It was a hot Saturday afternoon in Lagos as she sped down Mobolaji Bank-Anthony towards Ikeja. her destination was Abule Egba. She had promised her sister she would be spending a few days with her before heading out of town. However she needed to attend the end of year goal setting event held somewhere in … Continue reading Lagos Traffic: the Movie
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*Tobi’s Cross* (A Bankole Banjo Short Story)
"So you married her for the sex?!" Tobi nodded, slowly, thinking again about that decision he made a little over a year ago. "How I for do na? Kezo, the babe can ride mehn..." Popularly called Kezo by close friends, Kazeem could not believe his friend of 22 years would take such a lifelong decision … Continue reading *Tobi’s Cross* (A Bankole Banjo Short Story)
Reunited (A Bankole Banjo short story)
"Don't ever tell me goodbye again," she said, tears clouding her unusually bright eyes. "I won't. I promise. I just really couldn't take your indecision any more." He responded with a smooth smile, his hands smoothening her wig. They were locked in the office meeting room, making up for lost time. They had … Continue reading Reunited (A Bankole Banjo short story)
The Driving Test
I don’t like tests. Don’t get me wrong, I pass them. But I don’t like them. Reason? How does my answering them correctly indicate that I really know what I know? How do 5 sets of questions determine that I have really learnt what I was meant to over a period of time? What if … Continue reading The Driving Test
Used (A Bankole Banjo short story)
The SMS was three words long: I am pregnant. You blinked twice, hoping your eyes would un-see what it had seen. But no, the words stood desolate on your phone screen. Pregnant? How? You sat back and closed your eyes. You recalled that afternoon you met her at Eko Hotel roundabout. … Continue reading Used (A Bankole Banjo short story)
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