What is life all about? for the money or for the power? for superiority or claiming am the man in charge? They call it a race, I call it a rat race of futility.. They say live and live no more, why live when apparently I will live no more? Why struggle for power when I will give up all someday? Why bring to life, when the living are not sure of the next moment? Why attempt
I'd I Knew It Was My Last Moment??
Giving-up The Ghost With-out Apology
Just when I thought I was going to celebrate my examination success with my family after leaving the hall to a bar joint the EleHouse at the University, was the great bad news I never anticipated, nor bargain at the market place or foresaw in the darkest blues of a cold night.....
It was my final exams for the first semester academic session as a Postgraduate student, a paper we all dread with great fear and wink of sight. We've all prepared hard with countless hours and sleepless night, countless energy drinks have gone down our bellies, our
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