Month: February 2016

by Daniel Nkado There was a time, in the eighties, or nineties or so, that Gladys Ekwocha was a pretty woman. She knew luxury like no other woman in Lagos, Nigeria’s most populous city. Even amidst the instability and political

by Gloria Ezeh A lot of people have contacted us seeking answers to a lot of questions. First, we’d like you all to know that we deeply appreciate your concern. As the honest person I am and will always be,

ONE Amaka dropped the bundle of sticks near the tripod in the kitchen shed. At the veranda, Chinelo sat with her legs extended and crossed. A plastic tray containing beans was on her thighs. ‘What more can these weevils do

by Chinwe J. Okafor He wanted to make Mama proud. He knew he was all she had; Papa was down with elephantiasis and Mama had cataract—those milky secretion threatening to cover up her right eyeball. He was the only son

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The Monster and the Queens Friday Evening: Chuka drove into the tiled compound and April and her long legs came down from the other side of the car. The house was a modern style duplex with only the first floor

by Victor Uma “No one is ever ugly because their skin is black or white; you are only ugly because you think you are. Why not start to think you are beautiful from today and see the whole world turn

by Daniel Nkado Nne Akunedo has been at the Ugwuoji Memorial Hospital for over a week now. Her case was acute appendicitis. Mama needed to have an appendectomy conducted as soon as possible. But the truth is that the hospital

Wins are calculated from readers’ shares and comments. 1. Most Read Story of the Month – Ahmed by Nnenna Okolo (Nigeria)2. Most Shared Story of the Month – Coming Back! (In-House) 3. Funniest Story of the Month – Philomena (In-House)4. Most Touching

The door swings open and the trio let themselves in. Gloria blows off dust from the desk. “Puffffffff!” “Victor, broom now!” the thick DNB editor commands. “Me?” Victor grumbles. “Yes, you!” “Why me? Men don’t sweep!” “Yes, they don’t,” Gloria