‘He is not your best friend’. JG says. ‘Whatever…’ I say defiantly. We have had this conversation before. It happens once or twice a year. This time it’s on my birthday, when I get a phone call from my (best) friend Daniel, wishing me a happy birthday. Daniel and I met at work. Before JG … More Why can’t he be my best friend?!
This is Amina’s story. She leans back on the sofa and wipes her hands over her face after the Asr prayers. Amina is my cousin’s older step sister, same dad different mums. She was in the neighbourhood and decided to drop by. She has brought her friend Salimah with her. ‘I was new in this … More Amina’s story
I notice her before she sees me. How could I miss her, with her curly reddish hair, Mediterranean olive skin, tight black jeans and matching black top. She stands out from the crowd. She always stood out. I hear someone calling my name. I know its her. I don’t look back. She calls me … More Walking away
My friend M is fun. She is funny and spontaneous. She is supportive and loyal. She and I go back many years. We met through a mutual friend who used to leave in her neighbourhood back in the day. She has a big heart. M has always been there for me. I feel … More Best Friends Forever
The World According To Deka's Daughter 