I want my playful wife back, Mercy Johnson’s husband cries out

The equation at the home of Prince Odi Okojie, husband of popular Nollywood actress, Mercy Johnson, seems to have shifted as Okojie had revealed a sudden change in his wife’s behaviour since her mother passed on. There is no doubt that the vivacious mother of three is having a hard time getting over her mother’s death. Prince Okojie who could no longer endure his wife’s change of behaviour, took to his Instagram handle lamenting. He made this known while responding to a fan’s question on Mercy Johnson’s sudden weight loss.…

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Standing alone (II)

The crook, Femi was silent, never bothered to utter a word as the DPO conspicuously boiled over his seeming threat. He wasn’t disturbed or intimidated by anything as the other cops in the room violently showcased their pistols, not even the eye sockets of the DPO that appeared not unlike that of a hungry owl. It’s noteworthy that the culprit, whom was still single, was acquainted with most of the corrupt politicians in the town and beyond. He was their accomplice during electioneering eras. Every thuggery activity as regards electoral…

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Standing alone

“Sergeant Okoro!” DSP Ahmed furiously called in a very high tone while standing in-between his office executive chair and table the moment the said sergeant hastily stepped into his office. “Yes sir!” Sergeant Okoro responded accordingly, facing the boss as the ethics demanded. He stood seriously right before the DSP, posing not unlike one of the soldiers that fought the Second World War. Both were in their uniforms. DSP Rasaq Ahmed who was in his early forties was the Divisional Police Officer (DPO) of one of the notable police stations…

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Suicidal fugitive (II)

Afam was seated adjacent to the couple who was making use of the only two-in-one upholstery chair in the lounge. The couple was dressed in Pyjamas of different colour patterns while Afam put on dark-blue jeans, purple T-shirt spotted with strips of white colour as well as black shoes. Ujunwa stood up, leaving only Chief Okeke in the seat. “So what do we offer you?” She asked Afam. “Don’t bother yourself, ma.” “How?” she said. “You don’t care for any drink?” “No ma.” Afam responded, waving his right hand. “Afam,…

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Suicidal fugitive

“What kind of trade is this?” Afam thought sadly. “Every day, same story.” He added while seated on the main chair situated in his shop. Afam, a thirty-five year old young man who was of Anambra State origin just rounded off his apprenticeship on sales of building materials six months back. Since his boss settled him immediately after his seven-year old apprenticeship, things hadn’t been going smoothly as anticipated; there had been slow pace of sales as well as constant nightmares experienced by him. “I pray God will deliver me…

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Smart genius

“Mister Ken,” Adamu called. “Why were you not on seat yesterday?” He furiously queried. Mr. Adamu Danjuwa was the Human Resources Manager (HRM) of Capricon manufacturing company. Between late eighties (1980s) and early nineties (1990s), Capricon was undoubtedly a very notable firm across the federation that everyone, even an imbecile that existed within the stated period, could testify to the fact. Even beyond the period in question, Capricon Nigeria Limited as it was fondly called based on what was inscribed on its major signpost in line with its incorporation, never…

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Greater days ahead (II)

One week later, as God would have it, his church raised the required fund on his behalf. In consequence to this, his Pastor accompanied him to his school for the awaited registration. It was indeed a miracle just like his mother kept telling him. Prior to the exam period, Uzo left no stone unturned towards ensuring that he made distinction in all his subjects. He was thoroughly determined to make his mum who he regarded as an ‘angel’ proud. He was a notable science student in his school that in…

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Greater day ahead

“When would this suffering end?” Uzo soliloquized. “Or, could it be for eternity?” Uzo whose father died four years back after a brief illness when he (Uzo) was barely thirteen, was lamenting alone right in his family’s bedroom. He was obviously an exemplarily brilliant chap who was about sitting for his Senior School Certificate Examinations (SSCE) which included WAEC and NECO. Apart from his academic excellence, he was an out-and-out child every parent wished to behold. Uzo who happened to be the first child among him and his four siblings,…

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Derailed homosapien (II)

On their part, Mr. Adesokan’s colleagues who were seated at distant locations weren’t aware of what really went on or what was discussed between them, though they weren’t interested either since such meeting wasn’t unusual among teachers and students or mentors and mentees, as the case may be. Besides, being a new teacher, they were of the opinion that Mr. Adesokan needed to meet privately with some of his students, especially the serious-minded ones, to intimate him on the journey so far. The close relationship between Yetunde and Mr. Adesokan…

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Derailed homosapien

“Good morning students,” Mr. Adesokan tendered after the unanimous warmth greeting received from the overall students as the tradition demanded. “How was your weekend?” He added in a jiffy. “Fine sir,” The students chorused. “Thank you.” They added, stood still. “Please have your seats.” He urged while standing. The students who were dressed in sky-blue checks immediately assumed their respective seats simultaneously, anxiously waited for a formal introduction from the strange being. It was on Monday morning at about some minutes past nine O’clock after the students’ usual morning assembly.…

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