Oceans Apart (5) by Milli

‘Osas my baby gir!!!!!….how are you now?”

“Baby girl ko….baby girl ni abegi..please no dey talk that kin thing”

“Ah ah why you just harsh like this na”

“Bimbo I don’t have time….I have somewhere to be at four.”

“Okay….Okay lets go inside”

Bimbo had not let Osas rest for the last few weeks because of Behi. He couldn’t even explain why he wanted Behi back so much but he was determined to have her back at his side and…in his bed of course. Osas had been blowing him off whenever he told her he wanted to meet and talk with her about the whole thing. She finally gave up after a lot of persuasion. Bimbo was Osas’s good friend but she knew she could never let him get close to Behi again and was determined to make that not happen.

“I want her back….” Bimbo said after they had settled into their seats and ordered for their meal.

Osas laughed….a high pitched mocking laughter

Bimbo frowned “Osas I’m serious”

“My dear…” Osas said, putting a hand on his shoulder and looking straight into to his eyes “Forget about it…she would never come back to you”

“How do you know?”

“You cheated on her three times….if someone does that to you shey you would go back to the person…?”

They talked for quite a while with Bimbo admitting that he really messed up and how he had not met anyone else better than her. Osas still stood on her words saying Behi would never take him back chipping how she had begged so much on his behalf whenever he messed up.

“I was really silly then Osas….I don’t know why I was doing that….but I’ve changed…honestly.. I really want a serious relationship now.

“Eheen so then you didn’t want a serious relationship right…you knew she was fragile and you hurt her over and over again…see eh Bimbo find yourself another girl…not Behi…she has a new boyfriend now and they are both very serious about their relationship…..infact…”

“Tell me about him”……Bimbo cut Osas off

“About who?”

“Her boyfriend”

“You don’t need to know anything about him Bimbo’

‘Osas come on….just a little bit…I mean it’s not like I would send guys to beat him or something”

“That’s not even possible…he’s not in the country.”

On hearing that, a little smile formed across Bimbo’s lips.

“Oh really….so when does he get back”

Osas had seen the smile and thought it was rather suspicious and snapped back

“That’s none of your business”

“Hmmm you want to protect your friend abi”

“Bimbo see, I have told you forget about her”

“Osas you know it’s better you just tell me….you know if I wanted to know who she was with I would have found out a long time ago.”

“Eh….then go and find out yourself.”

“Clearly this is not how I expected this meeting to go”

“Bimbo stay away from her….I know we are friends but I’m sorry….I can’t help you with this one”

“I’ve heard you dearest”…..Bimbo said with a sly smile on his face

Osas said “hmmmm well thanks for the meal….I’m leaving”

“Bye bye dear”


Osas left while Bimbo sat there pondering about the mystery guy who was dating his Behi. He was quite cross that Osas didn’t say anything that could help him. He should have known Osas was too smart to reveal anything that would help him get Behi back but he was determined to get her back…the urge was growing…he wanted to hold her…he wanted to kiss her….he wanted her at his side and he wasn’t going to let anything stop him.

Osas knew immediately that she had to warn Behi about Bimbo. As calm and sweet as she was Behi had a little atom of stubbornness and mischief which usually went overboard when she didn’t handle the situation properly. However she had to deliver some files for her boss to someone at four. She quickly made a call to Behi

“Behi wassup?”

“I am fine dear…u?”

“I am okay…are you closing early today?”

“I am not sure o…heard there is going to be a meeting at 4.30….but at most I should be done by 6. You want to hang out somewhere after?”

“Yes….I need to discuss something with you in person”

“Hmmm okay….where and when do we meet?”

“Bukka Hut”

“Alright would let you know when I am on my way”


Oceans Apart (4) by Milli

“Erm  child of God….are you not going to church” Behi asked Osas who was still lazing on the bed.

“Hmmm yea yea I’m going”

“Get up and dress up na…do u want us to go late?” Behi said hastily

“Ok I will dress up now”

The service was nice and they both enjoyed it. Usually after service Behi wuld have gone to meet up with Dozie for lunch but that definitely wasn’t happening this Sunday and many more Sundays to come. As usual Osas had a solution.

“Dozie isn’t around o sisteh so whats the plan?” she knew Behi would probably just want to go home and she was right .

“Dunno…might just go home.”

“I’m not going home o….ah ah go home and do what now…what if there is no light?…..there is one fashion show at Terrakulture and I have two tickets are you interested?”

“Osas….. Osas you are always ready to go for one event or the other….sure I am interested” Behi said with a small smile.

“Yay!!!! But I’m hungry sha lets go eat somewhere and chill first”

“Okay lets go I know a place nearby”

“Huh you ke…you know a nice restaurant around”

“Yes na….ah ah what do u mean”

“Hmmm….Dozie has made a good impact on you…” she suddenly stopped… Uh oh shouldn’t have said his name she thought to herself.

In a few seconds Behi’s face fell  “I wonder what he’s up to now”

“Sweetie I’m sure he is fine. Shey he’s staying with Emeka…they would probably be bonding by now.”

“Yea… it’s been ages they last saw each other…..Lets go eat…it’s a lovely day don’t wanna be sad.”

With that Osas led her friend to the car.


Phone rings…….

Bimbo opened one eye and then the other as he tried to sit up but when he did he realized he had a splitting headache. Last night turned out to be quite eventful. His phone kept on ringing and it seemed to increase his headache the more. He picked up the call without looking at the number and answered.


“Guy!!!!! Nawa o I’ve been calling you since.” It was Eno

“Abeg no vex….I just dey wake up”

“Oh I see…how your party dey last night”

“It rocked infact guy the headache wey I get now as I dey talk to you eh”

“Choi….chairman I trust you…I don dey London now o just say make I hail you I never really settle”

If there was one other thing Bimbo remembered the night before it was that he had seen Behi.

“Okay….hope the cold no dey too much”

“My guy it is o….the cold is serious”

“Eyah…sori…eheen guess who I saw yesterday before I got home for the party”

“Who did you see?”


“Wait which Behi?” He didn’t want to believe it was his ex/ Dozies girlfriend he was referring to

“My ex nah…?”

Eno didn’t know what to say…a couple of hours ago he was with Behi’s boyfriend on the same plane and now Bimbo is telling him he saw her yesterday.

“Guy you still dey there”

“Yes I am…sorry”

“Meen I really regret what I did to her o….she was close to perfect”

“Er guy…I go buzz you on bb when I settle eh….take care”

“Hmmm…ok o no problem….bye”


Eno sat down looking into space. He was slowly becoming the middle man. Should he tell both parties? He met Bimbo in the university right from his first year and a close friendship formed between them. He and Dozie were good friends in secondary school and had just reconnected. He had said a whole lot about Behi during the flight chipping in from time to time how if her ex hadn’t messed up he wouldn’t have had his chance. He decided to keep the whole thing to himself. No need revealing anything for now.


“Meeen babes this meal is delish….” Osas said

“I was surprised you didn’t say you were watching your weight” Behi joked. She was really happy Osas was around she would have probably gone back home and cried her eyes out if she wasn’t.

“Abeg free that thing jare…we should be leaving soon though”.

They left after a while to Terrakulture. The place was beautifully arranged with lots of statement jewelries and pieces. Definitely the kind of place Osas liked to be in. less than ten minutes after they arrived, she already saw like a hundred things she wanted to buy. Behi was simpler than Osas in terms of fashion but was a pro in matching colors. She saw a couple of things she liked too. As they settled in their seats Osas phone rang it was Bimbo.

“Hey darl….wassup”

“I’m good…u”

“Well I’m trying to be ok

“Are you sick or something

“No….last night’s iranu”

“Oh….yea that’s true…you must always…..”

“How is she?” Bimbo cut her off before she could finish her statement


“You know na”

“She’s fine”

“Is she with you?”

“Why are you asking”

“Nothing just want to know”


“Wanna talk to her”

“No you can’t…you know she doesn’t want to talk to you……”

Behi didn’t need anybody to tell her who Osas was talking to on the phone she sighed heavily. All of a suddenly she felt Dozies absence again. She didn’t know if she should try calling him or not. Well there was no harm in trying.  She walked away from Osas and quickly fished out her phone and called the number he had called her with earlier. It rang a couple of times before he answered.

“Sweetie” she cooed

“My baby, how are you?”

“I’m fine…you?”

“Please cut the call and let me call you back don’t want you to waste your credit”

“Baby it’s fine”

“Nah I insist”

She cut the call and he called back instantly. Gosh Dozie always had to show he was the man

They talked for a while before they hung up. As she hung up the phone and walked back to where Osas was, she said to her

“Babe Bimbo said he wants to see you”

“For what?” Behi said with a scowl

“I don’t know o”

“Abeg he should just leave me alone”

“Hmmm he sounded sober on the phone sha…maybe he’s come back to senses”

“It’s now he’s coming back to his senses….please I’m with Dozie now”

“Maybe you should just hear him out…you know just for fun”….Osas said her eyes lighting up with mischief

“Choi you this girl…..hmmm maybe I will o for fun purposes’

“Just be careful sha…Bimbo is quite sly”

“Of cos I know”

“Think about it and let me know what you decide”


Oceans Apart (3) by Milli

Dozie settled down on his seat in the plane and checked for the most important item he needed; earphones. No time to be staring at people on the plane. He always got lost in the movies going from one movie to another until his eyes were tired then he would sleep for the remaining part of the flight. That had always been his “plane tradition” anytime he travelled out of the country. After all the announcements and safety precautions they were finally ready for takeoff. “This is it” he thought. He was finally leaving Nigeria. He thought about Behi and wondered what she was doing. He snapped out of his thoughts when a male voice greeted him.

“Guy wassup”

“I’m alright” Dozie said trying to picture if he knew the face.

“You don’t remember me…it’s me….Eno from secondary school”

“Hey!!!!!!! guy how far na….you don change o….I no even recognize you again….”

Eno was one of his good friends from secondary school and Dozie has wondered why he had not seen him all the while he was checking in. He realized that Behi had been on his mind all that time. Fortunately for them, there was an empty seat beside Dozie so they could sit down together for the flight.

He and Eno had lost touch a while after they had left secondary school. At least for once he had company on the plane. Eno was also going for masters in the United Kingdom but he was going to Coventry and not London like Dozie was. They talked about everything from friends to family to football and finally the women in their lives. Eno was single apparently he had just broken off things with his girlfriend a while ago. Dozie told him about Behi and Eno asked him if he was ready for the whole long distance relationship thing adding that he had heard countless stories of how most relationships of the sort never lasted because of distance. Dozie confidently told him he was ready to do what he needed to and he trusted Behi dearly. Eno was curious to know who the Behi chic was that had made Dozie want to commit so much so he asked for a picture. Dozie was always a ladies man in secondary school all the girls liked him and he always played around with them. Clearly he had dropped that character. Dozie brought out his iphone and showed Eno a picture of Behi. “Pretty….” Eno told Dozie and Dozie smiled. “Hmmm dude you are in love o” Eno said to him. However there was something very familiar about her but he couldn’t just figure it out. They kept on talking for a while and then “DANG”!!!!! it struck him like a lightning bolt. Behi was his close friend’s ex-girlfriend Bimbo. He had met her couple of times when she was still with Bimbo. Bimbo used to open up to him whenever they had issues and he knew when Bimbo had cheated on her not once, not twice but thrice causing the relationship to end. She was a good girl and honestly Bimbo had never appreciated her. “Small world” he thought to himself but he didn’t know if he should tell Dozie he knew Behi. They had just seen each other and were reconnecting so he decided not to say anything.


Behi turned to face the owner of the voice she just heard. The person she had avoided seeing was standing right in front of her now.

“Hey Behi wassup”

“I’m fine…you”

“Well I’m great”

They talked for a while and Osas came down to check what was happening since her friend had been gone for quite some time. She was in shock when she saw Behi and Bimbo talking. She quickly went to interrupt the conversation because she knew Behi hadn’t bargained for this tonight. Bimbo tried convincing them to come for his party but Osas continuously declined.  Finally they said their goodbyes and parted ways.

Bimbo walked back to the car where some of his guys were waiting for him. Behi had really changed now from what he could remember. She looked really cute tonight even though she was just wearing a blouse with jeans. A wave of regret swept over him as he remembered how he had hurt her in the past. She was a great girlfriend but he clearly wasn’t as good as he should have been. He knew she was dating someone else now but had no idea who the person was. “Well no time to feel sad” he thought to himself he had a party to get to.

“Babe, are you alright” Osas touched Behi’s hand as she drove. Behi had been really quiet since they left Phase 1.

“I’m alright” Behi said “Just didn’t expect to see him the same day Dozie had to leave”

“I know dearie”

“Seeing him just brings back all the pain he caused me…he really did hurt me”

“Sorry dearie…don’t want you thinking about him can’t believe I actually thought about taking you to his party…don’t know what I was thinking”

“It’s okay dear” Behi smiled.

They finally got home and settled to eat their pizza and ice cream. Fashion police was on TV and shortly after they were laughing at Joan River’s insults and all that had happened that night was forgotten…. for a while.


The party was in full swing now at Bimbo’s place. People were dancing, eating, drinking. It had been his birthday a few days ago but it was a work day so he decided to celebrate it during the weekend. All these were going on but for some reason all he could think about was Behi. “Why am I thinking about her?” he thought to himself. After the breakup he decided to take a break before entering into another relationship one in which he was ready to be faithful and during that break he had had a couple of flings. Now he was searching for a responsible girl to be his girlfriend but had found none. He was just not meeting the right ones. He felt a bit of regret again as he remembered what he had done to Behi. She never deserved what he did to her. Gosh if only Eno was here he would have been able to cheer him up but dude was far away up in the sky on a plane to United Kingdom.

“Why are you not dancing….is it not your party” a voice said to him. It was some girl.

“Yea…I’m just observing” he said actually wondering what he meant by that.

“Come on let’s dance” she said.

“Okay” he said  as he got up to dance thoughts of Behi left his mind.


Dozie and Eno continued to talk about anything and everything. Luckily Eno was going to be in London for a while before he finally went to Coventry. Dozie was really happy they had run into each other. After a while they both slept off and by the time they woke up the plane was preparing to land.  When it had landed and they were getting out of the plane. The cold was something else.

“Hey!!!! Which kin cold be this na…..” Eno said.

“Guy welcome to London” Dozie said.

After they has crossed the border and gotten their luggage, Dozie immediately switched his sim card with a Lyca one he had bought from the airport to call his sweetheart. Yes he had told her he would call when he had settled down but he just couldn’t wait he needed to speak to her. Eno told him she would probably still be sleeping but he really didn’t care. He called her and yea…she was still sleeping because she hadn’t picked up on the first, second or third ring. Just as he was about to cut the phone after another couple of rings she picked up and he heard her sleepy voice.

“Dozie is that you” she said

“Yes baby I landed safely….  still at the airport but I just had to hear your voice”

“Aww baby, that’s so sweet. My sleep was interrupted but as far as it’s you I’m not annoyed”

Dozie laughed “Ok boo…I will call you later in the day okay love you”

“Love you too boo…bye”

The line went dead. “Love wan tin tin” Eno teased as Dozie dropped his phone in his bag. They both exchanged phone numbers and boarded taxis to their destinations and planned to meet up again before Eno finally left for Coventry. Dozie headed to his brothers place where he would be staying till he moved into school some days later. Well he was finally in London now with the quiet roads. The cold was also terrible.

“Dozie!!!!!! His younger brother exclaimed with so much joy. “My one and only big bro meen  I have missed you o!!!” Dozie had not seen his brother for about three years and he was sure very glad to see him. Apparently he was almost as tall as him now

“Guy where you think you dey grow to…u wan pass me abi” Dozie said jokingly

“Yes o…..how was your flight…and erm how is she….?”

“Flight was ok….she’s fine I guess…..”

Emeka knew about his brother’s girlfriend Behi and noticed the way his brother’s expression changed when he asked about her. This was not going to be easy for him.  Thinking of a way to cheer him up he said

“Guy I know say u never chop better food since you enter that plane”

Those words definitely called Dozie’s attention and he replied “Yes o…I’m starving”

“Oya I get plenty food for house” Emeka was a good cook.

“Abeg make we go chop”

Emeka warmed up some food and they both ate and talked about family, school and other things.

Oceans Apart (2) by Milli

Still waiting for his flight Dozie continued to recall how he had met his lovely sweetheart Behi…….. Their eyes had met in the theater and almost immediately she stood up and walked out. He suddenly felt the urge to follow her and acted on impulse and stood up from his seat. Vivian who had now dropped her phone saw him hurriedly standing up to go out.

 “Where are you going” she asked

“I’ll be back soon”…. He said quickly

He walked out of the theater and looked around for her but there was no sign of her. He was a bit disappointed and started to walk back into the theater when lo and behold he saw her. He could see her very well this time she was slim, kind of tall but not too tall and looked quite simple with a pair of jeans and tank top. She had braids on which was wrapped in a bun on the top of her head which made her look taller. She was on the phone and when she got off the phone she put it back in her bag. He quickly walked up to her and said

“I am really sorry about your glasses I can tell you were really upset when you walked out of the theater”

She looked at him and said ,“It’s….. okay had an extra pair in the car”

“That’s good…erm can we see after the play I feel I really owe u a better apology….maybe I could take you out for a drink or something”

Behi was tempted to say yes. She could see the dude who knocked off her glasses very well now. She had to admit that he was handsome and was much taller than she was. She sighed in her mind. She had just gotten off the phone with her ex…. Bimbo…. whom she hadn’t exactly gotten over. He was calling to well…. check up on her. She had told herself a million times she wouldn’t pick his calls but oh well she couldn’t stop herself and the most annoying part was that he knew she wasn’t over him. The dude in front of her now seemed like a good distraction so she accepted his after play drink proposal.

“Ok that’s cool” she said

He smiled and introduced himself “Thanks” he said “I’m Dozie by the way”

“Behi” she replied back.

“Think the show is finally about to start lets go in I’ll see you after the show”

And with that they both walked back to the theater.


Behi had finally said those three words to Dozie. He actually deserved to hear it. He wasn’t just her boyfriend but her best friend also. She could tell him anything and everything but she always had a problem saying those three words because to her they were sacred and should not just be used anyhow except the time was right. She never felt the way she did when she was with Bimbo though. She never really felt comfortable around him as to tell him anything and everything. He was a good guy for a while until he messed up.

She had finally decided to go see a movie with Osas instead of saying home and feeling sad. Her parents were out of town and her sister was in Dubai for a conference.  Osas decided to come and stay over which she was really thankful for. While dressing up she didn’t really feel the need to make up and look all pretty.  Dozie wasn’t around who was she looking all pretty for. Osas was waiting for her downstairs. As she emerged from the stairs, Osas took one look at her and shouted.

“Behi Ighodaro…do not tell me this how you want to leave this house”

“What’s wrong” Behi asked pretending she didn’t know what Osas was referring to.

“Babe come on I know Dozie is leaving but that does not mean you will start looking like a house girl please go put some makeup on and let your hair down.”

Behi sighed her friend was right. She was a lady and she had to look presentable. She didn’t know Dozie’s absence would affect her this much. She had seen him earlier that day and had cried her eyes out. She didn’t even have the heart to follow him to the airport. That would have been too much for her. She went upstairs put on some makeup and came back down to meet Osas. Osas finished up her friend’s look by letting down her hair. She had never seen Behi so sad and down and all because of a guy. Well they both loved each other dearly and she was happy that it was one of her plays that made them meet each other. Anyways her friend was sad and she being an edgy chic was determined to lift her friend’s spirit tonight. She had plans for them to go for a friend’s party after the movie and hoped Behi would agree. With that thought they both left the house and drove off into the night.

Well you know what they say the city comes alive at night and Lagos was not an exception. The Palms was full of people one would wonder if they didn’t have better things to do. Behi had already told Dozie she was going out with Osas. It wasn’t like he didn’t like her but to him she was kind of wild and he didn’t want his precious Behi all about town with some wild chic. Anyways they had been friends before he came into the picture and Behi had never become what she was. So he just told her to enjoy her movie. After all she shouldn’t be all sad because of him.

The boarding gate for Dozie’s flight was finally open. Things were becoming clearer to him now. He was really leaving Nigeria. All he could think about was Behi…. his precious Behi.

After the play that evening he took her and Vivian to a nice spot. He had explained to Vivian what had happened earlier so she understood and later left both of them alone. After she had left Dozie studied the lady sitting down beside him. She was okay with a nice smile but men those eyes were so beautiful. He was actually getting lost in them when she asked

“Erm…are you okay”

Startled he replied “Er yes…sorry was a little distracted…your eyes…are so gorgeous”


“So did you enjoy the play?”

Her eyes lit up…his heart literally skipped a beat

“Yes it was lovely my friend was one of the actors”

They talked a lot and he really enjoyed her company. He definitely wanted to see her again. They exchanged phone numbers and blackberry pins. They hung out a couple of times he was somebody she was really comfortable with and to him she was well…different from other girls he had met. Well he finally asked her to be his girlfriend and the rest is history.

Behi really enjoyed the movie “Best Man Holiday” which was a reunion of the cast of “The Best Man” an old movie she and Osas had watched a couple of times when they were much younger. She had no idea a new movie with the same cast was out and was shocked and happy at the same time when Osas told her that was the movie they were watching. The movie was a sad/happy movie Behi was really touched by the movie but all Osas did was talk about how hot Morris Chestnut and Taye Diggs were…… typical Osas always drooling over the hot guys Behi admitted the same. Osas was about to tell her about the party she wanted them to go for when her phone rang it was Dozie.

“Hey baby, are you done with your movie now?”

“Yes love I am”

A little smile formed on his lips when he heard the word “love”

“Ok baby…just wanted to let you know that I’m on board now”

Behi couldn’t believe her ears he was really leaving her heart sank

“Ok baby” she said

“Sweetie I love you very much and I promise I would come back for you”

Osas being  a smart girl didn’t need anybody to tell her what was going on she could see the tears forming in her friend’s eyes already as the cinema lights were back on and quickly led her out of the cinema to where the car was parked.

“I love you too baby and I believe you. I would be right here waiting for you when you get back…safe journey”

“Thanks sweetie I will call you immediately I land and settle down take care of yourself for me okay?”

“Okay baby…bye”


The line went dead followed by the tears. Osas held her friend in the parking lot and comforted her while she cried. She loved Behi so much and had to be with her at such times as this. Behi was quite fragile. After she cried she wiped her eyes and told Osas to take her home. But Osas said

“No way. We are not going home”


“We are going to groove utunu” she said with a wide smile

“Not in the mood I just wanna go home”

“Hmmm….that’s what you said about the movie see as your face change when you saw Morris Chestnut and Taye Diggs”

Behi laughed a little….”Yea why wouldn’t it…I mean didn’t you see those packs”

“I saw it oh my dear…anyways a friend of mine is having a get together and said I could bring someone….”

Behi cut her off saying “Who is the friend”

This was the question Osas had been dreading all night. It was Bimbo. Behi’s ex. Yes he and Behi had broken up some years back but they (Osas and Bimbo) were still friends.

“Don’t worry dear….let’s just go…I don’t just want you to go home and start brooding over Dozie again”

“Just tell me who the person is I wouldn’t beat you”

Osas never had the heart to lie to Behi and in a defeated voice she said “It’s Bimbo”

Behi couldn’t believe her ears. “Osas seriously???? Of all people??? you have been great today in trying to cheer me up but I don’t think going to Bimbo”s party is the best thing right now”

“I know. I’m sorry babes”

“It’s okay”

“Alright I know you don’t want to go home so why don’t we go get some pizza and ice cream…my treat” Behi said with a smile

“Pizza and ice cream….nah I’m watching my weight” Osas said with a straight face

Behi hit her playfully and her lap and said “You are always watching your weight”

Osas laughed and said ‘Lead the way my dear”

They drove out of the parking lot and after a bit of traffic they were off to Lekki phase one to get pizza and ice cream. The place wasn’t so full and soon it was their turn. They took their pizza orders and then off they went to get some yummy coldstone ice cream. It was truly the ice cream of life. Behi then went to pick up their pizza from downstairs. As she turned to head back up to meet Osas, she heard someone call her name.


She literally froze. She knew that voice anytime, anywhere even in her sleep. She turned around and to look at the forever familiar voice. Your guess is as good as mine. It was Bimbo…..her ex.

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.

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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Thank you for sticking with me. Be back soon!

Lẹ́bẹ́: Sneak Peek

You know Seun Odukoya, of course you would, seeing that I’m always going on and on about him.

Well Seun has done it again. Read the excerpt of his new book below to see what I’m talking about.



There were no stars in the sky that night; Chibuzor could tell that much from his position as his vision seemed to dim and brighten alternatively. He was conscious enough to regret not backing up the latest designs for the clothing line company he and his girl were setting up; conscious enough to know the police could see what was happening to him but refused to do anything; thinking about how he was alive with nothing worse than a headache and ripped pants to show for his ordeal. He could hear the clatter of plastic on tarmac and tried to sit up.

A light-headed feeling rushed in on him; his stomach rebelled – he quickly lay on his back once again. From the sounds, it didn’t seem the thieves had noticed him.

Another thing to be thankful for, he decided.

He lay still, feigning unconsciousness, wishing they would just go away. They were mumbling, but for reasons he wasn’t sure about, he couldn’t hear what they were saying.

“Wetin una dey do dia?” said a voice.

Chibuzor’s eyes flew open; the police had come! He stretched his hand, groping for the iron grating of the compound. He found it and pulled himself up, at the same time forcing his swimming vision to focus long enough and seek out who it was that had spoken.

What he saw however made him freeze halfway up.

A figure, a tall and dark figure stood not too far away from the left of Chibuzor. It was what this man was wearing however that made Chibuzor freeze. It was impossible to tell what he looked like because his head was covered with a hood, leaving his face in shadow. He was wearing a dark-colored hooded shirt with a huge, white skull and crossbones printed on the front of it. His hands were wrapped in white bandages; like a boxer would have on before putting on his gloves. Dark-colored jeans and ankle-length black and white Converse sneakers completed his ensemble.

He looked out of place considering the evening heat; there was nothing friendly about the way he stood, in the way darkness somehow clung to him.

The thieves looked at each other and then the self-elected spokesman for the group said, “Oga, waka dey go o. Na we reach here fest. We don even obtain am finis, tomorrow fit be your – “

Chibuzor wasn’t sure what happened. One moment the tout was trying to discourage the stranger, next moment he was staggering backwards trying to keep blood in his nose with his hands. The hooded guy was standing in front of Chibuzor now.

“Oya, drop everything wey you collect back!” the man snarled.

The other touts jumped forward, the smoker pulling out a kitchen knife from the waistband of his jeans, the second wielding a plank. Hooded guy slowly moved backwards, drawing them away from Chibuzor who couldn’t believe his eyes.

God! I must have banged my head real hard, he thought.

Nevertheless, he watched as his savior sidestepped the descending plank and hit its wielder with a left uppercut. Chibuzor winced as he heard the clear crunch of teeth clashing together in a not-so-nice way. The plank wielder went down and screamed through mashed lips and blood-soaked hands. The one with a smashed nose straightened from his crouch and, grabbing the plank, joined the knife-swinger who just sent the knife towards the hooded guy’s midriff in a stabbing move.

A left forearm knocked the knife-holding hand aside and a right jab to the throat put him out of the fight permanently. The knife fell to the tarmac with a clatter and he held his throat with both hands and staggered, thudding loudly beside Chibuzor, breath rattling in his throat.

The loud blaring of a horn drowned out the coughing sounds and a danfo screamed past. “See dis mumus wey dey fight for night!!!” somebody, probably the conductor, yelled.

The plank wielder and the hooded guy circled each slowly, like boxers looking for an opening – and then the plank went up. At that moment, a sound interjected and Chibuzor realized that a phone somewhere was vibrating. The next moment he was once again focused on the tableau before him, forgetting what he’d heard.

He watched as the hooded figure moved aside to avoid the plank with a smoothness that reminded of Michael Jackson moonwalking. He blinked – and the hooded figure was close enough to the plank wielder to hug him. Instead of a hug however, the hooded figure hit him with a swift right-left combination that would have made many a professional boxer envious. In this case however, the street lights were enough illumination for Chibuzor to see the tout’s face change color – and then, he turned his head away as the tout threw up.

The tout fell to his knees and continued to throw up, blood dripping from his nose and mixing with the puke.

Chibuzor was disgusted.

“How you…are you alright?”

Chibuzor stayed against the wall, frightened into immobility. He stared as though hypnotized at the man’s face – at least, where a face was supposed to be. The man’s voice was gruff, uncultured…not too different from what the thieves had sounded like. Chibuzor didn’t move, his heartbeats thunderous in his ears.

“E for beta if you begin dey go o, because dem go wake soon,” hooded guy said, waving in the direction of the touts who were slowly moving again, holding parts of them that hurt. The tout throwing up had stopped, but he was bent over on his knees holding his stomach, rocking back and forth and making moaning noises. Chibuzor left the wall and staggered a bit, feeling for and finding a lump on the back of his head, aware his headache was now a distant pain. He looked at his savior with disbelief.

“What are you, Daredevil…or what…?”

The hood swung his way – and even though he couldn’t see inside it he felt a burning stare.

“Carry your tins dey go,” the voice from within the hood said.

There was a cold finality to the sentence that started Chibuzor moving. He looked around, and spotted his valuables scattered amongst the groaning bodies. Quickly he darted between them and scooped up his laptop, phone, wallet and twenty naira one after the other. Stashing them into his bag, he turned towards the hood who was pointing back towards the busier side of Opebi – the left side from where they were standing.

“Selfie?” Chibuzor asked.


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