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BAYRON: a noun (name of person) Meaning: Sweet and Kind. Romantic. My supposed drug dealer 30-day boyfriend But Love happened Symptoms; Constant desire for my company Continuous request for an opportunity to impregnate me immediately Offer to take me to meet his family Narration of his life story On my part I liked him a little more than a bit Reasons; He is sarcasm personified He likes them natural Humble to the core, or so I think Exposed My problem however with the situationship; He wants to live a fairytale life with me Too bad my life is too serious for tales It’s a week today but seems like the last of our 30 day journey I can’t continue because I don’t want to hurt him, I’m nice like that He is really deep in, waist-deep to be precise I don’t know if I’m the sweetest girl on earth or people like him never really met girls like me I did learn a lesson or two and these seven days have been a bitter-sweet-sour mix, which I don’t reg

Welcome to another episode of Stories In Transit I usually tell stories from my interstate travels but this time I’ll be telling from inside town errands. Since I moved to this city, I have been privileged to take buses and cabs and tricycles to my different destinations as opposed to when I used to be either driven around or drive around by myself. It’s not been an all-jolly ride but I’m paying my dues humbly. Unto today’s gist; I boarded a bus from point A to B which has a fixed cost of ₦ X. As the journey proceeded, the driver had to pick people along the road going towards our direction. One thing he kept hammering on, whenever he picked a passenger was the price ( ₦ X). As much as I mind my business a lot, my ears are always picking up both useful and useless information from my environment. That is how I heard him tell a pair of girls that joined in our journey, the price. What I don’t know is, if they heard or not. So fast forward to when the girls were close to alig

They are the keepers, The ride-and-dies, They are the ones with the bad habits and lingering weakness, The ones that will have many fall-outs with you but still stay till the end. I always say, if I’ve never had a fight with you then I don’t consider you my real friend. (Fight as in, serious argument or disagreement or contrasting views and thought pattern about a subject) You know what makes these ones special? Their imperfectness has opened their eyes to the imperfection that lies in every one and the understanding that our imperfections don’t render us invalids but makes us beautiful and friendship is about covering up for the weaknesses of each other and learning to live together through it all. They know forgiveness. They understand the meaning of friendship. They will always show up for you somehow. Those are the ones you should keep in your life. They have gone through multiple midlife-crises at just age 35. They have made very bad choices. Th

Dear parents, this is for you. Your words are very powerful in the life of your child, not just your words, your actions and reactions to every occurrence in life. Be very cautious because these young ones are not just watching but learning and these your words and actions will be the very foundation of most if not all of their perception, comprehension and acceptance of life. I have two sample cases of the both sides of your role in their lives and the after effect several years after. These samples represent the different sides of a coin. Let’s borrow the names Jenna and Jessica. Jenna had a not so well to do father who always made sure Jenna had everything she needed regardless of his financial status. He made plans to ensure his children had the basic needs of education, clothing, shelter, food and the extra needs of birthday gifts, bread from travel and so on, met. If there was an activity in school, Jenna’s father made sure she had all the things required. One day

It usually irks me whenever I see or hear the “God When” phrase. What are you God whening for? Do you know what those people did, endured, sacrificed, to get there? Would you be ready to do the same? Or you would rather keep asking God when your package will fall on your lap? Ordinary to walk on the road with a smile, you cannot. And you want wife. SMH This used to be me but yesterday, how art the mighty fallen; I was the one using the phrase endlessly. So my friends and I were driving to a spot to chill when the gist started on how God has been moving on their behalves. Let’s call my friends Precious and Enigma We all didn’t have cash and were thinking of a POS spot so we don’t go through the huddles of going to an ATM that night when Enigma mentioned that she came out with her Bobo’s ATM CARD and not hers because Bobo said you can use the money inside. Enigma asked how much, Bobo said any amount but don’t just finish it. Ah! We were in shock and asked her the secr

One of those days I had to travel, I got stuck in traffic and missed the event I was going for but guess what! I met someone and had an interesting conversation with him. The journey ended up not being a total waste. It was a weird and interesting experience for me. So I sat in between two guys on the journey. Mr X was seated by my right while Mr Y, my left. I named him “Y” because why should I have a conversation with him… I felt he didn’t deserve it. Let me start from the beginning, please. We were all seated quietly minding our businesses except for me who was using my side eye to check out the guys seated next to me; their mannerisms, cologne or body odour, dress sense, etc, out of boredom oh not “aproko”….until we got stuck in a holdup (as per Nigerian bad roads plus those trailers that choose strategic bad spots to get spoilt in)…..our driver on the other hand was not patient enough and made bad decisions based on passengers suggestions….that’s how we spent close to tw