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     Fijabi stood with hot tears streaming down her cheeks as she watched her friend leave. She couldn't wave back. That was her only friend leaving the country after vowing to never come back. She hoped to join her soon but she had no idea how to deal with school alone the last few months left. Torera had been her best friend since she could remember and was the closest she had to a sibling.      They were supposed to leave for the U.S together. But FJ wasn't ready to start all over though her father insisted that she changed her school with her friend. They were two different people. Torera couldn't bear starting all over. She was in her finals for goodness sake! She was scarred from that night too. She wasn't sure if she'd ever get over the terror and the guy's horrible dark face that came to mind whenever she saw any man. She could still hear the ceramic shattering. She had only a few months left and she would be a graduate. She wouldn't let...

We all don't like Mondays yh, but it still keeps coming.  So here's a word of advice, embrace it and stay positive today. It should keep you happy the whole week. Have a great day and week ahead. Anticipate the last part of Fijabi's story too. ☺☺

8:32pm Tuesday Night "Hey babes don't you think we deserve some food?  I think I've done enough reading, I can't go and kill myself." Torera looked up from her books at Fijabi, who looked as famished as she did herself. The only meal they had that day was cereal and it was in the morning. Their first test in the semester was coming up the next day and they just couldn't afford to spend any time away from their notes and text books. Professor Njeng has the history of setting extremely tough test questions and then quite simple exam questions so they had to give this all their best.    Torera's mom was a doctor and she made sure to tell her daughter that it wasn't healthy to read on an empty stomach, but she just had to disobey her mom this one time. Fijabi the foodie was all up and ready to go buy food outside. They didn't have time to start cooking that night. She literally had to force her friend up so they could go together. (She hates going an...

FIJABI      One would hear the name and think her to be the palm wine tapper's daughter or the fisherman's youngest daughte r or the village town crier's second child. She could also pass for iya agbebi's first granddaughter too you know?      Haha! Sorry to disappoint you, this Fijabi is the daughter of the city business mogul; Alhaji Agbabiaka, the legal husband to four women and father of one (our own Fijabi)       Her mother, being the last and the youngest wife of the four, as well as the only one with a child earned a special part of the Alhaji's heart and he made sure they never lacked anything all their lives.       Fijabi wasn't spoiled but she got everything she wanted from her parents. The only problem she had was the constant jealousy and hate she got from the other wives. This led her father to getting them their personal houses far away from his own mansion.    ...

Swirling in my Idleness , Waking up each morning with my Primary Assignment missing, It's been a couple of weeks we were sent home from school. They told us we'd be gone for only 7 days. But I've been quite confused about how 7 days and 7 weeks, 5 days have anything in common at all! A lot of properties lost, With no hope of restoring them. Daodu's mother, the pepper seller gave all the money she got from her esu su to Daodu, for his final year project. Daodu's sister joined the pepper business. She wasn't happy with it at first as she was the prettiest girl on her street and also a very intelligent child. Mama Daodu struggled to pay for her WAEC after which she sat her down the night of her last paper, saying; "My daughter, you have to wait till your brother is done with the university before you think about going further with your education too. Oko mi , a b ake okin ,  are wa mama re, olori baba re, the fairest of the women of this land! My daug...

Sometimes it's not about not being able to move on or not being able to forget about the other person. Sometimes it's not because we are weak or because can't afford to be alone or anything. It might be because we can't just get to forgive ourselves. We start asking ourselves why we let them in in the first place. Why we allowed them to mean so much . Why we gave them so much attention. Maybe it's because we can't forgive ourselves for loosing ourselves while trying to love them. So we lock up all doors and decide not to love again. It will be hard But in the end, we just have to let go and forgive . Forgive you. That's the only time you can have peace And have your life back to normal. This might not be for everyone, but there's always someone who might be in need of some encouragement. "Get up, forgive yourself, and move on!" Good evening 😊