Hello nairalanders . I'm Chris. I'm an Electrical Engineer and it's my first attempt of writing ... I mean apart from writing computer programs I have always loved literature and happened to be the only science student that offered literature in class back then in secondary school.

Below is just an intro to a paragraph or two... Not even a complete chapter. I'll call it an intro ... Just flexing my writing skills

Enjoy

He dug his left fore finger in his nostrils - a habit his wife loathed.He explored his nose thoughtfully while shaking his crossed legs harmonically like a ticking clock . His nake d belly heaved softly in resonance with his breathing , as if counting his breath. His soft, robust belly was his 5 year old son's favorite toy. He would fo ndle it, beat it like a drum or he would bury his young lips deep in the mountain of the soft flesh, then blow hard against it until both lips and belly produced a reverberating sound - the semblance of a loud fart. He would giggle, his young, innocent face beaming with excitement as he toyed with his father's belly .

Pa Williams pulled out his finger from his nostril. He examined it. His exploration was rewarded with a large mucus dangling at the tip of his finger.Using his thumb and index finger, He rolled the mucus into a ball, like the size of an okra seed and flicked his finger violently to get rid of the sticky secretion which stuck stubbornly on his finger . He needn't worry about his wife sneaking on him while he indulged in his precious hobby as his wife was hundreds of miles away ,tending to their daughter who was delivered of a bouncing baby - a ceremony the Igbo tribe called Omugo. He hated to admit it but he missed his wife , Nneoma.

Nneoma was betrothed to Williams when ........

To be continued