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How Tobaski Ram Becomes Pressure Cooker in a Harmonious Home
No one in our shores is oblivious of the feel good factor that comes with a sacrificial ram. It puts smiles on the faces of…
Seeping Souls
The old furniture that gets shipped in.
A pile of them by the road side. Faded leather, bug ridden.
The man with the hungry…
Alieu Badara and the “Bandi” Inspiration
It all started when he got into action movies. After he received that bag full of DVDs from his uncle on one of his visits from…
Rape at the Time of Political Uncertainty
The mass exodus of Gambians to neighboring Senegal and remote border villages in the frenzied scramble for safety when Yaya Jammeh…
She (a poem)
To the young girl, lady or old woman who suffered or is suffering the pains of a splitting tenderness, I give you my words…
A bed…
1981: Locked in a Warehouse and Forgotten
It was the fourth day. Most of us were still alive. My eyes had adjusted to the darkness enough that I could make out the dark…
The All-Encompassing Nothingness
The rains,
They come from the place where the stolen things return.
They come with the wind which in futility tries to blow…
How I Came To Write – A Glimpse of Nirvana
It is one of those far off memories, partly there, partly gone. I remember being taken aback by the color of the sky. It was so…
How Does One Get Over Grief
And so I asked, how does one get over grief?
There must be a technique to it. A secret method. A secret that had been…
When Ndumbeh Died – Part 2
Abdou Nying - one of the purest, most humble persons to have graced the soils of my grandfather’s house. He came from Senegal many…
