Living on God’s own terms 5 and 6

I woke up crying. I didn’t want to leave but I needed to. God still wanted me to live, purpose wasn’t fulfilled yet. I wondered why Mr Bala who traveled a long time ago was here. One year sure, hadn’t elapsed. I thought I had been there for a year for a second but IContinue reading “Living on God’s own terms 5 and 6”

Living on God’s own terms 3.

“Good day sir. Are you Mr King Adeoti?”“Yes, I am.”“Your mum, Is she? She’s Mrs Adeoti, right?”“Yes”“Umm, We lost her and we’d like you to come see her and make the necessary arrangements to get her to the mortuary”“Could you make it tomorrow?” (Line breaks)“Muuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuummmmmmmmyyyyy!”(screams)“Hello sir? Sir?”“M…uuummmmmmmm” (breaks down ) I stood at that spotContinue reading “Living on God’s own terms 3.”

Living on God’s own terms 2

Upon opening the letter, I found that I was accepted into the organisation but I’d have to work at Kano for some months. I wasn’t happy. I was joyous. I screamed in my head and sang loudly (thank God, I was outdoor). I went back in to thank Mr Bala but he left already. I was going to wait for him to return when his secretary walked across the room, swaying her hips like one dancing to …

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