Take Me To Ida

                                                                                        Kogi State NYSC Camp

Batch “A”, 2008

It had been a long Tuesday afternoon. They’d all been on various queues since morning, pushing and shoving and hissing at each other. He was vaguely conscious of her standing in front of him. There was a fresh surge of complaints and grumbling and shoving and suddenly, her foot landed on his big toe. Hard.

“Sorry!”, she’d cried immediately, turning a sincere look on him.

“No problem,” he’d heard himself say. “I’ll forgive you on one condition.”

“What?”, she’d asked, a small smile lurking around the edges of her small, full lips. She wasn’t sure if he was serious or taking the piss.

“Marry me,” he’d said, with a straight face.

Where the hell had that come from? Was he crazy?

“Are you crazy?” she said, releasing the hostage smile.

“I’m serious, now. Marry me.” Continue reading


Waiting Around


There they all are; a motley crew of hopefuls. Black suits everywhere, each and every one of them. The Weeds theme song comes to mind. I smile tightly, realizing that I stick out like a sore thumb in my grey suit with ruffly top underneath.

Think positively, I tell myself. Don’t see it as being odd, see it as being… different, unique, outstanding. You will rise above the common black and dare to be grey and ruffly. It is your destiny! You are the chosen one, Joy-san. Continue reading