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Longings Of A Caged Love. The Clash Of Love And Tradition — — African Fiction Part 5 Okorie was torn apart by Chuka’s remarks. The love lyrics Chuka released kept burning his head with feelings of loss and defeat. He walked back home dejected, his movement being even as slow as that of a snail. He really felt like a chicken pounded by huge rainfall, looking for shelter. He didn’t even utter a word of greeting in his mother’s presence. But Ige knew something had put her son…

Hard Times : Short Story Hard times lay ahead, but he didn’t know it. He was so optimistic, full of hope that all would be well in his life after his graduation from university. Dimeji, a Nigerian graduate of the University of Jos, in Nigeria, had to go for his one year national service expected of any graduate of a Nigerian institution of higher learning. He wished his service year would end in a flash because he was in a hurry to move over to Lagos, in search of a job that…

Longings Of A Caged Love. The Clash Of Love And Tradition — African Fiction Part 4 It rained and stopped before Akoga people started streaming into the village square for the farmers’ festival. It was an annual festival which farmers in Akoga looked forward to attending, as it afforded them the chance to display their farm products with the hope of winning the prestigious prize of the best farmer in the land. Several palm fronds were erected to provide shade in which farm…

Longings Of A Caged Love. The Clash Of Love And Tradition. African Fiction - Part 3 Okorie and Ada met at Ama after he had paid her and her mother a visit the previous day. It was in the evening. An evening that was a bit windy and made leaves sing tuneless melancholy music while rustling. Ama was a popular spot in Akoga. Just a bit over one mile from the village square. With a terrain full of stones of various fascinating shapes, so wonderfully molded by nature, that it was…

Longings Of A Caged Love. The Clash Of Love And Tradition. African Fiction - Part 2 Iweka came out of his little barn with one tuber of yam in his right hand. He shut the door carefully and took one last look at it again before walking away. This was necessary to make sure that none of his two goats that roamed the compound would have access to the few yams in there. Give the goats a chance and they eat your yams. Iweka’s compound was a typical poor one in Akoga. It only…

Longings Of A Caged Love. The Clash Of Love And Tradition. African Fiction - Part 1 An African star apple tree stood at the center of the vast compound that lay sprawled in clusters of thatched mud houses, some bigger than others. The biggest, inhabited by Amanze when he lived. It was a night of vast silence and the gigantic barn of the compound was very conspicuous in it. A fence of bamboo sticks surrounded the compound, and a grove of oil palm trees flourished at a stone…

Longings Of A Caged Love. The Clash Of Love And Tradition. African Fiction - Part 1 An African star apple tree stood at the center of the vast compound that lay sprawled in clusters of thatched mud houses, some bigger than others. The biggest, inhabited by Amanze when he lived. It was a night of vast silence and the gigantic barn of the compound was very conspicuous in it. A fence of bamboo sticks surrounded the compound, and a grove of oil palm trees flourished at a stone…