Tag: nonfiction

  • The awakening

    A newborn baby is like one who wakes up from a dream that’s forbidden to be remembered. And all around the baby throughout infancy are many people screaming, like in some inferno. The baby joins in, until somewhere in their teen years they begin to wonder what meaning the motions carry? Why the shouting? To…

  • first TV in my village

    The first person to buy a television in my village was the envy of village gossipers for months. Clansmen who lived in distant places heard of the new wonder. The excitement in the village was electrifying. The man at the center of the news was a womanizer. Imagine how easily he magnetized desperate women longing…

  • Traces of the virus

    I used to crave for attention. I would do anything to get it, although at the time I didn’t realize it was an obsession, tainted with subtle pride. It started in my childhood when a neighbor’s wife used to call my brother and send him on errands. She would sometimes give him gifts for being…

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