true and fiction
Extract from my book : http://www.uwankaa.com/novel/bitter-sweet/ Many years ago one of my favourite movies was `Coming To America’, featuring Eddie Murphy in a most hilarious portrayal of an African prince who had come to America in search of a wife. I came to America about two years ago certainly not …
`Oga, what is the colour of your money?’ That was the question a puny little policeman in the usual black uniform and oversized boots asked me at the airport. It was a question I cannot forget. No, it was not the usual policeman’s attempt to extort money from me. It …
My difficult eighteen months stint in the Nigerian College of Arts, Science & Technology, Enugu, without scholarship and not knowing where the next money would come from had its comic moments including hiding from the stewards trying to chase me out of the dining hall and sometimes locking me out …
The following is a story of man’s inhumanity to man. Names of individuals and of places have been changed to avoid embarrassment. James Dozie is a lawyer in his fifties with a flourishing practice in Awka. He is getting a fair share of the many cases going on. So he …
Okeke was an old man. It was difficult to tell his age. Most of his age mates were dead and buried. But he kept going strong. He used to be tall once, not now. Age had shrunken him and he was simply a wiry old man with a game leg …
I used to play tennis. Well, sort of! When I learnt to play the game I was in secondary school in Zaria. Then we called the racquets bats. Bats were simply shaped from slabs of wood into things that resembled oversized table tennis bats with longer handles. So my tennis …
`Don’t kill me! Please, please don’t kill me. I’ll do anything you want. Please. My wife! My children!’ I sat up suddenly, breathing heavily. It was the most horrible nightmare I ever had. I was covered in sweat. My wife, Blessing, was holding me, looking frightened. She said, `Ugoo, what …
The bus had taken twelve and half hours to get to Awka, his home town. It had had to manoeuvre through failed portions of the road, an accident causing a long delay, police check points narrowing the `expressway’ with logs of wood into a single lane and finally the usual …
`Supreme Evangelist Anselm, you assaulted the complainant, Cornelius. His lips are stitched, his face swollen. Just look at what you have done to your fellow human being. Why? This is a most unholy behaviour for a man of God, the head of the Church Of Modern Day Messiahs. Why will …
The black suited prosecutor walked from his table towards the dock left hand in his pocket. He was slim with long thinning blond hair and piercing blue eyes. He stared sternly at Enake the accused and said sharply, `Mr Enake, tell this court why you were in Mr Joseph Van …
