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Khalabari: A Night in the Graveyard
Khalabari: A Night in the Graveyard
Khalabari: A Night in the Graveyard
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Ever since his miraculous recovery, Tola has found it difficult to expunge the memory of that dreary night from his mind. It might sound crazy, yet, it is true. Moa Town, this Monrovian suburb has no comparison; she is simply in a world of her own. She is like a mystery. This book throws light on its very existence.
In this classic, Tola tried to recall his encounter with the living dead, an experience that took him through different states of anxiety, disorientation, and exhaustion, painful exhilaration, and thrilling misadventures.
Looming with evil and desperation, he must fight his way out from the place or face the inevitable. 'Khalabari: A night in the Graveyard' will probably have much of the same effect or grip on you.
LanguageEnglish
Release dateAug 4, 2011
ISBN9781426979248
Khalabari: A Night in the Graveyard
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MAC EMEKA EZEMEZUE

Hon. Zeemac is the president of Pearl Research Centre for Human Development/Academy (PRCHDA) Africa, an organization that is committed to promote spirituality, education & human development, as means to empower and uplift man from the shackles of backwardness.

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    Khalabari - MAC EMEKA EZEMEZUE

    © Copyright 2011 Mac Emeka Ezemezue.

    All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted, in any form or by any means, electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording, or otherwise, without the written prior permission of the author.

    Printed in the United States of America.

    isbn: 978-1-4269-7923-1 (sc)

    isbn: 978-1-4269-7924-8 (e)

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    Contents

    Introduction

    Chapter One

    Chapter Two

    Chapter Three

    Chapter Four

    Chapter Five

    Chapter Six

    Chapter Seven

    Chapter Eight

    Chapter Nine

    Chapter Ten

    Chapter Eleven

    Epilogue

    Introduction

    A night in the Graveyard is an adrenalin adventure novel; its interchangeability and connectedness of terms would gain the approval of different classes of people. The author tried to use as few fictitious facts as possible to delineate the unfortunate hideous events of one night involving Tola, an ambitious youth in search of the Golden Fleece in Monrovia, the oldest independent capital in Africa. The book pivots profoundly on the shocking discovery of an unimaginable necropolis that exists in Moa town, a Monrovian suburb. Its fictionalizations would warm its way enthusiastically both for the reading pleasure and enjoyment of the literati.

    Incredible were the main characters and setting of this novel; they have some weird wildness about them. Though, there are no real ghosts or supernatural happenings, the story is essentially about Moa town cemetery with its kind of massive and gloomy environment that Tola found himself, and the unremarkable circumstances that brought him face to face with the people living in the very heart of the cemetery, who tormented and oppressed him.

    The sense of the narrative logic of the work points naturally to one direction, a right-on for African macabre, being perpetuated by the exploitations of the expansionists.

    One aspect of this energy sapping work, which I spoke above, is its capacity of discovering an incredible group of people, living in a cemetery. The world that this enormous energy works upon is littered with the jumbled reality of this uncommon experience, which asserted the relationship between bad and good leadership. The divide, all right-minded persons reading this piece of work would be shocked to note is being perpetuated by avarice and insensibilities of African leaders in league with the neo-expansionists.

    Though, so many inconsistencies might arise from my ignorance and way of writing, yet I do own that there could be no better chance for contributing my own quota to the progress of art and literature. In the present circumstance, this is only an honest effort to relay an unbelievable experience satirically both to the general public and to the literary world. I tried to gather them in one heap and wished to turn them all into ridicule.

    All the characters, events, and most of the places named in this story, are purely fictitious. Resemblance to real people is by coincidence. However, it should be added that certain topographical features delineated herein were used to mock bad dimensions of African leaders and their follies. The name Moa town, given to the somber scenery of this story, may disappoint searchers too.

    The Author

    Chapter One

    One Friday night in January, the time the moon had just enthroned herself in the vast enclosed wild known as Monrovia, the capital of the oldest independent republic in Africa. Such nights as this in Central Monrovia were very busy nights, bubbling with night crawlers and fun seekers hopping from one nightclub to another in search of pleasure.

    In such nocturnal and nostalgic nights, the most thorough night crawlers, feeling they had a natural right to wander in the city for lecherous indulgences, want to explore the secrets of the city’s nightlife and to touch the highest levels of its gaiety. Also for the most thorough eager-beavers, they are alluring temptations to work throughout the nights. Cab drivers too, for the lucrative part of such lively and energetic nights usually feel tempted within the limit of legitimate allowance to continue working throughout the night.

    This night, Tola was driving through Broad Street on his usual routine as a cabby around the metropolis when a passenger flagged him down.

    The atmosphere over Broad Street was clear and

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