gets the honor of waking me up. It was Monday already and I was still on my bed at 7am. Opening my eyes, I felt Tessy rigorously wagging and fanning me with her white bushy tail.  I pulled her closeContinue reading “CHAPTER TWO ⃝ AKHMED’S PROPOSAL”

THE GRASSROOTS ARE NOT RESPONSIBLE FOR CHANGE.

Here I sit on my desk deeply disturbed by the deteriorating and devastating situation in my beloved country-Nigeria centring on lies, greed and dishonesty. Just this morning, I read of the use of thugs by an alleged pension fund thief in our court to molest and intimidate journalists who were taking pictures for the prints.Continue reading “THE GRASSROOTS ARE NOT RESPONSIBLE FOR CHANGE.”