Fiction · Stories

FICTION: The Brown Leather Couch

“Stay, please. I’ll take you home, I promise.” The party had ended and we were sitting on his couch – the brown leather couch his friends had bought him as a housewarming gift – in his cozy, cream and brown freshly painted sitting room, watching a Grey’s Anatomy episode as we munched from a bowl… Continue reading FICTION: The Brown Leather Couch

Fiction · Stories

FICTION: Heaven and Strawberry Muffins

Somewhere between the small hollow of my waist and the curves of my hips, his hands lingered. Through the soft linen fabric of my gown, I felt them – long, lean and strong – sending pins and needles up my spine. I held my breath, he released his, fresh and clean, on my right cheek,… Continue reading FICTION: Heaven and Strawberry Muffins

Non-fiction · Reminiscences · Stories

NON-FICTION: My Night of Ordeal

I wrote this story for a course I offered last year, titled, literature and medicine. (BTW, I loved the lecturer with a passion!) We were supposed to write about our personal experiences or experiences of people we knew that had suffered one form of misdemenour or another at the hands of medical practitioners in hospitals.… Continue reading NON-FICTION: My Night of Ordeal

Fiction · Stories

FICTION: Eternal Thirty Minutes

Time stood still, or so it seemed. It was barely ten minutes since Dele called and there I was, quite restless and generally in a murderously crappy mood. Besides the sweltering heat that did nothing to ease this mood, Dele’s phone call kept me quite on edge. My boyfriend wasn’t someone of many words but… Continue reading FICTION: Eternal Thirty Minutes