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Living in Lagos is a skill, that's what everyone is shouting. Even those who aren't living in Lagos are shouting and I'm just there like what? Biko shut up already before I...well, what can I do? I can barely help myself right now. Would have been easy if I could go back home but I can't even. Imagine oh, I left home by 12. I work as a customer service officer for wekofoam. On this day, I lied to fam that I had work meanwhile it was my off day. The plan was to go to Gbola’s place. Gbola was bae at the time so it was a love inspired trip. I stayed at a place called Enilolobo meaning ‘the person who went is the person who came back’. Whoever made those names though and it wasn't even a Lagos place. It was somewhere like 10 minutes from where actual Lagos started from my end - Ishaga. My afternoon shift usually starts at 2pm so I leave home by 11:30 to join the bus by 12. So I left around that same time on this fake work day. I had no cash so I planned to use the atm...

Who could have thought that Tunde, the bike man, would get his bike snatched from him by his passengers just this morning, this morning eh? He had just carried them from the junction to a destination he wasn’t too familiar with but he was going to ‘rough’ it. The ‘scope’ a lot of bike men uses to avoid losing their potential clients. He knew something was wrong when everywhere seemed quiet and deserted, that was when he told them he wasn’t going anymore. They agreed and got off his bike only to give him the beating of his life and left with his bike. He didn’t know how he got to the bus-stop. All he knew was that he was on the floor telling his story in tears to people hoping a good Samaritan was listening. He had his wife in the hospital and was hoping he’d make some money before evening to pay up part of her bills. He even had an outstanding debt of 500k which he had been paying in 50ks; he had paid just twice when the bike was taken - his only means of livelihood. He was a fathe...

I pray that you remain healthy I pray that you never have to consider surviving through illegal means I pray that you never have to invest in something that won't yield good results I pray that you find love I pray that the one you love loves you back I pray that you prosper I pray that you learn to unlearn bad stuff Hehehe, touche I pray that you have enough wealth to help others I pray that you never have to ask your enemies for food or anything I pray that you make your parents proud I pray that you have strength in weak moments I pray that you forgive even those who don't ask for it I pray that you find happiness I mean!!! He does hear I pray that you have sense to decipher nonsense I pray that you are surrounded by amazing friends I pray that you allow good thoughts override the evil ones I pray that you have the platform to showcase your talent I pray that you always have food on your table I pray that you always have cloth on your back ...

"Good afternoon oh" "Good afternoon sir" The bank teller collected the withdrawal ticket he stretched forth towards her and checked the application needed to verify if he was indeed the one. Verifying that, she went ahead to attempt to debit his ticket but it bounced back because his account didn't have the amount he requested. "Are you expecting cash?" she asked. That was a stylish way of telling him he didn't have the cash in account. He nodded in the affirmative. She felt sorry for him not because of his balance because that was something she saw happen every day, she only felt sorry because he looked like he really needed the cash. The smiling expression on his face turned straight as soon as she broke the news.   Few days later, he came again with the same ticket. She didn't bother verifying his signature and photograph as she was still yet to get over the other day's event. "Ekaasan sir" she greeted him i...

'Don't touch the system' he shouted, no response. He kept repeating it as students flooded the e-exam hall until someone said "o ti to, ha" (aka issokay we've heard). At some point, someone had to ask "till when?" and a lot of people seconded, thirded and four...nevermind. When he announced "you can start", I logged on immediately but it didn't show my course. Same happened to the other two people who were writing the same course with me - French. I thought to myself "maybe this is a sign that I'm not supposed to take this course". "Log out and log in again" he said, I kept wishing it won't work so I won't risk failing though I didn't feel bad about not reading because I didn't even understand most of the words and google translator is quite useless according to my experience.   I logged in and it worked so I began, the ball was in my court but I wasn't willing to kick yet infact I...