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Philip Ebuluofor

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Two Cities Tale

That was how I had viewed my village this past weekend. I went back there for village matters. I am not sure if it even qualified to be called that name anymore in the sense that colonial masters left those words to us a long time ago. Do the math yourself and see things from your own perspective. Villages in the sense the British left it for us isn't what we are witnessing here this century, things have inverted, inverted and still inverting. Checkout what I have been able to see without straining my eyes, or any part of me. They were all ...

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DIY

He hear about it often but never really as it's with him always put it to work. Do it yourself is a jingle that rings out in his life almost every day. It's never in his character to do certain things he believes it's certain kind of people work to do. He guess that it's the over indulging upbring he passed through in the hands of his parents. If a mop breaks, it will never occur to him to look at it well and see how he can repair it, if any electronics stop working, it will not cross his mind to take a proper look at it and see what he can ...

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BK-s13

My neighbor, Mad Anderson, they call him, but I am not sure that is even his real name.  Where he came from, I don't know but he is one of those tinker workers that is turning those sectors into serious business. Those guys can't give your ears an iota of peace even on sundays. They hammer, chisel, scrape, file, wash and then paint to bring to life a deadpan of any shape. He is a dreamer, not only that he dreams walks at times,  he makes time to sit and dream up, plot every kind of negativity that never enters into any ordinary man...

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The gods And The Ancestors

  They had been at this farm now for three days nonstop and yet, it seems to Mr. Okoye that they had been wasting their time, no sign  that progress is being made. He had been trying to wall the farm to protect it from animals and human animals that always find their way into others property uninvited. The wrapper around his waist had been dancing to the tune of the wind that was visibly present that wednesday morning in April 1943.  The farm happened to be near a part way that leads to other farms and other's houses henc...

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Abandoned Camera

              He was twelve when her mother's friend shifted him to the city from the village to give his mother a breathing space. Whatever drew him to the craft work was somewhere in the village not in the city. The old lady he was handed over to live with started noticing his inclinations in handiwork not long after coming to her house. He will touch this and that to the annoyance of the lady's household. He surely damages more than he repairs and his attention is neve...

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Glorified Road

      I  am not asking how it is, for I have been part of the system for years. From my youth, if a five-year-old kid is rated as a youth till I left my parents to live with a Reverend gentleman, it always had been getting up early to fetch water, then it will be farm time. That school is on break for students to rest waiting on a resuming date, is not for village students and pupils. Once it's farming time, you are automatically on the farming list. So everyday life of Mr. Mike Igwe, his four kids and...

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Black Mass

  Sheddy they call him. A local gin dealer with a shop that entertains more than a hundred of his kind each morning and evening. If you don't know how humans of the same standing attract themselves as magnets do to nails, go to the Sheddy''s shop every evening and learn. Around 31 and had this little psychological problem from childhood that stayed with him to adulthood. No one even came for him for apprenticeship. He will go to the illegal local brewers and fill about two mighty white gallons with that illegally improper refined g...

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Middle Ground

It was a tense situation from federal to local government level in the whole country.I don't think many are still surprised by the incidents  that each election year ushers in. Many that are adults in the middle '90s knew that this era and naughty incidents they come with each four year election us due is kindergarten case compared to tertiary cases of election days of the '90s. That period, it was kidnappings and killings of opponents and ceasing of the current leaders and holding them hostage in their own bedrooms and toilets for days...

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Craziest Year

It rushed passed within a minute, brushing my hands, and ceased again like something being controlled by someone flipping the switch on and off. The weather this year had been in a kind of struggle to enter record books as the hottest year since this nation started keeping records. The wind used to be in the dry season once it starts, it can lasts fifteen to twenty minutes giving people a reprieve from the harsh season but not this year. The breeze will cease for up to three to four hours as if it is being shared as they do to electrici...

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Raining Like Craze

 It was raining like crazy. Not water, not insult, not rain, not sand but money in different currencies, and the couple, now half officially Mr. And Mrs Jude Ibekwe were dancing like craze to the beat of a local well-known traditional wedding song and many villagers were observing events with mouths unconsciously opened. Who can blame the villagers if they forget themselves? The currencies raining on the couples were in three or four different kinds: dollars, euros, RMB, Naira, and pounds. It was a sight to behold. The man getting marri...

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To Hell With Buying And Selling

He had the shop inside the street near the item main market but street nevertheless, it is still off the center of the market and it's a little difficult to have unknown customers patronize the business when all always face the market direction and psychologically view the off shop as having k-leg per se. Marcus has managed to survive in that street, coupled with the fact that he deals on second-hand motor parts, not daily-use items. Too hard to sit and welcome customers, you need to go to them to make it not like daily use items, a mus...

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Savior

Just writing to tell you about what I overheard and witnessed on a bus this morning. I was sitting on my favorite window side cherry, I am sure you recalled I like sitting on the window side like some tourists do when this thirtyish lady sitting near me began vibrating like most of them do these days without giving a damn if you are listening in or not or the topic of discussion. Our people seem to have this problem of dropping one bad habit and picking up another. There is no way of leaving space open for good to replace bad. Nay, Cherry. N...

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Ludo Power

He sat on the sofa staring at the kid as he toyed with putting in the VHS celluloid cassette he fished out and dusted from his storeroom. The girl is used to fighting for remote control anything they gather after dinner for network news. Her older brother the VHS is brought out from the storeroom for, sits observing the dad and the girl while eyeing the big cassette. Chidi is not the type that jumps into melee. He has left that aspect to his nine-month-old sister. He is interested in what is on the screen not who or how it is conjured. ...

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Running Mouth

Cool countryside village of about a hundred families of which about 60% live in the city and only come back en mass during mass return holidays mainly New Yam festival and Christmas. No nonsense story of any kind was ever on in there, let alone dangerous one. Those mass return time always last for two or three weeks and everybody face the city again in preparation for school resumption. But the problem was in the offing this past Christmas for the city problem went home to the village with some people. Chinwe and his fellow heapers as those ...

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Under Pressure

They are not mincing words. Mr. Samuel Ike foundout that out in a hard way. In fact, there are no much difference between chameleon, tiger and humans after staying only 45 minutes in this last minutes he finished with these people he had believed were in the same boat with him. He sat in his office, an 11 by 12 square room with table, chairs and books. Shelves of morden quality, quality books many came from abroad direct he is proud of and never hesitated in marketing to his friends and visitors but right now, this very moment, he wasn'...

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