Dozzy Nika

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Aug, 2020

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14 Stories

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“The Pacification of a Helpless Activist” by Dozzy Nika

Submitted to Contest #99

“I heard that Odili postgraduate hall has been rejuvenated, and there is no more influx of undergraduate students.” Ken tells me.“If so, I will consider living there throughout my postgraduate programme.” I respond.What he tells me actually is true: the nuisance from the undergraduate male students in Eni and Alvan halls has ended. Eni and Alvan, adjacent to each other, are the two complexes used as undergraduate male hostels in the university. When I was an undergraduate, students living in Eni and Alvan often came to Odili, the only postgr...

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“Ten Percent” by Dozzy Nika

Submitted to Contest #97

Fear, boredom and restlessness made her look out of the window. The full moon reflected more light than usual to the earth. She could even see objects several metres away, and it made her more scared. She couldn’t help it, but to continue looking out for strange movements and figures.Lilian had never tried so hard to stimulate sleep until that night when her parents sent her away because of her staying out late. It was due to her promiscuity. Before as usual, it used to be her mother’s high pitched voice shouting away the roof, echoing, and ...

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“MERRY-GO-ROUND” by Dozzy Nika

Submitted to Contest #87

I wonder how some fathers enjoy being seen like gods in their families. In Eugene’s three-bedroom bungalow, he demarcated his bedroom into two with a hard wooden board so that he and his wife could have their separate rooms. They began sleeping differently in their rooms, but for some terrific and glorious nights that they slept together. It was only during those special nights that Kate, his wife would rest on his broad hairy chest, and tell him the things they needed at home, which within his capacity, he would not hesitate to provide. The...

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“How to Ruin Someone's Event” by Dozzy Nika

Submitted to Contest #79

It was only the roof of Princess Alexandria Auditorium (PAA) that was seen from a distance at sunset. Students had fully occupied the seats in the canopies outside the auditorium, some argued over their standing-spaces, those that were sitting now complained that they wouldn’t get any view of what would be projected later; consequently, they stood when the programme commenced. Some jostled in the crowd, in front of the auditorium to get a view of the programme of events through the windows, stood firm at their spots for hours till the progra...

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“Birthed in the Kitchen” by Dozzy Nika

Submitted to Contest #78

The first time Obi heard Ken discuss business outside office was when Ken told him to quit working at the consulting firm, and take up cooking as a business, create an extension of his wife’s bar, rebrand it, and generate more revenue. After having a taste of the savoury meals Obi prepared, he stood, following Obi like the way egrets followed a cattle, and trying to make him see reasons to venture into cooking. Obi knew him well, and could tell when he was serious or not. And this time, he was serious, trying to find the centre of my eyeball...

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“Following a Different Route” by Dozzy Nika

Submitted to Contest #70

It had barely begun to drizzle when Sarah and Maria walked from the laboratory to their supervisor’s office. Maria had to slow her pace because of Sarah, who sandwiched their record file between her singlet and sweater – hiding it from the rain, and plodded towards Dr. Ade's office. Sarah entered his office, and Maria followed. His office was tiny because he had demarcated it. He used the inner room which was larger for his private research, and the remaining little space, for his paper works. His table and chair occupied one-third of t...

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“The Great Tamarind Tree” by Dozzy Nika

Submitted to Contest #68

Jane and David waited and watched the sunrise, and immediately went under the tamarind tree near a lake. Jane's buttocks clapped in perfect unison as she walked. She had a piquant face with appealing eyes. She was voluptuous, too. And her bewitching smile had charmed David the first day he saw her. David wore a short and a loose shirt – the kind of shirt he usually wore to sleep at night or the one he might give to their gate guard pretty soon. The tamarind tree was close to the lake, about two hundred metres behind a Presbyterian church. Th...

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“Week Four” by Dozzy Nika

Submitted to Contest #64

Doing everything my parents have set for me could make them reach orgasm, but this time, they might end up feeling something close to grace; I might learn witchcraft.  After I had intentionally failed the Federal Common Entrance Exam, Mummy still followed backyard to get me admitted into the University Demonstration High School. I didn’t want to go to a boarding school, but I had no choice, unless I killed myself. Dad waved at the pot-bellied gate man and drove in. The first thing that caught my attention was their awesome football pitc...

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“Underground” by Dozzy Nika

Submitted to Contest #61

We have known Eugene as a struggling business man who sells carpentry tools, He moves into a new apartment, becomes a super distributor of cement, iron and steel few weeks after his wife is buried. Papa says that Eugene’s wife’s relatives almost fought him during his wife’s burial for his defiance in allowing them see his wife’s corpse when she was lying-in-state; how he guarded the coffin was unusual till she got laid down. Papa is always lively and creates stories from events that don’t have life in them – literally, not worth telling. He ...

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“ The Joys of Parenting ” by Dozzy Nika

Submitted to Contest #59

If I knew that my wife would punish me during this pandemic period, I wouldn’t even consider my choice as an option – moving from Lekki to Ipaja. Recently, I bought a house in Ipaja at about one-sixth the estimated original price from a drug addict who inherited his father’s property. Any sane person would prefer living in cool, bright and modernized Lekki to living in rough, congested and rowdy Ipaja. It took days for her to agree for us to move to our new home in Ipaja – a four bedroom duplex with a security building and enough space at th...

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“Holidays are Special” by Dozzy Nika

Submitted to Contest #58

We never knew that the reason she gave us the keys to her office was to carefully move our apparatus and reagents to the Project Laboratory. She wasn’t much of a talker and she barely answered our questions if later, we could decipher the solution. We entered her office in the morning after a long walk in the tiny showers, hoping to set up a four-hour reaction before lectures began for that day and realized that the magnetic stirrer and reflux condenser were no longer on top of the wooden table near the window we performed our reactions. Tho...

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“A PARTING GIFT BORNE OUT OF PASSION” by Dozzy Nika

Submitted to Contest #57

Things started falling apart when St. Bridget's students started smuggling in foodstuff like rice, spaghetti, noodles, raw eggs and yam, instead of biscuits, corn flakes, golden morn, rice crispies and other beverages. They cooked with immersion heaters in small thick aluminium buckets and they learned how to insulate themselves from electric shock pretty well in case of faulty immersion heaters. The metallic buckets were amalgamated with plastic buckets and the plastic spoons used in stirring food were still held with a fabric. The major ac...

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“Caught in a Web” by Dozzy Nika

Submitted to Contest #55

This taxi driver’s voice reminds me of Esosa. They look alike, too. I’m looking through the window, reminiscing how I met The Brethren and whether they would come to get me, again. I’ll keep to Ojo's order – I wouldn’t talk to anyone about it. I'd rather write it. Since I already knew The Brethren, I hope to see Ojo again. Staying with him is like drinking beer. I also hope he brings me business as promised. He’s still my guy.  In Nigeria, when there’s power outage for long, the freezer spoils, the foods get defrosted, one warms th...

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“OASIS” by Dozzy Nika

Submitted to Contest #54

No one believed that Chiugo would become popular on campus when we were fresh men. She was small and had a poor command of English. After our first year, first semester exams, she metamorphosed; she became popularly known as African Queen and became the first female students’ Union President on Campus. My friends were weird; they were known for things like: promiscuity, being cocky, belligerence or being too religious. Chris, my next-door neighbour and friend was notorious. Austin was exceedingly good. Chiugo was one of my friends, too. In f...

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Author bio

Dozzy loves to write short stories based on the lives he chooses for random persons.