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Bleak house
Already, they were suspicious. So, my going there was a gamble. Part of my reason for going there was to gain their trust. That was why when they offered me a meal, I did not hesitate to thank them and head towards the dinning table. They had eaten already, so I was the only one…
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Interactions with a book (part 1)
I am currently on page 81 of Ryan Holiday’s book, “The Obstacle is the Way”. I read 10 pages a day, which allows me to attend to other responsibilities while updating my knowledge on various subjects. I would like to share some insights discovered so far from the book. I selected the book for reading…
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The road to Damascus -Page 1/100 (story series)
Very few of the men in the room wore wedding rings. It would be naïve to think those who didn’t were all single. During the introductions which required that we all indicate our marital status, many of the ladies said they were open to new relationships. I sat in a corner, grinning. I know a…
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Retracing the steps – 1
Around the new year of 2022, I watched a 1950s movie titled “September Affair”, a romantic drama ditected by William Dieterle. The movie was about two passengers, a married man on the verge of divorce (Joseph Cotten) and a single woman (Joan Fontaine), who while engaging in a long warm chat, missed their flight. To…
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spill your feelings
have your loose lipsbegun lootingyour chances of success,turning potential into worst nightmares? does your intuitiontell you you’re contributingto your slow progressand growing distress? keeping a secret can be toughlike an irresistible coughfor some, keeping a small circlecan be a major hurdle but for your own goodalways confide in a bookfew people really careabout your welfare…
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Keep calm- Opinion piece 1
The ability to remain calm under pressure is a skill that takes time to develop. For the first time in our lives that we decide to keep calm during tough moments, it’s normal for our resolve to keep calm to bend and succumb to defeat, like every muscle that has never known heat. What does…
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same sleep unites them
they gave her water and clayand she molded out history and storiessitting in the soil for centuries… they went to bed at different timesbut the same sleep unites them different facessculpted on different daysmolded out of same clay Different beginnings Same tale from dust they camenaked and not ashamedone by one they withered and felllike…
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Sunday night drama
I turned to find mother crying. I did not understand why. But I always kept the incident in my heart, together with the storyline of the movie we were watching that day. When I was a child, every Sunday night there was this programme on television by name “Akan Drama”. It happened that on one…
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an ocean within
Sometimes on your writing career journey, you come to that point where you feel you have nothing to write about, and might never get something to write about again. Maybe it happens to the musician too, who comes to that point where they wonder if they can produce another hit song. If ever they would,…
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Life in Northern Ghana 2/10
When I was a child living in our little village with my parents and siblings, life was very different. The weather, for instance, was highly predictable. We knew the rain that ushered in the rainy season and the rain that ended it. On the last day of rain, tiny ice cubes fell from the sky…
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night falls with its eyesores
as night falls with its eyesoreshawling memories of the day beyond the horizonhordes of people return homesome to mess, and debtsmurmuring in low tonesothers return with relief,glad to have found the holy paycheckto purchase their daily breadand peacesinging Hallelujahloud enough to be heardeven in Californiabut however your day may beI hope the lessons can be…
