Fictions by Ima.

Hey there! Hope the week went well for you and the stress of it is waning? Here's a short story of what I call CASTLE IN THE MUD. When I dropped the phone,  I was too happy to say anything. My siblings only knew that I had gotten good news when they saw my wide grin. I was proud of myself, I felt as if my status had been elevated; no one was going to see me as a child anymore for I was going to be a house owner.  Oh yeah! I'm going to have my own house and live on my own,  by myself (obviously) and have my own space.. I was to leave town in a matter if weeks and my super hero friend had just helped me to secure an apartment. I had dreamed of this day all my life and was all too excited to hear that he had found a place for me. You see,  I've always been my family's baby,  I've never really known what it meant to be a grown up even though I was approaching my mid twenties. I had most of my decisions taken for me, and I had everyone protecting me. Don't get me...

Well, where would be his final destination?

“ I probably should have told my boss that Yemi was behind my new looks, maybe he wouldn’t have sacked me. ” I thought as I dialed her number. I called her more than seven times, but she kept ending the calls, and it pained me even more because I needed to tell her my sad story, and then we could meet and I would try forgetting my worries when laying by her and cuddling her. But no, it wasn’t going to be possible because she wasn’t picking up, and the fear of my landlord was large enough to prevent me from going home, at least not when the day was still bright. I then found a little bar to sit down and think of my new found sorrow. My heart was so hurt that I couldn’t think straight, and it pained me more because I didn’t have up to a hundred naira on me. So I simply sat there and watched everyone eat and drink like life was never ending. And after like an hour of meditation and sober reflection, I had weighed up every chance that stood before me, and then I concluded and summoned u...

Desperation is a state of despair, or utter hopeless; abandonment of hope; extreme recklessness; reckless fury. I bet almost every human being have been in this state at some point or the other. A student who has his final exams coming up and hadn't paid his fees. He may have to miss the exams if he doesn't pay before time. He has no where to get the money from and is left hanging on fate or faith. A widow with children having a very bad day at the market. She hopes to make sales to give her children just one meal for the day but every buyer seem not to be seeing that she is a trader, and it's almost closing time. Her kids may just have to sleep on empty stomach again. A hardworking, beautiful lady with brains who possesses all the qualities of an almost perfect woman, but is not married. She is perplexed by the fact that though she meets with a sea of men daily, none have ever taken notice of her to ask her out let alone request her hand in marriage. She wonders if she...

I received the letter from him still outweighed with shock and I was yet to receive any clue from above as to what next I was to say. I swear I didn’t see that coming, and worse still when I had not gotten any query since I started work at Banjo’s Conglomerate. “ Drop whatever you are doing and leave the office premises immediately ” he then dropped the last bomb, and immediately turned to look into the file he held all this while. I stood there for some more two minutes, still hoping he would burst out laughing  and start confessing and teasing of how much of a joke he had cracked. But no, he did not even look up to me, he simply said without taking his head off the file “ if I see your face one more time in this office, I would not be held responsible for the consequences ” And so I let go of the door frame on which I had placed my hands all this time, and walked with my head bowed low to my tiny desk. Took out my bag from my last drawer, stocked with every little thing I own...