“No men, it’s not about de small flat, it’s… see bossie, Dikuna men, I’m fully fed up men, fully fed up!”

Illustration/Uday Mohite

There was a whoosh of wind outside my door, a shadowy figure passed by, followed by a knock, then several knocks. As the door opened, there was a sharp burst of light… and a caped figure appeared — it was Lobo Lobo. 

“Lobo Lobo what are you doing?”

“Dikuna men, I’m fully bored men, so I have developed a superhero persona. Plus, I am finding it more and more difficult to live inside my flat, it’s too small, clostrofobic blinking…” 

“Is your flat too small?” I asked.

“No men, it’s not about de small flat, it’s… see bossie, Dikuna men, I’m fully fed up men, fully fed up!”

“What are you fed up of, Lobo Lobo?”

“See men I’m tired of who’s inside my flat —

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