After a pause, she added, “But one thing I do know is that they have left the country. So, this means we are left with a few very, very good writers. Most now will just be applying under pretense of being very, very good, when they are only good without the very squared or very single.” I sighed, “I know many have traveled Luba, but it cannot be that bad. I have put up the vacancy on the organisation’s webpage and hope to get responses from qualified people. Besides, this japa issue is overrated, it’s not as bad as people make it out to be.” Luba gave me an irritated look and shook her head, as if in pity for me, “Kai, this is not the Maimuna I know. You of all people are saying this? Where is the activist I know?” Of course I had become a softie and was not everything happening enough to make me one? I thought silently.
Maimuna’s Memoir: Japa And Other Stories: The Activist I know
