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The Year I Came To America: An Experiment in Memoirs
The year I came to America began at the American embassy in Lagos. It is one of the many memories of my last days in Nigeria I recall vividly. We were all waiting like defendants for the judge’s verdict. Will it be favorable? Will it not? Were the questions that probably roamed our minds. We were anxious, even our brief infrequent conversations were tense. Quick vapid twitch of the lips replaced our smiles, there were no laughter. As typical of a regular morning in Nigeria, it was very hot and the shades of the dispersed coconut trees outside the embassy provided little respite from the sun. Besides, we were all…
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Oh yes it does. Unless we choose to lie to ourselves, we would admit that we don’t just fall in pure unadulterated love with someone the moment we meet them. There has to be an initial tug, something that made that person attractive to us, and it doesn’t necessarily have to be a sexual thing whereby we fall for a physical feature or attribute. Lust is not always sexually inclined. But there is no such thing as a romantic love that is forged without a reason. People often shy away when asked why they love the other person, because we assume that if there is a reason to it, then…
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On my usual train ride back home from lectures two nights ago, I reflected on the events of the week. I was seated at my favorite spot near a window, so it was easy for my mind to wander peacefully. I love looking into the pitch black tunnel. Some times, quick flashes of light streaks across my vision as the train quickly advances through the tunnel. Looking out the lexan window makes me feel I’m all alone in a world of my own, my cocoon. I momentarily forget about the other commuters sojourning to their various destinations. I plug in my earpiece to my favorite afrobeats and let the sound…
