On days like this, rainy days. I just sit at my desk, pen in hand staring at the piece of paper before me. 

I’ve always hated rain, but he loved it. 

I can remember his laugh the first time we danced in the rain. His face aglow and alive, no one would ever have been able to guess that he’d been near his death the past month. But he was a fighter, he fought. He fought hard and fought well.

On days like this, I remember how we met. It was a very sunny day, my favourite kind of day. He lay on my favourite park bench soaking in the sun, as I approached, my shadow blocked his flow of sunlight causing him to look up at me. 

“I used to dislike sunny days” he said as soon as our eyes met “But I’d take it a million times over than be confined”

I didn’t understand his words and barely managed a polite smile and a nod and he sat up for me to join him on the bench. 

“Kit Kat or Twix” he asked as I sat up. 

I really don’t remember how, but we started talking that day. 


He’d been diagnosed with leukemia 6 months back, bed ridden for 2 out of those months. 

I didn’t understand the medical jibberish involved with his condition, but he had 80-20 chance of survival, the odds were in his favour. He was going to scale through. 

On the day of the deciding surgerical operation that would tell whether he lived or died, he called me aside. 

“In case I don’t make it write to me” he said with all seriousness. 

I looked at him like he was crazy, obviously he was for thinking that he wouldn’t make it. 

“Don’t talk nonsense, they’re going to wheel you out of there and you’ll be all fixed up, it’s normal for you to be scared, don’t worry, you’ll get better” I answered as I took his hand with what I hoped was a reassuring smile on my face, I was scared for him, very scared, but I also had to be strong for him. 

“Seriously write to me” he said, gripping my hand tightly then added as an afterthought “on rainy days. I love rainy days”

He was wheeled into the theatre room a couple of minutes later.

Now I’m stuck here on rainy days staring blankly at a sheet of paper. 

Rainy days are the worst. 


New post. 

Have a nice week ahead guys! 

A.N.T.I.C.I.P.A.T.E my next post on Friday. 

🍔 Cheeseburger 

EXP #1

EXP #1

I remember the day I met him.

I shivered in fear where I was being held by heavily armed men. My feet were as the branches of a feeble tree in a storm, my heart was racing 5,055 kilometres per hour , and my breathing? It was as if my asthma was going to come back. And it did. 

I think that’s why he had mercy on me.

A couple of seconds into my attack, he walked into the stuffy, cramped, dimly lit holding room that was the boys quarters of his gigantic house.

“Sir” I heard one of the armed guys say, and I felt him pointing at me.

I crumpled to the floor and as I fell I got a glimpse of him, more than that, I looked into his eyes, and I could have sworn I saw compassion swirl in those cold unfeeling eyes for the fraction of a second we had eye contact.

“Get her into the car, to the nearest hospital. Now!” he ordered.


“You stole from me” he said after the doctors had declared me stable.

Those eyes. Cold, hard, lifeless. I shivered under the covers of the hospital bed, I tried to gulp but the spit got stuck somewhere in my throat and I began to choke. He stood there, unfazed as my eyes watered and I beat my chest.

“You stole from me” he repeated. My gulp was well executed this time and also very audible, I didn’t know what to say, and in those moments the not-so-well-bleached white hospital covers was the most fascinating thing in my universe, like seriously it had this huge washed-off brown blotch on it, and I could bet half my money it was either someone’s vomit or blood.

“Are you even listening?!”

I snapped back to reality instantly and looked up to see a livid young man before me. I gulped yet again.

“Your little juvenile escapade cost me alot, and you’re going to work for me till I get back the last kobo on all the money I spent on that car and your hospital bill, so I own you till your debt is done”

The way he said it, with so much authority, my brain couldn’t connect with my mouth to even utter a single word of protest.

“Do you understand?”

Blink, blink.

“Do. You. Understand?”

The connection sparked to life and I heard myself saying yes before I understood the import of what I was saying.

He gave me a smile then, one that sent jitters down to my toes and those cold eyes caused goosebumps to spring up on my arm.


Yes, this is a story, which I’m going to be updating every Friday. What do you think? It’s still the beginning so you ought to be a little bit confused sha. Somebody pray I get the inspiration and motivation to continue.

Click here for EXP #1.1

A.N.T.I.C.I.P.A.T.E my next post on Sunday.

🍔 Cheeseburger. 



It’s a world of happiness, 

A world of colours.

It’s so easy to sit here and pity myself; 

I don’t have these… 

I don’t have those… 

C’mon, put an end to your pity party!

Stop whining, you big sissy. 

In my world, we create what we can’t have. 


I saw this in one of my old books, I probably wrote it for myself to myself when I was going through one of those I-didn’t-get-what-I-wanted phases. 

But the world is too full of possibilities to sit back and mope. We create what we can’t have! 

So let that be your driving force this week, even when you want something that’s far beyond your reach, we create what we can’t have. 

Adios, till Friday

🍔 Cheeseburger 



Look into my eyes, 

They say its the window into my soul,

Look into my eyes and find all these answers you need.

I’m a stubborn liar; don’t trust the words out of my mouth.

There are lots of things I want to tell you.

But I can’t! 

So look into my eyes, and let me tell you. 

See the emotion for  yourself. 

Don’t fall in love with my face, 

I will still wrinkle.

Fall in love with my eyes, 

They never age. 

My heart is filled with so much emotion that I dare not speak.

But my eyes, they speak volumes.

So just look. 

Look into my eyes, let me tell you stories. 


Hey guys! I totally forgot I have a blog to update till a friend spoke to me about it this evening. And I was staring at my phone for the longest time before this even came to me. 

>You said I should write something for you, well here it is<

Have a nice weekend! 

🍔 Cheeseburger.



Turns out the phone wasn’t with Niyi. 

“Have you called it?” she asked from where she sat on the floor in Ofure’s room as Ofure used a blade on the weave-on sewed to her head, I had just narrated the whole story to her and my heart was beating extra fast, I hadn’t gotten to the end of the Twyse video I was watching for Chrissake!

“No, it’s on vibration” I answered crestfallen. 

“Doesn’t matter nah, you can still call it and open your ears very well, even vibration has sound” Ofure said not taking her eyes off Niyi’s hair.

“Here, use my phone” said Niyi, stretching out the phone to me. I called my line and it started ringing, carefully I made my way to where all the madness had started- Debby’s room “Have you seen it?” Aimee and Amen asked as I entered the room.

“No, I’m calling it right now” I said as I did a quick scan of the room and stepped out. It didn’t seem to be there, I moved on to my room, soft music met my ears as I entered, but it was coming from Leah’s phone. 

“I’m calling my phone” I said as I strained my ears for any sign of vibration. 

Nothing. This was already frustrating. 

I went back to Niyi feeling depressed and returned her phone to her.

I didn’t feel like going back to my room, I went to my other neighbour’s room instead. I couldn’t function well without knowing where my phone was and I wasn’t ready to deal with any pessimism from Leah. I said a quick prayer to God for the speedy recovery of my phone as I entered Taiye’s room. 

“Taiye, I’m looking for my phone” I told my friend before plopping down on her bed. 

“Your phone? I saw it with somebody outside your room a few minutes ago” Mo said before Taiye could even reply, I immediately shot up from where I sat.

“Who?” I asked eagerly. 

Mo scratched her head “I can’t remember, was it… I dunno” 

“Hey Ire, this is where you are sef,can I borrow your rollers?” Jane asked poking her head into Taiye’s room. 

“No problem, it’s in my table drawer” I answered dismissively, my mind reeling at the new piece of information. 

“I think it was Niyi or Angelique that I saw with your phone, I just can’t remember who, it was one of them sha” Mo said as Jane left, her face scrunched up in her thinking pose “I’m not sure, I don’t know whether it was Niyi or Angelique, but… I dunno” 

“Thanks Ire” Jane said stepping back into the room with my bag of bending rollers “Ehehn, Ire come and send the pictures that we snapped in class to me” 

“I can’t find my phone” I said to her. 

“Ahahn, isn’t it on your table?” Jane asked. 

“No, I left it on the railing, and I can find it” I replied. 

“No. It’s on your table, I just saw it now” Jane insisted and without pausing walked out of Taiye’s room into mine. 

“Isn’t this the phone?” 

My heart stuttered, Jane had never looked more beautiful standing in the doorway to Taiye’s room, holding my phone in her hand. 

“My God! Where did you see it” 

“It was on your table nah” Jane replied. 

I took the phone from her and went back to my room. My last roommate- Chika was sitting on her bunk. 

“Hey Chika, when did you come in?” I asked. 

“I saw you when you went to Ofure’s room to meet Niyi”

“Oh” I answered “Leah my phone came back” 

“Did it travel before?” Chika asked.

“It’s been missing for about 15 minutes now, abeg who entered this room this evening?”

“Where did you find it?” Leah asked. 

“Jane found it on my table just now, please you guys who entered this room” I said. 

“Umm, Angelique entered to return the toilet key, but she didn’t get to your table, she only entered gave me the key and stepped out” Chika said.

“Are you sure it was only Angelique that entered?”

Angelique? But I’ve already asked her about it, something just doesn’t add up here, something fundamental is missing, I can feel it. Something smells fishy

“Yes nah, we’re the only ones in the room” Chika said. 

“Are you sure you know nothing about my phone’s disappearance?” I said looking her straight in the eye.




I tease people a lot and Chika has been a major recipient of my taunts since we became roommates. 

“First off, I’d like to call you a shidiot because I wasn’t even in the room when your phone got missing, and why will I even take your phone?”

I laughed at the shidiot comment “I dunno why you will take my phone, that’s why I’m asking to be sure, anyways I’m sorry, but one last thing. Now are you trying to say that before God and man, you know nothing about the disappearance of my phone”

“No, before God and man I  know nothing” Chika replied instantly. 

“Leah, before God and man you nothing about the disappearance and reappearance of my phone” I directed the statement at Chika’s bunkmate.

“What kind of useless question is this? Your phone was found, and instead of you to go and think of being careful you are disturbing me” Leah answered. 

“I’m sorry, but I’m doing this because I know you are a God fearing person and I have to be sure of the person that took my phone so that I can conclude my investigation, I will not make you swear because Jesus categorically told us not to, but before God and man you know nothing about the disappearance and reappearance  of my phone ”

“Leave me alone joor” Leah said turning away from me. 

“No I can’t, I need you to answer”

“But you have found the phone, for all its worth you carelessly forgot it on your table”

“Yes but–

*sniff sniff* the fishy smell. 

“Leah, what aren’t you telling me” I finally found the missing piece of the puzzle. 

“Ehn?” she asked feigning ignorance. 

“What do you know about the disappearance of my phone?” I asked again. 

“Let’s go and meet Niyi” Leah said standing up. 

“Leah… ”

Shebi you want to know what happened to your phone, let’s go and meet Niyi” 

Leah led us (Chika, Taiye, Jane and me) 4 rooms down from ours to Ofure’s room. 

“Niyi, Ire wants me to swear as to whether or not I took her phone” Leah said as we walked in. 

“C’mon, don’t be silly, I’ll never ask you to swear” I countered. “I just wanted you to assure me before God and man that you know nothing about the disappearance and reappearance of my phone and you couldn’t”

“It was me” Niyi said “you left it about carelessly on the railing, so I gave it to Leah to hold on to it”

“We wanted to punish you for your carelessness and teach you a lesson so as not to do that next time” Leah continued. 

So that’s why she was epitomising an Angel of Doom throughout and scaring me shitless

“That’s why I was playing music when you were calling it so that I will drown the sound of the vibration” Leah continued. 

I couldn’t even reply. I had been played and I watched with eyes wide open as I realised Who Dunnit.


I can barely keep my eyes open right now I just had to type this and finish it.  Who Dunnit Yay! Oh my God, I’m so sleepy right now. 

Happy New Week Guys. Please only engage in productive stuff and use your time wisely. Go in grace and favour. 

My next post will be due on Friday. 


🍔 Cheeseburger. 




Oya who took my phone” I said, entering Debby’s room.

“Isn’t it with you? Shebi you were using it to watch videos just now?” Amiee said looking up from whatever she was doing.

“Amen, are you sure its not with you?” I asked.



Ever since I caught and exposed her stealing Kelechi’s water on her way to the toilet 3 weeks ago, we’d been at loggerheads. Before I caught her, I was the no. 1 person who used to steal Kelechi’s water, having someone else steal from Kelechi on a day I wasn’t actually stealing her water was an added advantage I fully exploited that night. Amen had tried to get back at me, the next week when I entered her room, herself and Amiee had carried me out by my hands and legs, ever since then I made it my duty to antagonise her in any way possible.

“Ire, don’t disturb me, its not with me” she said looking up from her phone.

“But you were rinsing your hand when I went to the common room, how can it not be you?”

“Oooohhhh, you this girl you’ve come again. I didn’t take your phone, why don’t you ask Debby, she was using the phone with you”





Debby has been a major recipient of my pranks since the beginning of the semester and I’ve been teasing her an awful lot lately, she might want to get even by playing a prank of her own in return. 

“Debby are you with my phone?” she was in the next room gisting with Ngozi 

“No nah isn’t it with you?” Debby replied. 

“I dropped it on the railing when I was rinsing my hand and it’s not there any more” I replied. 

“Wait, it’s not like you left it in our room you even dropped it on the railing” Aimee said from her room window

“Yes, I dropped it when I went to throw my tangerine peels away” I answered re-entering her room “Did you take it?” 




Asides constantly disturbing her, there was a time at the beginning of the semester that I carried some clothes out of her wardrobe and put them in an empty wardrobe two rooms away from hers, this would be a very good way for her to get back at me. 

“No, I’ve not left the room at all” she replied. 

“Are you sure?” I asked, she rolled her eyes at me and picked a book off her table to read. 

Where could the phone be? Think Ire think. 

I stepped into my room “Leah, I can’t find my phone” I said to my roommate 

“What?! How come?”she exclaimed 

“I left it on the railing” I said

“Why? Are you sure they’ve not stolen it like this?”

My heart skipped a beat “God forbid, don’t say that”

“Okay, sorry but, it’s missing, what’s the guarantee that it will come back?” I scratched my eye as I always did when I got nervous “I dunno” I began not so sure of myself anymore. My laptop had been stolen last semester, it was just like this when it first got missing till I never set my eyes on it again.

I gulped audibly. Oh God, please have mercy. 

“It can’t be stolen” I said, and even I didn’t have much faith in my own words any more “It can’t be stolen, somebody is playing a prank”

“Wasn’t that what we said when Tunde’s phone got missing last year?” 

“Leah!” I exclaimed “stop it you’re scaring me here”

“I’m sorry, but you can never be too sure”

I pressed my fingers against the sides of my head, a cold feeling was developing in my chest and I didn’t like it at all. I closed my eyes and tried to think of the people that passed my room in those few minutes, even if the phone was stolen- which it wasn’t, it couldn’t have gone far. I remembered seeing Angelique and Niyi walking down the corridor.




Fortunately, I haven’t pranked Niyi before, at least not consciously, and I can’t think up a reason for her to have taken my phone. 

“Wait a sec, where is Niyi, she was walking down the corridor around that time” I asked Leah.

“Dunno, I heard her say she wanted to loosen her hair, so you think it’s with Niyi?”

“Yes, maybe she saw it and helped me keep it”


Leah’s Angel of Doom talk was most appreciably cut off as Angelique entered the room “Hey guys” she said. 

I heaved a sigh of relief “Angelique, I was about to come looking for you”

“What’s up?” she asked 




Angelique is one of the coolest people I know, as in she personifies the expression cool as a cucumber. Hmmn, maybe she was a cucumber in her past life *facepalm* what am I saying? I can’t think up and reason as to why Angelique would take my phone though. 

“I’m looking for my phone, did you by any chance help me see it as you were walking down the corridor?”

“No, I haven’t seen it, I even came here to ask for the key to the toilet” Angelique replied. 

I picked up the key and handed it to her “Niyi” I said “the phone must be with Niyi, she must have seen it and kept it for me, where is Niyi?”

“But, what if the phone isn’t with Niyi? What will you do then?” Leah who was always pointing out the bright side of every situation asked. 

“The phone must be with Niyi. Where is Niyi” I asked no one in particular as I stepped out of my room.

“Funminiyi!” I shouted as I stepped into the corridor “Niyi where are you?”


Dun! Dun!! Dun!!! 

Niyi better be with that phone sha.
Hey guys! How’s your weekend going? Mine is so stressful I want to cry. From meetings to notes and assignments and other stuff, I’m so tired, but I just had to post this ’cause I love you guys.

Next post tomorrow, don’t forget to A.N.T.I.C.I.P.A.T.E

🍔 Cheeseburger out. 



And that’s how my life turned to a mystery novel today. No jokes.

I’d found out that Trump had won the election about 7 hours ago when I was on my way to my 10 o’clock class. I was currently on my bed looking at various Instagram posts humorously foretelling the future of Blacks residing in America. I then saw Tywse’s post on his page, I’d started following him the previous day and I went to his page to continue watching his videos from where I’d stopped. 

At some point I couldn’t take the laughter by myself, someone had to watch the videos with me, Twyse is just too funny. I went to the next room and called Debby to watch the videos with me, we stood in the doorway as we watched the videos on my phone. Amiee, Debby’s roommate then brought a plate of chips and ketchup to us and told us to scoop. When we were done with the chips I excused myself to wash my hands, I went to my room, carried a bowl of water then went outside, dropping my phone on the railing, I rinsed my hand. I went back in to drop the bowl but saw the tangerine I’d bought earlier in the day, I picked it up, took another bowl of water and went out to rinse it, my hand was now wet and I didn’t want to pick up my phone with it, I peeled my tangerine and went over to the common room to dispose of it.

“I want tangerine” Tosin said as she saw my hands. I cut a bit and gave to her.

“Ire, me nko?” Mimi asked, I walked further into the common room to where she was sitted and gave it to her, I popped what was left of the tangerine into my mouth and spat out the seeds into the bin, then I went back to my room, I turned to pick my phone up from where I’d dropped it. Alas! It wasn’t there. Someone was playing a cruel joke. It was missing.

And I was going to find out who dunnit.


Hey guys, TGIF like whaaaat? So I decided to write a mystery for once and I’ll break it into 3 parts so I’ll be updating throughout the weekend as in Friday, Saturday and Sunday, because it’s Who Dunnit weekend. Yay!!! God knows I love me a good mystery.

So my next post is coming in tomorrow. 


🍔 Cheeseburger out.