Archive for the “Writing” category
Idiot
by Azuka on June 12, 2010
Someone nudged me and I turned to look, keeping my hand firmly in my pocket, determined not to lose my wallet while being jostled around in the after-work crush at the bus stop. “The lady in that car’s calling you,” (…)
Imagine a life without walls
by Azuka on April 6, 2009
(This is the unedited text from a 10-minute writing session last Friday). There were no walls as far as the eyes could see. Not only were there no walls, there was also an absence of anything that could have served (…)
Other Half
by Azuka on February 1, 2008
When she looked up from the book she was reading, her mouth opened wide in a soundless scream as she jumped to her feet. It seemed like just a moment had passed since she last checked on him, but her (…)
Fear
by Azuka on May 12, 2007
I woke up drenched with cold perspiration, instinctively not daring to move. I felt something cold against my bare feet. Its feel was ticklish, and in another time and place I would have wiggled my toes and laughed but again, (…)
Selina
by Azuka on March 31, 2007
While I work on my article on my perceptions of the Nigerian police, I thought I’d keep the update hounds at bay with this. I first saw her on my second visit to the nightclub. There was something commanding about (…)
Trouble
by Azuka on March 17, 2007
I knew trouble when I saw it. Trouble at that moment was Nneka pushing her way through the dancing guests towards me. I had no idea what she wanted but it definitely wasn’t peace. We were at the reception of (…)