The light flickered on unwillingly after its usual 12hour demise. These were hard times where everything was out of line. Things had fallen apart and mere anarchy had replaced order and sanity. Streets and street corners were filled with ebony black darkness through which the feeble light of a torch could not cut. The menacing tone of his voice alone coupled with the Crimson red of his eyes told the driver to not argue but do exactly as told. This was the third time the co.

Liar Liar pants on fire. There are little things I would like to keep private, close to my heart and not let it out. So much is happening in my life at this stage i have to struggle to keep up and be cool, keeping up appearances, smiling for the people watching.

8230;Ghanaian stories by Maukeni Padiki Kodjo. For the first time in a very long time, I saw Ghanaians unite in the most extraordinary way to celebrate your victory.