Posts
INSIDE THE KITCHEN. 24TH DEC, 1988 CHAPTER ONE She was beautiful, extremely gorgeous, her beauty could make a cad stop a bullet, 'her man was so happy he had married her, I heard him scream.... 'after all education minus beauty is a ricochet of cataclysm ‘me wondered aloud 'who thought him this big 'oyibo'? But 'she and 'her' man both had a problem. Everybody knew he was a gentle man of the road and his wife the sweetest lady of very easy virtue: but that is the story for the gods, he remembered the story for the gods, a popular tune from a junkie in1988, his name Olamide, for now,he need his food. "That’s why he married that fine ass" he spoke softly to himself. Mr. Briar was my dad, he told me he waited for six years, six god forsaken years before I was born, he visited Brahma Pradash in Hamdallah all to avail. Then, i was born when all hope was lost; the doctor even told