Tag: Discourse

Lunch at Acquerello

Lunch at Acquerello

The waiter brings menus. I’m not interested in food; I just like watching you. A lock of hair escapes its silver clasp. You dreamily twirl it around one finger. You get ten points for sheer elegance. “You haven’t changed a bit, Laura,” I tell you. Terrible opening. I deduct five points from my score for […]

A Sequence of Life

A Sequence of Life

After breakfast at Hotel Fibonacci, he circled the block before heading towards the beach. Amazed by the foreign environment, his mind expanded to take in the island’s exotic, colorful details. By the seaside, a magnificent picture opened up: a vast, turquoise-blue sky over warm, vanilla-colored sand. In the background, the mighty, azure-blue sea and in […]

The Prettiest Way to Die Is Not So Pretty After All

The Prettiest Way to Die Is Not So Pretty After All

 Oh, how my heart once yearned to possess the skin of alabaster… I ofttimes would heed Maude, Marchioness of Londonderry after a simple tidying up the parlour each morningtide. She would sit amongst her elixirs—the bottles awaited the Lady’s daily rite. She would reach for her bottle of ammonia and wash it over her face, […]

Colourful

Colourful

It was always a slog, the long winter term. The days were getting shorter. Geraldine left home in the dark and it was dark as well when she got back. The children were fractious. They too were tired. And over-excited: Halloween, Guy Fawkes and Christmas. It never stopped, not even on Sunday. The words in […]

Yellow Leaves

Yellow Leaves

Dad was raking leaves, Mom was in the house, baking. The smell of cinnamon filled the air. I was playing in the woods. Just before Mom called us in for dinner, I heard a whirring of wings near the Message Tree. I looked up and saw a flash of iridescent blue; I blinked and it […]

Colourless

Colourless

Dead and lifeless; no colour. The lack of colour distressed Emerald. Her grandma spoke in colour. She told of rainbows, pink-tinged dawns, flowers of every hue, the clearest bluest oceans. But Emerald could not comprehend. Emerald existed in a colour-devoid world. Emerald was one of the last children born on a broken earth. Man had […]

Cultural Day

Cultural Day

My colleagues and I. The four of us dressed to represent three of the ethnic groups in my country. There are over 200 ethnic groups in my country of which three are major – Hausa, Igbo and Yoruba. It was a day set aside to recognize our cultural diversity.

Gone in Her Prime

Gone in Her Prime

Her picture was posted on a social medium platform. She wore a purple dress, hands by her side with a nice smile. Everyone took turns to send in their felicitous remarks. She later thanked everybody for their soul-lifting comments. Evelyn is a shadow of herself. She decided to go purdah. She couldn’t stand being the […]

Home Sweet Home

Home Sweet Home

“Order’s here!” Marie lugged the Amazon box into the dining room. One by one, Mom and Dad opened each tiny package and handed it to one of the twins. The whole family watched as the second-floor bedrooms came to life. One had lavender curtains and a pink and lavender quilt resting on a tiny rocking […]

Eulogy for Larissa

Eulogy for Larissa

Larissa. She was here for such a short time. Hearts quiver in her wake, enchanted by her beauty, stunned by her briefness. We loved, we lost, we celebrate all we learned. Airy flutes and wine-throated cellos sing out the music she taught us.Silhouettes and sinews, grown stronger from our walks with her, stand tall against […]

A Red Feather

A Red Feather

Everybody ages, it’s a fact of life.  But it appears that I’ve now become invisible.   Walking around my local shops, not one person bothered to catch my eye or give me even a hint of a smile.  And the shop assistant that served me barely acknowledged my existence. I realise the years have taken their […]

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