MAGICAL MONDAYS WITH KREATE
of people who have cardiac arrests live to tell the story,’ he had said in a thick Indian accent. But I still couldn’t shake off the ominous feeling that Tubosun might die because of the dream.
It was an afro-haired lady in a white shirt tucked professionally into a pair of black trousers, and a stethoscope hanging casually around her neck. She was beaming. ‘I am Tayo, and I’ll be taking over from Doctor Royapally.’ She walked up to me, extended a hand.
However, I suspect the purpose of that flash was to form a bond between us.’
Time will tell,’ she smiled.I was curious about the wooden necklace. ‘Where is that wooden necklace? I have never seen it around your neck.’
Kreate is a budding Nigerian writer with a flair for fiction. Writing for him began sometime in secondary school where he dabbled in poetry and plays. He has authored two self-published short novels.
He is a banker and lives in Surulere. Read more interesting pieces at KREATEATALE