Tag Archives: Mr. Lasetta

It was a cold Sunday morning, my old man was still in critical conditions at the Military Hospital in Ikoyi. Mum had not gotten up from bed, she had spent the previous day with Dad at the hospital while Timi was in his bedroom listening to Tupac Shakur‘s California hit song on his 4000 watts pro stack sound system. The ...

Since Alhaji Kazeem chased his pretty Fulani wife from the house nothing seemed to be the same with him anymore. He became really hysteric at odd times and could be unusually cold. His wife’s departure made me realise he was an empty vessel without her. :::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::Read previous episodes here::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::: The two loud gunshots that emanated from Alhaji Kazeem’s flat gave ...

“There has to be a mistake somewhere- call it a case of mistaken identity. This Alhaji has no idea of my personality. His mind must really be playing deadly tricks on him. I can be accused of many things but definitely not sleeping with another man’s wife.” I couldn’t even woo a girl successfully, how much more taking her to ...

The holidays were here, after 30-31 days of fast the Muslims had finally sighted the long awaited moon and that was after several adjournments too. This time around the sighting of the moon had caused a stir, especially in Nigeria where we find the light side to every situation no matter how bad it gets. ::::::::::::::::::::::::::Read previous episode here::::::::::::::::::::::::: There ...

With the help of the culprit of my unfortunate state and Sotonye, one of our tenants’ pretty daughter, I managed to get myself out of the murky waters of the badly constructed drainage.This was after spending a couple of minutes completely knocked out. I could even taste some of the unpleasant liquid from the drainage on my tongue. And I ...