LOGINZikira Choco a young lady who just returned home to find her place in her home land, meets new people and finds that life in Africa is actually not same in the overseas. In the environment where she finds herself, different episodes of life stories unfolds from different people.
View MoreSCENERYIt's Monday morning and Choco is at the Adams' door knocking. She wants to appreciate him for helping her out and to break the news to him that she had got the Job. Little praise opened the door, she's dressed in her school uniform looking prepared for school. "Dad is upstairs, you can come inside and wait for him" Jomiloju answered Choco from the inside, he was also dressed up and she was wondering why. She got inside and sat down expecting to see Mr. Adams. She looked around the house examining the beautiful interior design, the decorator must be a world class decorator. Jomiloju kept going up and down and to the Kitchen while praise sat down with Choco trying to see if she could play with her phone but the apple product was locked and she couldn't do anything with it.Jomiloju had initially told Choco that the Union body that comprised of all lecturers are on strike, even the news confirmed it to her too buh here is Jomiloju
BUSINESS DEALSIt's early in the morning, she wrapped her gown round her tightly as she finds her way to the dinning where she remembered her phone was before she went to bed. The phone was there on the table with missed calls from her mother and she also had another unknown missed call, It was a Nigerian number but the owner was unknown. She had plans to buy a MTN sim card but it skipped her mind so she didn't bother to check the Nigerian caller out because she was sure she had not given out her number to someone who would be calling here in Nigeria and calling her by 2.12am is unexpected of Nigerians.She was gonna play her favourites on the stereo system when she remembered the warning the caretaker gave her the day before and the other woman that knocked on her door on Saturday morning, the caretaker's last child had told her that her name was 'Aunty Jessie'. It was no longer a surprise to her that people here attach much respect t
FAMILY GUTSTwo guys joined the danfo late and had been the centre of attention in the bus, they were dressed in the most fashionable way you anyone can in Lagos but were in this 'danfo' bus. Danfo is the popular name used for small buses that ply roads leading to suburbs in Lagos and some other cities around like Ibadan. The two guys cannot be older than 18 years and the practically looked like rich boys who just gained admission to universities for this was their manner of dressing.They spoke fluently in English from the back seat and did not bother whether anyone was disturbed by their hand gestures and body movements which was usually a form of discomfort in buses of that kind, it is a small bus and the way passengers are packed in the bus is not always convenient. Everyone in danfo bear the discomfort just to arrive at their destination and at times people have to endure this to reduce the cost of transport at times from far
MORRIS DOTUNIt's a Saturday and he was actually not supposed to be on duty but he had to help the other doctor lady who he had been crushing on since she joined the hospital. She had an emergency at home, her hometown in Gombe and perhaps this was the perfect chance to nail it with her. He checked the table watch and it was exactly 4.30am, quickly he stood up and walked out of the door gently switching on the bulb to lighten his path to the bathroom, He wanted to wash his face and teeth. This is Lagos, anyone who does not want to get to work late must leave home as early as possible, he hummed as he washed pouring out his mouth content on the sink roughly he almost gagged himself. Why would he be singing while brushing his teeth?As he was about to step out of the bathroom he remembered that he had not said his early morning prayers and had not read the Sunday school manual as was his daily routine, that was supposed to come first before anyt





