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‘…..as I invite on stage, the Author of the award winning Novel, in person of ….’ his voice trailed off amidst the loud hooooos.I approached...

Don’t ever believe the saying that lowlifes are shameless. It is this thing, this thing around our neck that strangles our pride. Mama brings the...

Five years old, that was the age Akum was when we lost our dad and when I was born. Mom never failed to mention to...