Oceans Apart (1) by Milli

Hello everyone, this new series as earlier mentioned is courtesy one of my amazing readers here. I hope you enjoy it. And please give all the love and support you usually do! Cheers.


I’m leaving on a jet plane….don’t know when I will be back again……

Dozie looked back at the airport crowd one last time. For a brief moment he observed more vividly what was going on around him: people telling themselves goodbye, people struggling to get their luggage checked in, security trying their best to seep through peoples’ luggage to find anything ‘illegal’ so they could get some ‘token’… “Naija will never change” he thought to himself.

The day had finally come. He was leaving his beloved country to go and further his education in the United Kingdom. He had gotten admission into one of the universities in London to study Business Information Technology. He still had mixed feelings about leaving. During his NYSC his parents thought it would be best for him to leave the shores of his fatherland to go get his Masters degree when he was done with the service year. His brother and sister were there already. Emeka had left a couple of years back for his Bsc while Nneka had left a few months ago for her masters as well. He had missed them a lot and was looking forward to seeing them but the one reason he still felt a little bit of sadness was that he was leaving his sweetheart behind Behi. She had been his girlfriend for some time now and he never knew he would be in a relationship for this long. He had grown to love her much more than he could ever imagine. It was still quite funny how they met it was a year and a half ago.

There was a play showing at the Muson Center in Lagos and there was a crowd of people at the venue which made the whole place quite disorganized. Trying to make his way past the crowd into the theatre, he accidentally bumped into her and knocked her glasses off her face. The horror in his eyes was unbelievable when before he knew what was happening, someone pushed him from behind and he stepped on the glasses. “Snap!!” one of the lens broke. He looked at her and he wasn’t sure but he thought he saw tears form in her eyes.

“Look at what you have done….can’t you be more careful?”

“I’m really sorry I didn’t do it on purpose…”


“Oga!!!!!!!! move na”

Dozie snapped back to reality realizing that it was his turn to get his luggage checked in. He quickly told the man who was quite elderly at his back he was sorry and moved briskly to the security guard to check his luggage. He would be flying British Airways obviously (that is the only airline he had ever flown if he was travelling out of the country). He had been to London a couple of times for summer holidays but this time was different. He was going to school and not only that but in January when winter was at its peak. He shuddered at the thought of how dreadful the cold would be. He had heard a number of stories of how cold it was at that time of the year. If only Behi was coming with him…

“You can go now sir”


His luggage had been checked in and he went away and headed straight to immigration. His thoughts drifted back to Behi. Oh yes…. he had apologized for knocking off her glasses and immediately offered to buy her a new pair. Nothing money couldn’t take care of. However he was shocked when she told him he shouldn’t worry and walked out of the crowd towards the exit of the building….he couldn’t believe it. Well in the state of all that was happening he did notice that she had pretty brown eyes. Why wear a pair of glasses over those eyes…he thought to himself. Anyways he decided that he would look for her after the show at least to buy her a drink or something and really apologize for the glasses hopefully she wasn’t leaving the show…


In the midst of all the hustle to enter into the theater for the play he was very sure he heard his name. He was right as he felt a tap on his shoulder. The crowd was starting to lift and he was able to turn around and see who it was. It was Vivian. They had decided to go see the play together as they were into stage plays and acting.  He had met Vivian in secondary school and they were in the drama club. She was a cutie but he never saw her as the kind of girl he could have something with. She was more like a little sister who always brought all her troubles (mostly about boys) to him. Although he had tried to make a move on her but it did not work. They had managed to keep in touch well after secondary school even though they didn’t go to the same university. Her boyfriend just broke up with her and was dating someone else barely a month after so she was going through the heartbreak phase. Being the “big brother” he was, he heard of a play that was showing at the theatre. The name of the play was “Kakadu” and he surprised her by giving her a call that he had gotten tickets for them to go see the show together.

“Finally…I have been looking for you. Thanks for making me come for this I really needed to leave my house”

“No problem dear” he said and gave her a big hug.

They finally entered the theater and settled down into comfortable seats to watch the play. Dozie silently prayed it was worth it as he had heard so many good things about the play. He looked at Vivian by his side and wanted to ask her how she was but she was busy with her phone chatting away. He felt like playfully snatching the phone away from her but on second thought that would be inappropriate because the play hadn’t started. His eyes drifted back to stage and he began to observe how it was setup. Brown calabashes and traditional decorations were used to decorate the stage. He hadn’t been on stage in a while and he admitted to himself that it felt good to be in a theater again though he wasn’t acting. At some point he felt rather uncomfortable…. for some reason he wasn’t just at ease. He looked around the theater back and forth for some time and there she was: The girl whom he had knocked her glasses off staring at him furiously.


Behi sighed loudly as she looked at one of the many pictures of her and Dozie on her phone. She couldn’t believe he was going away for about a year plus. Thoughts swarmed into her head about what the days ahead would be like. Would they be able to survive this long distance? A little smile crept at the sides of her mouth as she recalled how they had met.

She had gone for a play which her best friend had invited her for because she was one of the actresses. She was very reluctant to go as she really wasn’t into plays but Osas was her best friend and she decided to go and give her some support also, she didn’t have to pay for the ticket because Osas had gotten one for her already. According to Osas she had struggled to get the ticket for her. Her contact lenses were due for replacement so she couldn’t wear them and had to wear her glasses. She had often deceived herself that she didn’t need them but who was she kidding? If she didn’t wear them she wouldn’t even see the road well enough to drive talk less of watching a play in a dimly lit theater. So off she went wearing her frames and lo and behold on getting there and struggling in the crowd some dude had knocked her glasses off her face and before she could realize what was happening he had stepped on it and smashed one of the lenses. She was more than furious she didn’t want to come for the play and now she came and her glasses had gotten broken. How was she supposed to watch the play?! The guy who knocked her glasses off looked quite sympathetic but she was still so furious. In order not to let her anger get the better of her as she was already asking him rather harshly why he couldn’t be more careful, she told him not to bother and walked away to get her other pair from her car. Thank God it was there. It wasn’t as strong as the one that just got broken but at least she could still see with them. Luckily for her, her seat was in front so she could see the stage but not as well as if she had the other pair on. She became furious again but decided to look around the hall. There were couples, teenagers, elderly people…and there he was…the dude who had knocked off her glasses. He was sitting beside some girl who was really engrossed in her phone. She was really mad at him as he kept looking back and forth until their eyes met. She froze for some seconds immediately it happened suddenly feeling uncomfortable she felt she had to use the bathroom and then looked away from him and stood up and left the theater.

“Hey babe….wassup”

Her trip down memory lane was interrupted as Osas popped her head into the room.

“Nothing…..just chilling”

Osas stepped into the room and it didn’t take her up to two minutes to see that her friend wasn’t happy and of course she knew the reason. Dozie was leaving for the United Kingdom for his masters.

“Have you heard from him yet” she asked

“No…he would be busy checking in I’m sure he would call when he passes through immigration”

“Baby G don’t be sad ok… you people love each other so much and I believe you guys would survive this”

“Thanks hun I hope so too….”

“By the way there’s this new movie I want us to go and see if that would lift your spirit”

“Hmmmm don’t really think I want to…just want to wait for Dozie’s call”

Osas saw the look in her friend’s eyes… gosh she was so in love with him. She went up to her and gave her a big hug and suddenly remembered one gist she was yet to give her.

“Ah eheen….I have gist o”

Behi looked at her rather suspiciously and said “Hmmm aunty what have you done this time?” Osas always had one story or the other about her escapades

“It’s not about me this time now…haba”

“Then who?” Behi asked her eyes lit up as she was suddenly interested.

“It’s about Princess and Ogo.”  She started chatting and Behi listened to the gist her friend had for her.


Finally gotten past immigration and all the other check points Dozie decided to get something to eat from a store while waiting for his flight. He quickly brought out his phone to call his sweetheart Behi.

“Hey baby how are you” he asked when she when she picked up

“I’m fine” she said and he could tell she had been waiting for his call

“Finally done checking in just waiting for the flight now”


He could tell she wasn’t happy at all. After all the time together it wasn’t hard for him to know when she was happy or sad or…

“I miss you terribly already”

“I know baby I miss you too”

“Do you think we can do this…I’m scared for us”

“Baby we can…I know It’s going to be difficult but we can pull through”

“Ok baby…I believe you…I…I…I love you”


“I love you too baby so very much…”

“I’m sorry it’s taken so long for me to say this and I’m sorry it has to be over the phone.”

Dozie couldn’t believe his ears…she had finally said those words with her lovely voice. He knew she did love him but it had been so difficult for her to say it. He could feel the sincerity in her voice and then he felt his eyes get watery. Whoa was he really about to cry in this airport? he had no idea she had such an effect on him. He pulled himself together and said

 “It’s okay baby I’m so happy you said this. The only thing is that I wish I could see you and look into your eyes when you did. I promise I would do whatever it takes to make things work out”

“Okay baby I will do the same you have my word”

“Will call you again when I am about to board okay”

“Awwww sweetie  don’t go now…” he could hear the hurt in her voice

“Okay baby I’m still here”

They talked for a while before they finally hung up.

Blog Update; New Series Alert

Hi guys. So it’s been a really long time off the blog and I have missed writing so much! I have equally missed you guys on here! 

The reason I’ve been away for so many months is because I was tidying up my law degree. God has been faithful and it turned out really well and right now, issa graduate! Yay! There’s still a bit of studying in the horizon but I think I miss writing too much to care. Lol. 

Anyways, I come bearing good tidings. 

One of my wonderful readers here has written a series and has offered to share it here every week. And seeing as the blog has been dormant for a while, I am only too happy to share. 

The title is “Oceans Apart” and the author is Milli. It will run every Friday at 8am. Please read, comment and share. It’s always encouraging to have feedback.

Asides that, I’ve been working on another series which I’ll begin sharing in a few weeks. There’s also a collabo going on behind the scenes. That actually has me most excited. I can’t share details about it yet. But I’ll let you guys know more once I’m able to. 

So see you 6pm tonight with the first episode of Oceans Apart. 

Love and Light! 


Ojay Aito’s Debut Novel; ‘Night of a Red Moon’

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Hi guys!

I can imagine the level of dust and cobwebs in here. Chai, I need to return with a broom and other cleaning agents. But soon, I promise.

In the meantime, in exactly, 10 days, something gripping would be coming your way.

Do you guys remember the series “Two Lives and a Soul”? It ran here for a few months last year. Now the author is back with another compelling story but this time, in form of a novel. I am so excited to share this press release with you. Peep details below


Nigerian fiction writer, Ojay Aito, announces the launch of his debut novel ‘Night Of A Red Moon’ for the 18th of June, 2017.  The novel, a historical thriller set in Ago-Iwoye, a little town on the edge of Ogun state, Nigeria focuses on the socio-political drama that ensued between the indigenes and the students of the town’s premier tertiary institution – Olabisi Onabanjo University exactly twelve (12) years ago.

“It took God six days to create the world. It took me three years to create one night. One red moon-night,” says the author in a recent interview.

“Every day we breathe, we live our lives like normal people. Yes we are normal people, but with an experience that has lived with us for twelve years, and scars we will bear till our last breath,” says Wale, a victim of the massacre.

“It’s been twelve years now. Wow, twelve years. I miss Yemisi,” says another bereaved victim.

Night of A Red Moon was created from an epic straw of undocumented history, bringing to life the pain, pleasure and power of a people who although now dispersed across the world, remain bound by the experiences of a certain moon-night. Against a backdrop of cultural inheritance, it narrates how human relationships transform in the heat of a dire moment.




Femi, a university student has been killed by overzealous men of the Oodua People’s Congress in the little town of Ago-Iwoye, sending a cloud of fear and uncertainty over it.

But it is the retaliatory violence which begins as a ‘peaceful protest’ that turns the town into a war zone, leaving the king dethroned, his palace in flames and innocent students at the mercy of enraged indigenes.

There is bloodshed, rape and more bloodshed that envelopes the night, even as four friends and their girls, attempt to see the night out, including pen-lovers, Tubor and Temmy, whose first meeting quickly becomes a desperate survival adventure.

They would soon discover that they had only been pawns in a big chess game, and that sadly, many of them, try as they may, would not make it to the light of the morning…

Night of a Red Moon is a gripping debut novel that would send your pulses racing, and put you in places you would rather safely imagine.


Ojay Aito writes fast-paced thrillers which revolve around current religious, social, and economic issues in Nigeria and Africa. His popular unpublished comedy series ‘Life of a Barrack Boy’ is one work of fiction that has featured in more than a dozen literary blogs, acclaiming him as one of Nigeria’s most adaptable writers; with the atypical enthralling series ‘Two Lives And A Soul’ (a futuristic sci-fi) taking the notch one level higher. Ojay lives with his family in Lagos, Nigeria.


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So stay tuned for more. I’ll be back here sometime soon with details on why I’ve been MIA for so long and something new for your personal consumption.

Thank you for sticking with me. Be back soon!

Happy New Year, Ogechi!

This is what happens when you have friends who think the world of you and ascribe the highest value to you.
This moved me to tears and I am so honoured and overwhelmed by this. I am wealthy in relationships and I do not take that wealth for granted.
Thank you!

Seun Odukoya

How you dey?

So because plenty of us have so much to say, ‘somebody’ decided to do this…

Me, I am just watching from the sidelines, hella proud to know someone like you.

Happy New Year, dear.


            A Public Holiday signifies a “day off” for “everyone” but not “everyone” observes the spirit of the holiday, because to some it is nothing more than a “day off” work. So Christians celebrate Easter while Muslims enjoy a “day off” and in the same way Muslims celebrate Salah and Christians enjoy the free time. Of course there is an exchange of ram and chicken here and there but all public holidays are in essence “privatized” based on the reason for the season.

We the “FRIENDS OF YOUGEE” (FOY from hereon) declare April 18th today and for all ages to…

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25 Shades of Awesome


I woke up this morning and I was 25. It’s such an amazing feeling. And I’ll be honest, 2, 3 years ago, I didn’t imagine I would feel this great on my 25th. I thought I would feel apprehension or fear because life was happening too fast or because I hadn’t hit certain landmarks personally but this feeling that I have this morning- it’s anything but negative vibes.

The last few months leading up to today have been great for me. I have found inner peace, contentment and rest on every side. So when I woke up this morning, I had nothing but gratitude for the life that I have, for the numerous people that colour it and for the 25 different shades of amazing that it has been. I can honestly say right now, in this moment, that I have EVERYTHING I want and need and my contentment derives from that.

So because 25th birthday, I’d like to share with you my precious readers, 25 random things about me. Enjoy!

  1. I have such a high energy level, I’ve had people question me about drug usage before because they couldn’t fathom the source of my never ending ginger. It’s not drugs I promise, it’s something in my blood. Lol!
  2. I love dancing. If you didn’t know this, then we probably aren’t friends. Because all my friends have at some point or the other been embarrassed when I suddenly break into a dance in the middle of a street to music playing only in my head. Hehe.
  3. I don’t like jollof rice. I honestly don’t get the hype so I rarely ever cook it. Can count on one hand the number of times I have cooked it in my life and will likely not run out of fingers.
  4. I love travelling. One time I changed my last name on Twitter to Ajala. Hehe. Always in the mood for an adventure.
  5. I love writing so much but I fear that if I had to do it mechanically for a long time that I would get tired of it.
  6. When I do the same thing over and over for a really long time, I get bored and restless. For something to hold my attention for a long time, it must have some dynamic elements.
  7. I can’t work a 9-5 for too long. Again with the restlessness. If I am in the same role or carrying out the same tasks for too long, my mind shuts down of its own accord. But I refuse to see this as a ‘bad’ thing sha. I guess it’s just what it is.
  8. My ideal job would involve a lot of travelling, writing, public speaking and dispute resolution.
  9. My friends are my greatest wealth and I am privileged to have a great deal of them. They always come through and that is why I am so effusive anytime a close one has a birthday.
  10. I’m allergic to honey. This was a weird discovery but honey makes me sick sometimes so I avoid taking it. Still don’t understand how or why that happens.
  11. I have a weird ‘condition’ with my knee. Still haven’t been able to figure it out but sometimes, the knee just twists and gives way and I fall then it twists right back to its normal position. It could happen while I am sitting, standing, walking, running or even lying in bed. The freakiest thing ever. It’s why I gave up athletics on a competitive level. Who knows, I would have probably been at the last Olympics. LOL. But it’s been happening since I was a kid and I have chosen to not let it get in the way of my other high energy activities. And that brings me to my next point.
  12. I am a huge fitness fan. Dancing, running, working out, lifting weights, anything to break a sweat, you name it and I’m in.
  13. My biggest fear is losing the ones I love the most. It’s why I serenade them all the time. Whether publicly or privately. I let them know just how much they mean to me so if I were to ever lose them, I would not have any regrets.
  14. Flowing from that, I have absolutely no regrets in life. If I could go back in time, there is absolutely nothing I would change about my choices. Even the seemingly bad ones have led me to this- a woman I am so proud of. So yeah, no regrets.
  15. My finger nails have two layers. It’s so weird. I don’t even bite my nails. But I peel them sometimes and it’s a little weird to look at. Don’t ask me to show you my nails if we meet. It’s a little embarrassing and I’m trying to keep them as normal as possible.
  16. My faith is the singular most important thing to me. I have walked a few rough roads and I have shared a few blazing furnaces with friends and loved ones. The only reason we came through solidly was because of faith. So it is the singular most important thing to me.
  17. I am firm believer in capacity building. Push yourself, grab every opportunity you get to grow and do not despise any task assigned to you.
  18. My basic motto for life- learn, grow, build capacity, maintain relevance.
  19. Leadership to me simply means service so the few times I have been privileged to lead, it was more a call to service and I wish our leaders shared the same sentiments.
  20. I love long walks. Walks in the park, walks by the beach. Walks anywhere. I’ve been called a professional trekker before. Lol.
  21. I love handwritten letters. It’s the fastest way to my heart.
  22. I love surprises! Getting random, unexpected gifts, a random burst of serenading, surprise visits surprise parties, etc. As long as it’s something unusual and unexpected, you have won my heart.
  23. I don’t know how to whistle a tune. This makes me sad, but I don’t know how to. Each time I purse my lips and try, it never comes out right. The sounds I make are actually laughable.
  24. I love, love, love dogs! Especially puppies. They are sooooo cute!
  25. I love hard and I am such a romantic. Happy is the man who gets to wife me. Hehe.

I just turned 25 and it is abso-freaking awesome!!!


Crux of the Matter now on Tv!

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I have celebrity friends. If you didn’t know it before, know it now. I have celebrity friends. Don’t talk to me anyhow please. *flips weave*

Hehehe. Hi people! Just a little something from my home girl Elsie Godwin.

Check it out!


‘Crux of the Matter’ talk show debuts on the 5 th of April, 2017 on R2TV.  Hosted by Elsie

Godwin, the Relationship, Dating and Sex based talk show will objectively tackle various

issues bordering on relationships between men and women with interesting guests.

Produced by Royal Roots Communication Limited and Mind-Mastik Media Collage, the

show is a thought provoking and insightful program which dissects the aforementioned

issues in the Nigerian and African context with a no holds barred approach.

“A lot of us would not come out to discuss sex openly in order not to be viewed as being

morally bankrupt or accused of not conforming to societal norms,” says Elsie Godwin,

the host of the show. “There is also a particular category of people who would rather

discuss or give their opinions on such issues only on social media platforms, but act or

speak contrary in reality,” she added.

According to Elsie, Crux of the Matter will neither be held back by those theatrical

conventions, nor swayed by other people’s perceptions, criticisms or the so-called

“societal norms” as regards relationship, dating and sex. Crux of the Matter will bring to

the fore sensitive issues most of us would only want to deal with in our closets.

Elsie Godwin, who is a Relationship, Literature and Lifestyle blogger, is familiar with the

topics as she also hosted the show on radio for one year before moving to TV.

“I am excited that the discussion is moving to TV after one year on radio. It gives me

great joy to have these conversations in order to uplift and enlighten people.”

Guests on the show will include – but will not be limited to – Celebrities, Public

Influencers, Relationship Consultants, Health Advocates, Bloggers and people with first-

hand experience or knowledge of whatever topic is being discussed.

Crux of the Matter, designed to enlighten and entertain both the young and old, also

aims to uphold the value of family, love and acceptance in the society.

Crux of the Matter airs every Wednesday on R2TV (GoTV Channel 112) at 9:30pm


Watch the first montage below:

Youtube link – https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JBGtDwlDnwY&feature=youtu.be



Cash her on TV, how about dah?

Sunset at Noon: Peace Like a Fountain


Dearest Kay,

I miss you. I really do. But it’s no longer a nagging ache in my heart. I think that somehow I have finally made my peace with your passing regardless of all I may have said last year and the year before that. I don’t even know how that happened. I just know that I no longer feel anger or resentment at your absence. Certainly not the anger and resentment and deep hurt that littered the first post I wrote about your death and how our sun set at noon.

But it’s not even just about you. Kess, Ribadu, Bukky; all the young friends I have lost. Somehow peace has come to me and I am thankful for that.

The listlessness and fatigue that usually threaten to drown me in the month of March have been replaced instead with a peace I can’t even begin to describe or explain. Interestingly, I don’t even feel guilty for that peace. I think that holding on to the fatigue in some weird way made me feel like I was still connected to you, because no matter how many years go by, I never want to forget you. I never want you to be a distant memory. I never want to have to dig too deep into the dredges of my memory to find your mischievous smile or the glint in your eyes. It’s been 3 years now and the sound of your laughter has begun to fade in my ears but I earnestly hope I never completely forget it. It’s why I write these every year, to ensure that I never forget.

I went through your Facebook pictures today. Didn’t hurt like I thought it would. I was smiling the entire time and you were smiling back in most of them with those your chubby cheeks I would have loved to pull. I do miss you Kay!

March last year was really rough but this year is better. Never mind that I lost an aunt about a week ago. But I have found strength and peace and I can’t emphasize that enough. I’m wearing a smile as I write this. Maybe because I remember what my dear friend said to me when I went crying to him last year. “Death comes to us all, just make the most of the time you have with those who are still living.” I’m doing my best to make the most of all my relationships and I will not stop consciously investing in them.

Indeed to live in the hearts of those who love you is not to die. So I am thankful that you still live in my heart- you and every other person who has left me on this side of eternity. Spring is here, the flowers are blooming and I have peace flowing like a fountain on my insides.

Forever loving you,