GRADUATE BUT NOT GUARANTEED

Episode 2 As early as 7am I was already searching for a job in my community and its environs. I couldn’t sleep at night due to thinking, about my family’s predicament. I trekked everywhere from company to company, and one office to another with my well sown suit and file in my hand, sweating profusely. After all attempts in each office failed, I decided to rest in a small shop where I bought fanta and started sipping it slowly until I would gain strength to move on. This time i planned to visit the nearby developed town called Ughelli. I was insanely taken away with the remembrance of my Late Father, as i stared at a man who came to the store to get a bottled water. I haven’t even talked about my father, let me just give a brief information about him. Did I say brief? My old man’s story file is large, Occupying more than 10gig in my hard-disk (cerebrum). — — — My dad was a very generous Banker, he was the only child of his mother but had a step brother because his dad (my grandfather) married another woman since his mum (my grandmother) could not conceive anymore as a result of a critical accident she had. She later died of cardiac arrest. With God on my dad’s side, he became successful in his education, finished with good grades and got a nice job as a banker the very year he graduated. He got married to my mother who was his girlfriend during his school days. Things went well with him and he was promoted to the post of the general managing director in ICglobal which was the bank he worked, he started doing charity to everyone he came across and also to his step brother. He did everything for his step brother Mr. Jude who didn’t go to school but learned to be a mechanic as an apprentice, in his youthful days. He gave Uncle Jude money to start up a business of importation of cars and other goods. My dad built a befitting house in Lagos where we lived, and a small duplex in the village. I was in JSS3 attending one of the best schools in Lagos when my dad died after returning home from his step brother’s house. He was taken to the hospital and the doctor told us he was poisoned with cyanide and dichloromethane which had eaten up his heart and liver. We couldn’t question uncle Jude as he was very fast with his moves, he accused my mum of killing his brother and packed us out of my father’s house. He converted all my father’s property to his own and left us stranded. My mum managed to train my siblings and I with the money my dad deposited in her account every month, and when it got finished, we relocated to the village as she couldn’t afford to pay the rent anymore. An ancient mud house was given to us by Uncle Jude since he has denied us right to stay in my father’s duplex in the village. Back to my dad’s burial, he made sure my dad stayed in the mortuary for 10months without any good reason, and after that he bought a casket worth one million which my dad was buried with, and threw dollars all about during the burial. Uncle Jude claimed he gave my dad a befitting burial. After the burial he gave my mum #10000 to use in training us for the year, and come back the next year for another yearly allowance of #10000 *Mtcheeeeeeeww* seems I have to stop here because am about crying. — — — My dad was a very generous Banker, he was the only child of his mother but had a step brother because his dad (my grandfather) married another woman since his mum (my grandmother) could not conceive anymore as a result of a critical accident she had. She later died of cardiac arrest. With God on my dad’s side, he became successful in his education, finished with good grades and got a nice job as a banker the very year he graduated. He got married to my mother who was his girlfriend during his school days. Things went well with him and he was promoted to the post of the general managing director in ICglobal which was the bank he worked, he started doing charity to everyone he came across and also to his step brother. He did everything for his step brother Mr. Jude who didn’t go to school but learned to be a mechanic as an apprentice, in his youthful days. He gave Uncle Jude money to start up a business of importation of cars and other goods. My dad built a befitting house in Lagos where we lived, and a small duplex in the village. I was in JSS3 attending one of the best schools in Lagos when my dad died after returning home from his step brother’s house. He was taken to the hospital and the doctor told us he was poisoned with cyanide and dichloromethane which had eaten up his heart and liver. We couldn’t question uncle Jude as he was very fast with his moves, he accused my mum of killing his brother and packed us out of my father’s house. He converted all my father’s property to his own and left us stranded. My mum managed to train my siblings and I with the money my dad deposited in her account every month, and when it got finished, we relocated to the village as she couldn’t afford to pay the rent anymore. An ancient mud house was given to us by Uncle Jude since he has denied us right to stay in my father’s duplex in the village. Back to my dad’s burial, he made sure my dad stayed in the mortuary for 10months without any good reason, and after that he bought a casket worth one million which my dad was buried with, and threw dollars all about during the burial. Uncle Jude claimed he gave my dad a befitting burial. After the burial he gave my mum #10000 to use in training us for the year, and come back the next year for another yearly allowance of #10000 *Mtcheeeeeeeww* seems I have to stop here because am about crying. — — — BACK TO FORMER SCENE All the components of my makeup as a human were covered with frustration and anger, as I paid the annoying young girl who was hitting my head to wake up from my trance and start going. She even ended up calling me a poor man wearing coat *The tin pain me sha but I swallowed it, especially when she referred to my expensive suit which i used in defending my seminar as coat* She wasn’t up to my younger sister’s age, so I decided to keep her quiet just to avoid temptation of committing murder… I left her without altering a single word and went to the road side, to get a cab that will take me to Ughelli town to continue my quest. Thank God there was still time for me since it was exactly 11:23am, I still had up to 5hours to move round Ughelli which had big companies compared to the rest cities around my village…. TO BE CONTINUED…

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Kwantinue

Nice start.... I just hope you get a good job

Nice story u gat dia...chai! Human are wicked. Ur uncle killed ur father, its obvious, bt leave it to God. Hustle 4 a job, and claim ur father's asset 4d benefit of ur lovely family.

Episode 3 I arrived Ughelli about 15 minutes later and went to many companies but I was not employed by any. I was opportuned to meet the director of a popular private company known as ‘cake and bakes’ who ushered me in knowing that I finished from OAU which was the school he also attended during his days in higher institution, he offered me a seat and requested for my credentials which I gave to him; DIRECTOR: My friend, I must confess you have good qualification here and good reputation as well. (Smiling as he glance through) ME: Thank you sir (with a returned smile, sampling my 32) DIRECTOR: There is a vacancy in this firm which I would have loved you to occupy but, the problem is that you are over qualified for that position and I can’t afford your salary ME: Sir, I’m not after the money, anything you can pay will be okay by me Sir, if possible you can beat it down to 50% DIRECTOR: It is not as you think, I went to the same school with you and managed to graduate with second class lower but here you are a first class upper graduate, and you want to receive something four times lower than what I am earning? My friend I have conscience and so I can’t do that ME: Sir, see eh! I will be okay with even the money you are paying your cleaners, all I need is just the job so I can take care of my family DIRECTOR: We are saying the same thing, the world needs you. There are thousands of firms out there that are looking for someone like you, maybe you should check some other place ME: Sir please, I will be very content with anything you pay me. DIRECTOR: I’m sorry but I have an appointment to catch up with, just give a try at Julius berger or any of the Dangote companies. They can meet up with your payment (leaving the office by leading me to the door) I tried other companies both big and small but my effort was to no avail. I decided to go back home and rest, planing to continue the next day. — — — — Got home and saw my entire family eating, I dropped my file on the chair and sat down helplessly. They knew all was not well with me; MUM: My son, what is the problem with you? ME: Mama nothing is the problem MUM: But you don’t look bright ME: I’m just tired ma’am MUM: Please come and eat, this is the only yam and oil that is remaining. biko mo riemu **I beg come and eat** ME: Don’t worry about me mama, I don’t have appetite for food right now. I left the sitting room to my room just to have a nap since my muscle, joints and entire body ached… I woke up late that night and went to the sitting room where I found my mum encouraging my siblings as I joined them willingly. She told us to be patient that Gods time is the best and encouraged us to bear with the hard time the family was facing. As soon as she rounded off her motherly advise, we prayed together as if we wanted to fall down heaven with our demands and bade each other good night… — — — — The next day being Saturday I went out as usual to search for job but it wasn’t fruitful, what pains me most was the fact that my mum’s health was getting worse. There was no money to get her even pain relief drugs which would not cost more than one hundred naira in our local chemist shop, let alone going to the hospital. I had to do something fast, because I could not afford losing her since she was the only parent I have. That evening I went round the town and saw a man who was in need of labourers that would help him harvest his cassava. “I told him I could do the job myself, but he insisted I add more hands to myself. I ran home and called Lucky so we could both do the job. We went back to the man and promised to get the job done before the end of the day, he agreed to pay us twenty thousand naira only if we could finish the work that day. We nodded our heads in agreement that we would keep to our promise. He finally agreed to give us the job and took us to the land which made us surprised, five acres of land which is hundred by five hundred (100 x 500) covered with cassava…. Well with the spirit of hustling in us we agreed to do the job but for thirty thousand naira. The old man agreed to our bid which boasted our Morales, we pulled off our clothes to get the job started at least we got 4 hours till nightfall… TO BE CONTINUED. . help me with roll call

Episode 4 With the ginger spirit in us we were able to harvest all the cassava as promised, and quickly rushed to the man’s house to inform him. He was not convinced at all and decided to go and see for himself, reaching there he discovered we were done and congratulated us for a job well done. I expected the man to pay us for the job we did rather he was greeting us with lot of thanks. Having less patience, I was forced to asked for our pay which he gave to me after smiling for some minutes. I took the weak notes from him and started flipping them, while counting the money I realised there was extra five thousand naira added to it, I recounted it and arrived at thirty-five thousand naira again. As a good Christian I told the old man that he has over paid us but he said he added the extra five thousand as an appreciation that we should have it all. I was really pleased and told Lucky to join me and pack the harvested cassava to the man’s house with wheelbarrow which wasn’t part of our agreement. We finally finished in the man’s farm late that night, and rushed back home with happiness. Reaching home my mum was on the floor lying helplessly covered with cloth, I asked her what the problem was but she couldn’t speak audibly. “Joy told me she fell down while trying to set up fire wood meant for cooking, and since then she could not stand up. Hearing this got me scared and went in search of a cab that can take us to any hospital around but couldn’t find any. Lucky and I carried her in turns on our back to the general hospital since there was no motorcycle or taxi to use. – – – – GENERAL HOSPITAL The nurses on duty assisted us at the gate with a stretcher and took my mum in. They fixed drip on her immediately and in an hour’s time she regained herself, I was told to pay #20,000 for laboratory test and the emergency treatment that was given to her. A lady came, took her blood sample and after some time, the doctor also came in and told us to go home and come back the next day. There is no way i can leave my mum in the hospital alone, so I ask Joy to stay behind and left with Lucky. – – – – Lucky and I went to the hospital the next day to see my mum. She was really pleased to see us but seeing her in that state on an hospital bed made tears dripped down my cheeks. I excused myself from their midst and went to the doctor’s office. I got to the office and met the doctor attending to some files; ME: Good morning doctor DOC: Good morning my friend, your are welcome to my office, how may I help you? ME: I’m the son of Mrs. Ayis Rosemary, one of your patients. DOC: Ohhh, you mean the woman that was brought in yesterday night? ME: Yes sir DOC: I’m sorry to say this but your mum’s issue is a very complicated one. She had tumors developing in the inner lining (myometrium) of her uterus which has now resulted to Submucosal fibroid. Secondly her sugar level is also high that if care is not taken it will lead to diabetes type-1. ME: Can’t something be done? DOC: We are trying our best and I believe she will be discharged today depending on her response to treatment, but I will advise you to take her to UBTH (University of Benin Teaching Hospital) for fibroid operation otherwise she might give up. According to the ultrasound and pelvic MRI test done by our gynaecologist, her uterus has grown tumours that are quite large and may cause severe abdominal pain, increased urination, and pains during intercourse i.e that is if she still engage in coition/ copulation. ME: can’t we do the operation here? DOC: For the now, we do not have steady power and some instruments needed for the operation. That is why I recommended UBTH. ME: Thank you doctor, but how much will it cost? DOC: Its a minor operation however people do pass away in the course of carrying out the operation but I assure you that your mum will be okay, just raise #200,000 ME: Okay sir, I’ll look for a way to get the money. I left the doctor’s office to the ward where my mum was, we stayed with her all day until she was discharge. Just for my mother’s sake, my siblings engaged in several work that gave them peanuts while I kept on searching for a better job. — — — — Weeks past, Months past but still I could not get any job that will fetch me good money apart from the sales boy work of Ten thousand naira salary. I manage to do the sales boy work for just a month, and was forced to give up the job because of the extra stress it has, and settled for jobs that will pay me daily. Thank God my mum and siblings were fine and we could eat two square meal each day that passed. One fateful morning I was clearing the grasses in a chief’s compound when I saw a friend of mine; ME: Ogheneovo is this you OVO: It’s me oo, why are you like this? (seeing me tattered) ME: My brother you know how the country is, ever since I came back from school things have been very hard for me. OVO: No, you have to go to the city with me so I can fix you somewhere, a graduate like you deserves something better na! Not this kind of job you are doing. ME: You mean I am going with you? OVO: Yes, you did alot for me while we were in secondary school so I think this is the only chance I have to pay back. ME: Well I really appreciate, and have to inform my mum for her approval OVO: That is fine by me, I have to go complete a business transaction with chief. ME: okay (feeling relief) Ogheneovo went into the chief’s house to see him and gave me his contact to call him the next day if I made up my mind to go with him, that he would leave for Lagos in three days time. TO BE CONTINUED… . help me with role call

Hmmm,life of a graduate

chai.. next

ride on

wooow!!!!!! dis really hard responsibilities & dis country is not helping matters at all.our leaders are all after der pocket nt after d civilians. imagine a graduate suffers after finishing acedemics wit gud grades

Hmm.. All these I'm taking you to the city stuff... Becareful sha Wish you luck

Hope de won't involve him. In something bad

My dear pray nd blive God, ur story will b a success, continue.

May God help you

Repeated story.... Here is link https://www.coolval.com/forumsss/topic/anini-reloaded/

Nice story

I tink d tory was here buh et isnt or yet to be completed...Dear,continue

Changing of environment is a welcomed idea. But just be careful

That's naija for yhu broda!

This story has been posted under the title [b]ANINI RELOADED[/b]

good start.. waiting for more

nice ride But be careful

Are u sure dat guy is good?

Nice one... Love the quick posting

Episode 5 Reaching home after a successful work at the chief’s resident, I discovered there was no food in the house and my mum was fast asleep. I called Joy who was reading her books to explain why there was no food in the house; ME: Madam in the house, why is there no food in the kitchen? All the pots are all well washed JOY: Brother, i went to tear firewood for Mama Sonia but she didn’t pay me today rather she ask me to come for the money tomorrow. ME: Don’t worry she will pay you what about Lucky, I can’t find him around? JOY: He went to fetch water for Chief Igbudu ME: Well I have some money with me, since mama is asleep, let’s just go to the market together and get ingredients that I will use to cook. JOY: No oo brother! I’ll be the one to cook it ME: Shut up your mouth there! Who taught you how to cook, I was the one that was couching you and Lucky before I went to school, and you are there saying rubbish. JOY: That was then na ME: ehhh eh! Does that mean I am no longer a good cook? JOY: You won ME: Now you are talking, let’s start going before mama wakes up Joy and I went to the village market to get all we needed to prepare a fresh delicious vegetable soup, and went back home after we finished purchasing all the items. In an hour’s time the food was ready and we all sat together to devour the vegetable soup that was cooked by me. Everyone was licking their fingers and they complimented me for a well cooked meal. After the meal, I told them about my movement to Lagos with Ovo my childhood friend. Lucky and my mum saw reasons with me but Joy cried and begged me not to go. I had to explain deeply to her level of understanding that I was not leaving her and everyone but I had to go there to work in order to raise money for mama’s operation and the family’s betterment… “I also promised to be calling at all time to get update of how they are fairing. After I finished talking to Joy who did not seem convinced, my mum started advising me to stay clear of bad company emphasizing on the rowdiness of Lagos state accompanied with lots of criminal activities. I promised her to be focus and stay clear of anything that will tarnish the family name and also come back with good news. — — — Just as Ovo requested, I called him to let him know I will be going with him after my mum’s approval. He was happy with the way he sounded on the other end, and promised to pick me up when he wanted to depart for Lagos. The day of our departure finally came. I had already arranged my little clothes and other things I was taking along, when Ovo came to my place. He greeted my mum and convinced her including my younger ones that I was in safe hands, he also vowed to help me secure a good job over there which made my mum to shower all forms of blessing on him. After about 20mins prayer by my mum for our trip, she finally allowed us to go. Joy who had become a fully blown woman, started crying, rolling on the floor as I bade them goodbye… TO BE CONTINUED…

Episode 7 Lagos state: The tricycle we boarded from the park slowed down as we approached a well fenced building painted with yellow. Ovo tapped the guy to stop at the front of the building and we both alighted and took our luggage. Deep inside me I sensed enjoyment with Ovo, especially after seeing the conducive building which I felt was his property and he alone stayed in it. We walked inside through the small gate and went to the second apartment. It’s a self contain apartment. The door to the house was opened which indicated that there was someone inside. Immediately we entered I smelled a pleasant aroma from the kitchen. I wanted to question Ovo about the smell when a slim light complexioned lady of average height, walked to the sitting room and gave Ovo a welcome hug and smiled at me as I greeted her. She looked nice and accommodating and without any doubt I presumed she would be a good match for my bro. She collected our bags and took them inside the room, I was left alone in the sitting room as Ovo followed her to the room. After spending some time together they came out to join me; OVO: Eli, this is the little paradise i am managing for now, I plan to rent a two bed room flat by next month and I don’t mind if you move down with me. You are welcome to Lagos my friend. ME: Thank you brother, you have done me well by bringing me down with you, and I promise to pay back in due course. OVO: There is nothing to pay back, more so I still owe you alot. Less I forget, the lady beside me is “my future, my life, my yoriyori and to crown it up my world” her name is Imabong (She was just smiling at the same time winking at me whenever our eyes met) ME: Wow bro, congratulations!! Imabong i’m Eli by name and I am happy to meet you IMMAGBON: I’m also please to meet you (waving her hands at me) OVO: Imabong told me she cooked my favourite calabar soup called ‘Edikang-Ikong’, that we should go to the dining and fill our stomach. Ovo and I went to the dinning and watched Imabong as she served the meal. I couldn’t resist the meal though its my first time of coming across it. Although I have heard of it several times. I just told myself to ride on with the soup when it comes whether sweet or bitter, in order not to get Ovo sad. The soup really tasted good especially the fresh pumpkin leaf which was inside, but I didn’t like the fact that one have to suck the periwinkle from the shell, it looked irritating and I could not eat much because of that, as I lost my appetite seeing Imabong and Ovo doing so. I felt Imabong noticed that, I was irritated by it but she just pretended to pay less attention to me IMMAGBON: “You don’t like pounded yam I guess? ME: I like it, just that I ate alot before embarking on the trip. At the other end of the dinning, Sweat was rushing off from Ovo’s body, which showed how much he enjoyed the meal as he was concentrating without altering a word. As soon as we finished eating Ovo made some calls and took photocopies of my credentials to some clients and managers who were his friends. Immediately he left Imabong and I started discussing, she told me she noticed I don’t like the food she prepared but convinced me to eat it more often as it was rich in vitamins because of the vegetables in it. “I let her know i’m a good cook but i don’t like the shell of the periwinkle that was put inside the soup, on hearing this she promised not to put them again. She went on to teach me how to prepare the soup. “She said the soup was special to her people, and that the delicacy is prepared with pumpkin leaves which they call ikong in calabar dialect but others called it ugwu, water leaf (mong Ikong), fish, meat, periwinkle (mfi ikpok), palm oil, cray fish and other essential ingredients. “She said It can be eaten with either garri, fufu, amala, tuwo, semovita or pounded yam. At the end of the tutorial on how to cook Edikang-Ikong Soup she left for her room to take a nap. — — — — It was almost 6:30pm and Ovo had not yet returned. I started feeling dizzy and decided to sleep on the chair in the sitting room. I had not slept up to 20mins when I felt some soft touches at the bottom of my feet, after some time it started moving to the femur of my leg. It wasn’t long when I felt a full hand massaging all over my body, I stood up in haste and found Imabong wearing just her panties and bra. She told me to relax and let her have her way to me but I rebuke her, telling her such attitude is against the will of God as well as my culture. She kept on resisting as she fell on me, trying to kiss me and also holding me firm to herself. I tried to explain to her but she did not want to listen as the urge in her grew beyond my comprehension, I had to push her away with a fiercely touch which made her hurt. She started crying that I had injured her and she would tell Ovo when he returned, I assisted her up and pleaded that she should not do such but she rushed at me again begging me to just engage in one round with her, complaining that her sharwama is very hot and needs my joystick badly. I kept on resisting her so-called hot sharwama, which makes her to further increase the threat, promising to make me face her wrath in the house unless I comply. I turned her request down again because i’m a man of my word, which made her got angrier the more. She vowed to give me a tough time in the house and block my success, as I walked out of the house to wait for Ovo outside. I tried to contact Ovo on phone but couldn’t due to low network coverage, I ended up spending some time waiting outside before he finally came. OVO: Why are you outside? ME: I was worried you hadn’t returned since you left OVO: Brother its not easy, I promised to get you a job and i had to stay with my real guys for long just to accomplished this goal. Well the manager of Century Dyes & Chemicals Ltd. at Km 33, Lagos-Badagry Expressway, has agreed to make you his sales manager. He said for a start your salary will be two hundred and fifty thousand naira, then if you please the firm with your work there will be an increment with a well furnished apartment. ME: JESUS!!! Are you saying the truth or i’m dreaming? OVO: If you think its a dream you better wake up ME: you are really a brother, in short you are my God OVO: Don’t mention, God only used people to help his children. Let’s go inside I’ll take you there tomorrow to start but for the now we have to celebrate… TO BE CONTINUED…

Champagnes were like water in the house as Ovo selectively brought out different brands from his Wall bar. I remembered drinking Hennessey during my youth service with my friends and hurriedly burst one opened, and we both danced to the song that was on cue, hitting the four walls of the sitting room. Ovo went to the room to break the news to Immagbon, who refused to come outside from the room to join us. I was still giving some bad random steps to the song that was playing ” Pop Something By Dr. Sid” when Ovo ran towards me with a heavy punch on my face, he bitterly hits me severally and tore my shirt, I was confused since I never expected such actions from him but before I could asked what happened? “He reached for my neck, trying to strangle me to death. I couldn’t react because it was just like a dream to see Ovo who was Happy with me some minutes back later changed to be a dreadful killer. I couldn’t withstand it as I fight hard to breath for survival. I was almost giving up when Immagbon came from behind to hold Ovo. I stood up coughing out blood. Ovo was really angry and there is no explanation I’ll give that will make him calm his nerves. He went to the kitchen and came out with a knife, but was stopped by Immagbon again; OVO: I trusted you, how could you try to rape my wife to be? Imagine your first day in my house you have started defiling my home. I can’t take it, not in this world, I regretted bringing you here ME: I didn’t try any of such.. OVO: If you still like your miserable life, you better start going because I can’t accommodate you anymore not to talk of helping you with the job. Immagbon please go and bring his bag because he is leaving this minute (Immagbon smiling with the action Ovo took, happily went inside to get my bag) I moved outside the house as I waited for Immagbon to bring the bag. Where will I go to now? I don’t have any one in Lagos apart from my wicked uncle who is not ready to see my face, I heard he was even angry when he got the information that I have graduated. Different taught was going through my mind when she finally came out and threw the bag on me; IMMAGBON: You see where your stupidity have landed you? Just a mere pleasure caused you, your life breakthrough. Fresh calabar damsel like me with all endowment is what you rejected, please leave now… “I wanted to swear heavily on her but that isn’t necessary because it won’t undo her evil deed. I picked up my bag from the floor and left the building. — — — — 10:52PM The street was filled with total silence as I walked from one lonely path to another. I finally got to an uncompleted building where I created a small space to pass the night. 6:55AM I was still sleeping when some guys came to wake me up; GUY1: Abeg mad man comot from here oo, I won mix concrea (concrete) GUY2: This guy nor dey craze oo, maybe he nor get house to sleep na make am come here, Watin you dey do here because we never see you here before? ME: Yes bros, My brother drive me from house na’im make I come here (cleaning my face with my hands) GUY1: Na big fat lie be that, who be small pikin when you won deceive? ME: Truth o’ God, I nor dey lie GUY2: Ebuka quiet your mouth, this kind mature guy na won lie for you? Even though he lie you won beat am? He thief? (I was just looking at them as other workers started approaching the place where we were) GUY1: My mind dey tell me say this guy na rapist because I dey always dey see GoldCircle for this place every morning GUY2: You be big fool, go join police na, with your mouth like rapist. See my guy I go advise you to join us mix this cement because no food for lazy man oo, abi you nor go work with us? ME: I dey line bros, I go work I joined them in mixing the cement and after a successful work which I put all my effort, I was given #1,400. I greeted the guy who gave me the opportunity to work and he asked me to come the next day. “I was really hungry and went to look for a classic restaurant where I can get a good food to eat. I bought #200 recharge card along the road, paid the seller and dialled my mother’s line but it was Joy that picked the call; JOY: Brother Migwor! (greeting in my dialect) We are missing you already, when are you coming back? ME: Joy can I talk to mama? (with a soft intonation) JOY: Talk to me first na haba! ME: Please Joy I’ll talk to you but let me just talk to mama first JOY: Its not fair oo, You don’t even know i’m the one that is missing you most. (Mama take its brother Eli) MUM: My son how are you? ME: Good evening mama your son is fine, how is your health and everyone there? MUM: I’m strong just that at times my waist ache ME: You are fine by Gods grace MUM: How is your friend that took you to Lagos yesterday? (I have to cover up since I don’t want my mum to get worried) ME: He is fine, and he said I should greet you. MUM: The God I serve will bless him in a million folds, just concentrate and take care of yourself son ME: I’ll do as you said, tell Joy I will call later. Bye MUM: Bye my son (i heard Joy’s voice in the background: mama I want to talk don’t end it) I’ve already walked close to a restaurant, so I have to end the call. The place was air conditioned and cool. I ordered for a plate of rice which the seller said is #500. After finished eating I dipped my left hand into the pocket where my money was but couldn’t touch any note of our currency (Naira), I search all my pockets but there was no money. The seller was just staring at me with weird glances as I battled on what to say to her… TO BE CONTINUED…

episode 8 The seller being observant, notice I don’t have money to pay with; SELLER: Oga, should I still wait or attend to others? ME: Oh, sorry for the delay! The issue is that I can’t find my money SELLER: So? ME: I don’t know if I can come back later to pay you, trust me I’ll surely return with your money. I have the money right in my pocket before coming here, but its like I lost it. It could be while I was paying for the recharge card I bought, please understand me SELLER: There is nothing I can do oo, maybe you will tell that to my madam (Calling her madam to the scene) MADAM: Ada watin make you dey call me, you don provoke my special customer again abi na change you dey find? My customer nor vex (making me speechless) SELLER: Madam nor be change oo, the bros chop #500 plate of rice, he come say na later he go pay for the food wen he buy MADAM: Maka why na? SELLER: He say na bcos he lose he money ME: Yes ma, I accidentally misplace my money but I’ll come with it probably later today MADAM: Na me you won confuse with English? Since wen money start to get accident? See you fit try that one with other people but e’ nor go work for me ME: Sincerely speaking madam I’ll come with your money MADAM: Oh boy I nor dey do dat one here oo! come make we dey go kitchen make you go start to wash plate, before I go come table your matter. (Shouting it out) ME: Please na madam! She was still shouting, pulling me by my belt to her kitchen, this makes her to draw the attention of her customers who were eating in the restaurant. Luckily for me, there was a young huge guy who overheard all our conversation. “He called the madam and told her to let me be, offering to pay the bill. The owner of the restaurant finally removed her hand from my belt and went back to her kitchen. The guy who rescued me from the embarrassment, offered me a seat in the table where he was eating and ordered for another plate of food for me. “He introduced himself as Great-Kali, which is the first person I’m seeing bearing that name apart from the popular wrestler, although he has same body build with the wrestler. He was really a nice fellow and I openly told him everything i’m passing through, when he asked to know what makes me to be that broke. He offered to help me, telling me I can stay with him and join him in his hustling. I asked him what type of business he does, but he repeatedly ask me to be observing, that he has been doing his job since he entered the restaurant… We were still talking when he slotted two of his right fingers into a man that was entering the restaurant pocket, the next thing I saw was the man’s wallet on his hand. He took away all the cash that was inside and drop the wallet under the table, I was really surprise seeing how he does everything within a short time but couldn’t say a word. He smiled at me and shocked me by unveiling what I never imagined; GREAT-KALI: Guy na so the work just be oo, I don dey this business for good 2yrs and i’m making it big ME: you just stole something that isn’t yours and you call it a business? God forbid GREAT-KALI: Na the same God na write for bible say ‘man perishes because of lack of knowledge’ abi you nor know say heaven helps those who help themselves? ME: So you think you are helping yourself by stealing? GREAT-KALI: It is called “Taking” in my profession and not stealing. If the money big well well na ‘taking’ if na small cash na ‘collecting’. Just the way I collected your small #1,200 ME: Wait a minute Great-Kali or what you called yourself, are you the one that stole my money? GREAT-KALI: Why you dey shout? Its no longer your money but mine okay, let’s leave this place Mr. graduate (calling the madam to come and have her money) He paid for what we ate and ask me to follow him to his house or gallivant in the street with empty hand. I checked the time and it was 6:30pm, I decided to join him since I have no place to pass the night… We walked to the roadside where we entered a bus that was going to his house direction, he pocket pick so many passengers in the bus and ask me to learn explaining further that what he is doing is a tutorial for me. He said he closes work by 6pm but he has to do this so I can learn quickly. We alighted from the bus and head to his one room apartment where he brought out all the cash and golds he has stolen for the day. TO BE CONTINUED…

This is so serious

Na wa ooo... I pity for dis guy ooo. That ur friend (ovo) no try at all oo Na God go see you through.

@jummybabe @victoriouschild @sommyangel @sanctus4real @lesky @oneal32 @willingyung @Robidon @chilovely @onahsunday631 @olayintan @oluwaferanmi @soma Three new episodes is here

I av come across dis story before thanks @denciebabe

chia,see suffer ness

I knew this day was gonna come... I just wish you don't get involved in such business

Women are dangerous.

Read it before.... Thanks @denciebabe

Lagos life no be for JJC