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How My NYSC Landlady Changed My Life Forever episode 5
Episode 5: The Day Everything Got Out of Hand I tried to avoid her again. After the day she showed me Chineduâs room and asked me to “pretend to be him,” I told myself she was grieving, not thinking straight. Maybe I had triggered old wounds. Maybe it was time to change apartments. But I […]
Read MoreHow My NYSC Landlady Changed My Life Forever episode 4
Episode 4: The Secret Behind the Locked Room She knocked again.This time, not gently.It was firm. Almost urgent. It was two days after that strange night â the one where she held my hand and whispered, âIâm here.âSince then, I had been avoiding herârushing off to school early, staying out late, pretending to nap anytime […]
Read MoreHow My NYSC Landlady Changed My Life Forever episode 3
Episode 3: The Night She Touched My Hand The night was warm and still. I had just returned from CDS and was too tired to cook. The moment I dropped my bag, there was a soft knock on my door. âMummy?â I called. âItâs me,â she replied, as usual â softly. She held a bowl […]
Read MoreHow My NYSC Landlady Changed My Life Forever episode 2
Episode 2: The Day I Called Her âMummyâ Three weeks passed. By then, I had settled into the rhythm of NYSC life. Wake up. Iron my khaki. Jump bike to school. Return dusty and tired. Fetch water. Sleep. Repeat. The compound was quiet. The kind of place you could hear your thoughts echo. No children […]
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How My NYSC Landlady Changed My Life Forever
Episode 1: The Room I Almost Rejected I still remember the day I first met her â Mrs. Adaora Uche, my NYSC landlady. If I had listened to my instincts, I wouldâve walked away from that dusty compound in Enugu the very moment I stepped into it. The gate creaked like it hadnât been opened […]
Read MoreAge Nineteen episode 5
Age nineteen Episode five The final episode Machines beeped widely, the air was dense with disinfectant, and I was surrounded by about eight men, all in white coats. My eyelids felt so heavy, but I tried opening my eyes. The light blinded me, and I shut my eyes. I gradually opened my eyes again. In […]
Read MoreAge Nineteen episode 4
Age nineteen Episode 4 It was only two days left to my birthday, when dad managed to contact the family of the girl that laid the curse. Expectancy hung in the air, I could hear my heart pound, as we sat in their living room waiting for either the lady or her parents. Ten minutes […]
Read MoreAge Nineteen episode 3
Age nineteen Episode 3 “Who are you ?” I asked the voice. “I’m your oldest sister Anabel” she responded. I asked her a lot of questions, and she provided me answers. We spent nearly two hours talking. “Tear out the first, the third and the thirteenth page of the diary, before you return the book.” […]
Read MoreAge Nineteen episode 2
Age nineteen Episode 2 I insisted on having a quiet birthday. I didn’t want anything too loud, because I needed time to think. Obviously, those other girls were my elder sisters, and they all died on their ninteenth birthday. I visited the orange tree, where the oldest girl was buried. There was nothing to show […]
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Age Nineteen
Age nineteen When I was younger, I remember that there were three other girls who lived with us. They were older than me, so I never did any chores. The only responsibility I had was to sleep and wake up. The oldest of them all was fourteen. The second one was Eleven years old, while […]
Read MoreMy Loquacious Roommate episode 7
#MY_LOQUACIOUS_ROOM_MATE FINAL EPISODE 7 We were suprised, having a good laugh and fearing for our lives at the same time. Life was no longer normal for us as we were now both humans and ghostsđ We could choose to be visible and invisible đł That helped us walk among people that knew us without creating […]
Read MoreMy Loquacious Roommate episode 6
#MY_LOQUACIOUS_ROOM_MATE EPISODE 6 CONTINUES Up we went the next day in our separate ways. Along the way I felt like something entered me. Was I hallucinating or it was a reality? I began to float on the seat of the keke that I was inside. I couldn’t control myself. I felt like certain powers had […]
Read MoreMy Loquacious Roommate episode 5
#MY_LOQUACIOUS_ROOM_MATE EPISODE 5 So we also retired for the night after a long day of working as ghosts on campus đ All play and no play na him make Jack de run belle as olodođ We were reminiscing about the activities of the day. When two students entered the compound. They had come to visit […]
Read MoreMy Loquacious Roommate episode 4
#MY_LOQUACIOUS_ROOM_MATE EPISODE 4 I woke up in the night and found Jeff praying passionately. I was moved to tears, see a destiny the devil intended to waste? I don’t know when he began but he prayed till daybreak. I had a dream before dawn came. It was more of a warning than a revelation. Some […]
Read MoreMy Loquacious Roommate episode 3
#MY_LOQUACIOUS_ROOM_MATE EPISODE 3 He held me and began to cry. Help me brother đ I’m doomed if you let them take me away đ Some hefty looking guys were bellowing with a baritone voice for him to move it. I was moved with compassion, so I asked what the problem was? One of the meanest […]
Read MoreMy Loquacious Roommate episode 2
#MY_LOQUACIOUS_ROOM_MATE EPISODE 2 These girls no get joy ooooo đ. I was just wide eyed and mouth looking at them as they were swearing at me. They pushed me out and locked the door as they wiggled their waist with my food stuffs in hand.đ I brought out my keys and opened the door. Unwashed […]
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My Loquacious Roommate
#MY_LOQUACIOUS_ROOM_MATE Back in my undergraduate days. I had a loquacious room mate. I did late registration for some unforseen circumstances and so accomodations were hard to come by. I sought a way to find a place where I can keep my things and lay my head. I laboured from morning till night and had to […]
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The Firstborn They Forgot Was Human â A True Nigerian Story
I was barely eleven years old when I learned what it meant to be a firstborn in a Nigerian home. My mother, a teacher, had just delivered her fourth childâmy youngest brother, Tochukwuâwhen I overheard my father say to our neighbor, âChisom will have to grow up fast now. Sheâs our second mummy.â At eleven. […]
Read MoreGrim episode 11
#Grim Concluding part!!! © Omotayo Olukemi Aiyemo Words failed me… I was left to choose between the devil and the deep sea… telling him the truth by agreeing or refuse it by denying it ever happened. And another problem is that I can’t place which is the devil or deep sea between the two options […]
Read MoreGrim episode 10
#Grim Episode Ten © Omotayo Olukemi Aiyemo SAVE ME PLEASE… SAVE ME FROM TADE….. I looked at the sender to confirm my worst fear, it was from Abisade mi At this point, I didn’t even remember how she had asked me to leave her, her marriage alone. Well, I kind of did, but does it […]
Read MoreGrim episode 9
#Grim Episode Nine © Omotayo Olukemi Aiyemo I read Lekan’s threat, over and over and my blood boiled vigorously that I almost ran mad with rage. I needed something, anything or even someone to unleash my fury on, and Bisade is the only one available. DAMN IT! I needed to release me from the grip […]
Read MoreGrim episode 8
#Grim Episode Eight © Omotayo Olukemi Aiyemo “Guess who’s here? Her mom asked with a smile on returning to the ward, in less than an hour. Bisade opened her eyes immediately and her face lightened up with a smile. I traced her gaze to the door post only to behold my worst nightmare, Olamilekan… “YOU […]
Read MoreGrim episode 7
#Grim Episode Seven © Omotayo Olukemi Aiyemo I watched my heart jumped out of my body as the officer signalled that I do as she bade. The distance between us was like that of Mercury to Neptune. Every step I took made me view my end, graphically and crystal clear. My heart watched from corner […]
Read MoreGrim episode 6
#Grim Episode six © Omotayo Olukemi Aiyemo How’s your head feeling? Hope the headache had subsided or should I go get the doctor?” He continued and added inaudibly “CRAZY WIFEY” Why is Tade doing this to me? Why is he calling me crazy? What have I done to him to deserve this? What has gotten […]
Read MoreGrim episode 5
#Grim Episode Five © Omotayo Olukemi Aiyemo Is Tade not the dragon chased out of heaven? Or must he be with horns before anyone of you would be able to identify him as the devil himself? Before I dropped off…I thought of how I didn’t deserve this not even at the later part of my […]
Read MoreGrim episode 4
#Grim Episode Four © Omotayo Olukemi Aiyemo Would it not be for my advantage if she becomes truly mad? As in, living with a crazy wife would be less detrimental to my person than being a convict….or what do you think? * * * I found myself trying to let my voice be heard among […]
Read MoreGrim episode 3
#Grim Episode Three © Omotayo Olukemi Aiyemo Before I could say Jack, for the very first time in my life, I received a terrible slap that sent out all signals off my head from the man I vowed to spend the rest of my life with. He didn’t even give me the chance to regain […]
Read MoreGrim episode 2
#Grim Episode Two © Omotayo Olukemi Aiyemo I stopped for a minute only to behold my husband’s motionless body resting on the wall. “Jesus!” I mumbled with my hands covering my mouth. I rushed to him shaking him in a bid to resuscitate him. ” Tade please stand up, please” I cried silently. Many thoughts […]
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Grim
#Grim Episode One © Omotayo Olukemi Aiyemo Staring at my wife as she laid innocently beside me, one part of me considered myself lucky…but the other part, I still can’t define. She’s so admirably peaceful in sleep, I find it so damn difficult to resist the urge of planting a soft kiss on her forehead, […]
Read MoreFrom Nysc To Nowhere: Life After Youth Service 6
I still sit by the gate sometimes, fixing phones, but things arenât the same anymore. The hustle is harder, the roads rougher, but my spirit? Itâs stronger. The Hard Truth Life after NYSC is no fairy tale. No magical job offers. No overnight riches. Just struggle. Waiting. And fighting every single day to be […]
Read MoreFrom Nysc To Nowhere: Life After Youth Service 5
It was just another Monday. I was seated outside my parentsâ house, under the faded umbrella by the gate, battling with the backlight of a customerâs Infinix screen. My little plastic table had burn marks from my soldering iron, That was my routine â fixing phones right in front of the house, gritting my teeth […]
Read MoreFrom Nysc To Nowhere: Life After Youth Service 4
One thing about Lagos? It can humble you today and uplift you tomorrowâwith the same energy. After getting robbed, I had restarted my phone repair hustle with pure survival mode. I wasnât smiling, I wasnât playing. Every âŠ500 mattered. I was chasing referrals like they were oxygen. I thought I had seen all kinds of […]
Read MoreFrom Nysc To Nowhere: Life After Youth Service 3
The Day I Got Robbed at Gunpoint⊠And Still Fixed a Phone That Same Evening If thereâs one thing NYSC didnât prepare me for, it was the unpredictable madness of real life after service. Just when I thought things were picking upâmy phone repair hustle growing slowly, referrals coming in, even a few people calling […]
Read MoreFrom Nysc To Nowhere: Life After Youth Service 2
The Day My Destiny Came in a Spoilt Phone Iâll be honestâwhen NYSC ended, I didnât think the small repair skill I picked up back in 300 level would ever matter. Back then, it was just a side hustle. Iâd fix classmatesâ phonesâmostly changing screens, flashing phones, or resetting passwords. It helped me buy data and […]
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From Nysc To Nowhere: Life After Youth Service
EPISODE 1: The Passing Out Parade Was Just the Beginning I remember that day so clearly. Standing under the hot sun in my starched white-and-khaki NYSC uniform, smiling for pictures, hugging friends Iâd come to see as family. Our Passing Out Parade (POP) was filled with energy, promise, and hope. People around me were already […]
Read MoreBetween Hope and Hustle episode 6
Episode 6: A Future Worth Fighting For When the fellowship began, I felt like a tiny fish in an ocean of brilliance. We were thirty young Nigerians from across the countryâtech founders, grassroots mobilizers, social media influencers, medical missionaries. The kind of people you see in Social Media & TVÂ But I reminded myselfâI had […]
Read MoreBetween Hope and Hustle episode 5
Episode 5: Building a Name, Brick by Brick Returning to Enugu after NYSC felt different this time. I wasnât just another graduate looking for directionâI came home with something to offer. With my new role as a Community Youth Ambassador, I began working with schools across the state, organizing sessions on mental health, financial literacy, […]
Read MoreBetween Hope and Hustle episode 4
Episode 4: Graduate With No Guarantee Graduating from a Nigerian university is a strange mix of joy and quiet panic. On the outside, thereâs celebrationâphotos in gowns, friends hugging, âwe made itâ chants echoing through hostel corridors. But inside? Inside, most of us were asking the same terrifying question: âWhat next?â For me, the celebrations […]
Read MoreBetween Hope and Hustle episode 3
Episode 3: The Sickness That Almost Broke Me Final year in UNN came with its own kind of madness. If you werenât battling departmental project delays, you were fighting to meet up with fees, feeding, or chasing your lecturers for signatures. But I didnât expect the biggest battle to come from my own body. It […]
Read MoreBetween Hope and Hustle episode 2
Episode 2: School Fees and Stubborn Faith If thereâs one thing UNN taught me faster than any lecture, it was that survival on campus took more than brains. It took grit, grace, and sometimes, a well-timed miracle. After my motherâs health scare in 300 level, my hustle went from necessity to obsession. She had barely […]
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