Chronicles of Dania

Category: Societal

  • The Single Story: My Name is Asad

    I am excited. But I am sad too. I am excited and sad. Today, Mama, Amina, Ayana and I make the journey out of this place. Amina and Ayana are my sisters. Amina is six and Ayana is three. I like Ayana more than I like Amina. Amina doesn’t respect…

  • The Single Story (Intro)

    Hey Guys. So. There seems to be a ‘series’ trend going round blogsville.   Well I couldn’t carry last now could I? A whole ‘Dania? Mba nu.   Seriously though.   I am starting a series. It is called ‘The Single Story’. And no it wasn’t birthed out of my…

  • Why Won’t You Protect Me?

    Okay people, first things first:   Happy Birthday to ME!!!!   So. That said. If you like what you see on this here blog, Please nominate and subsequently vote for Chronicles of Dania in the Nigerian Blog Awards by taking time out to fill the nomination form here http://www.nigerianblogawards.com/register.php Please remember…

  • To The Corner

    He smiled. She froze. She knew that smile; knew what was coming. “Go to the corner.” As she dragged her feet to the corner of the spacious moderately furnished living room, she let out a heavy sigh and tried to remember a time when things had been different. She couldn’t.…

  • FREEFALL.

    I rarely feature guest writers but I saw this and I knew I just had to share it. We call ourselves ‘Soul Sisters’ because we find that we are similar in a lot of ways. Her writing however, is imbued with such beauty as I can only applaud from a…

  • KILL ME. NOW.

    >Hey Guys,Two things:1) It is with heaviness in my heart and deep sadness that i make this announcement. I have given in. I have sold out. I’m moving my blog to WordPress :'( I was hoping to hit a particular number of page views before i moved but…Blogger served me…

  • NO.

    >He moved over her, anchoring his weight on his elbows. She sighed. It had been a long day and she really just wanted to sleep. He began to kiss her lips and she decided to let him, at least for a while. She splayed her fingers on his bare chest,…

  • This Life That Was Given Me.

    >11:30am Hin go soon come. Make i go baff, set my face. I hope say dis pancake go cover all dis marks dis time.  *sigh* I taya. That last customa of yestahday, that man wicked so. I never see that kain before. And hin no wan pay extra oh after…

  • The Noses and Horses.

    >22nd August 2006.5.00pm…TICK…TICK…TICKGreen. Please God let it be green. Dear God…Tick, tick, tick…Blue.Shit.“Buife! Nwanyibuife!”“Yes mum!”“Are you okay? You’ve been in there for quite a while.”“I’m fine mum.”“Okay, I’m going to the supermarket, do you want to come along?”“No mum, I’m pretty tired. I think I’ll just rest a while.”“Okay, see…