Life In Lagos

There is practically nothing or should I say rarely things you would hate about a girl/boy you have a crush on, on social media. No faults. He/she is always that perfect soul. Even if you find one (fault) you contemplate on it and rationalize. You begin to admire, endorse and credit everything he/she says, chats actually. From long conversations, emotions stirs up, you have a heavy heart, you spend half of your night before sleep daydreaming and conclusively you say; I think I’m in love . You begin to mutter words at yourself in your privacy most time forgetting your neighbors could be watching. The truth is…. I love it. When I think about it I smile at myself. We are all humans we can’t help it most time. Yes…. some persons can fight it real hard most especially for those who consider decency, but others can’t because of what they have failed to take note of. And for the rest, they know what’s at stake, but they aren’t thinking with their head. When I said I love it I di

“You are paramount to this family”. It was her father’s mantra ever since arrangements were made for her to leave for school.  “You are the first and only girl of this family, so I want you to be careful while out there…very careful”.  Careful of friends. Careful of boys.  She knew what he meant. “Dad, Thanks! But you know this is a digital era. Nothing is going to happen to me. Besides I’m a big girl”, teasing him. “I’ll be fine”. It thrilled her so much that she would be moving out soon to see the world she had yearned long to see. She was well trained and mannered. Her parents were proud of her.   Her mom was never left out in offering her own piece or rather chunk of advices. It was inexhaustible. She cooked up strange scenarios and instances of how things went bad for students in school.  Mary left for school a week later. She was free. She met with different persons and her room mates were something else. They scarcely attended classes. They never failed to know the lat

    It felt like 'hell' trekking through the street of Nnebisi to my house.Though my black-alpha-shaped sun glasses seemed to save my sight, but my skin took the beat. Initially, i thought the sun would continue to shimmer. But now, it was terribly scotching than i have long felt. It felt like a vampire exposed to light and i couldn't take it no longer as my skin protested in perspiration and burn.    I ran into the shade of a provision store, less concerned about a few persons who were there. I was only saving myself until i found a better way home - a tricycle possibly. I faintly noticed a woman was staring at me with intent and a little disdain. To second check my guess, she was indeed. Before i turned my face away, she said almost yelling; ”Ahh! Why you dey run comot for sun? Abi you no know say sun good for body”? I thought it was a joke initially until i noticed that intent and disdain still registered on her face. To answer her in a polite manner - for a woman so

Under the clouds the moon appeared so dull yet bright enough to see the trees the birds and bats flying so swiftly, a rustling sound of mild wind began to set in gradually meanwhile the bush around buzz with sounds from various insects. It gradually began to get dark! all alone; I suddenly found myself all the stars seem to have sunken so