It was on a Friday evening, the sun was setting and the atmosphere was filled with Cool breeze. Emeka had just returned from the market. Sales was poor no doubt, one could tell from the expression written all over his face. He had gone to the market that day with high expectations and a high spirit hoping to make a lot of sales but alas, he was disappointed. Things had not gone as he had hoped. His spirit was weak. He was lamenting over and over again.
Just as he walked into his green painted two bedroom apartment which he shared with his wife, he could percieve the strong aroma of egusi soup that filled the air. This was...