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26Nov
2025

DAY 3 — When Two Depart, but Not Away

There are some mornings that arrive with a weight you don’t expect, even when your heart is already tender from mourning. Today was one of them. Three days after my grandmother — Alice, the woman who prayed Heaven down into our home — died, her first son, my uncle Francis, went to join her. In our culture, we say parents should never see the death of their own children. But what happens when a mother goes first… and he

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25Nov
2025

DAY 2 — When Mama Told Me to Walk

I was in my freshman year at the university — technically “Year 2,” because I came in through Direct Entry after completing my diploma. That evening, I was drained. I had just finished my Law of Contract test — the unforgettable rite of passage for every second-year student. I was still on the phone with my grandmother, telling her how intense it was, how my head was filled with Carlill v Carbolic Smoke Ball Company and every rule of Consideration known to manki

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26Feb
2019

Dear Diary; This is about Ashake and the mad stray dogs!

Dear Diary: 21st February, 2019. My name is Ashake and this is my story with the mad stray dogs. We have a useless neighbour with annoying straying dogs. Due to the malfunctioning of my car, I must either hitch a ride to work or be late. Being late is not even an option, because when it comes to Ikorodu, you can never predict your commute time, talk less of estimating the extent of your lateness. So, you must set out early. I had to leave the house at 5:45 to join the colleague who I was hit

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13Jun
2018

Dear Diary; It was Titilola that inspired this one - My waist beads!

Dear Diary, *June 10th, 2018.* Some days are just so blessed that you have no choice than to spend your day with GT Bank. The online platform won’t work and there is an emergency transfer to be made; then the bank has the guts to hold your money by a debit alert from the previous day and in a mysterious way, did not credit the other person. As if that is not enough, if you are like Sazzy you will use the ATM, take your money and dash the machine your card like it is totally useless. To crown

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09Jun
2018

Dear Diary; You know this is unfair!

May 28th, 2018 *6:00am* Sazzy, how could you? Do you think you are still a child? Why can’t you wake up by yourself? You really seem to like it when Mum has to wake you up every single day from that nonsense sleep, while she complains about your incessant *hhhhrrrrrrnnnnngggg* alarms that wakes up the whole house, but you. I dash out of bed and ran into the bathroom like someone chased by a robber, brushed my teeth….all the while I stared into the mirror while I *szuru* *szuru*, *chika* *

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09Jun
2018

Dear Diary; You remember Humpty Dumpty had a great fall?

Feb 22nd, 2018 You remember Humpty Dumpty had a great fall? I met his spirit today. I was in court today and something happened. I am still in that communicable shock. So i was minding my business trying to keep up with the notes of the questions being asked. I was with a senior colleague who will want me to write how he spits, if he even spits. So i was scribbling furiously and holding onto life with my pen and this lying criminal took a pause to answer the q

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09Jun
2018

Dear Diary; Ever heard of the word "Man proposes and God disposes"? That is my story.

Dear Diary, Oct 23rd - 25th, 2017 Ever heard of the word "Man proposes and God disposes"? That is my story It was that Monday Oct 23 and i was fully prepared for my coming birthday to the last detail. From my hair to my finger and feet nails. Perfectly done. I wasn't even bothered about the cake, i was damn sure it will come. So, i went to Court. Magistrate Court 2 Isolo, that fateful morning to prosecute some criminals (classified information) i was dazzling

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09Jun
2018

Dear Diary; This is an emergency call for a husband

*First published on www.mymindsnaps.com* (You can read it there too. I highly recommend the site ----it can transmogrify you) January 17th, 2014 *This is an emergency call for a husband* On this fateful afternoon, we had over fifteen matters in court and three for trial in the afternoon. I was just too upset. Why was I being made to suffer and sit endlessly for other people’s problems? Haba! This EFCC matter to add to my problem, just had to go on and