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Mega city??? You kidding me?

Been doing some home/office calling recently; I've probably been to your area two times over, if you live in Lagos. I couldn't help noticing how much Lagos of my memory has become just that; memories! Neighbourhoods that used to be friendly and warm because of the community life therein, have all become cold and noisy because they now have tables, chairs, air conditioners and generating sets as the permanent residents instead of humans. An average residential area of yesterday, that boomed with life and warmth of a community, has become a dark lonely alley with little or no life left in it, as residents cede their homes to offices and businesses ready to pay fortunes to have them. Look around you, take a walk down your street, and round your estate, it will shock you to realise how many offices there are, taking up buildings meant for residential purposes.

At Crossroads again!

Sola finished from the prestigious University of Ife or is Obafemi Awolowo University (what really is the difference? Hmm... That’s a story for another day, after all there are both Universities...) in 2000 with a Bachelor Degree in Law. One year Law School experience and a year of serving his fatherland after, he was living life comfortably enjoying working in his field of study… He was working in a Law Firm close to the home he shared with his parents and siblings. Life is good, at least he was not asking for more than he was getting, he had something of a saving at the end of the month after taking care of lunch and transport and he was doing better than some of his colleagues. Many of them that had left school before him are still struggling to get to his level. He would slap the streets of Lagos with feet if he had to, but never get himself bother about hitting in a rush. Moreover, he loves his work and is enjoying it…
But

Sugabelly's Language Challenge

My name is Seyi Falufosi. I was born on 17th April (I actually said the fourth month,) 1985. But was this really when I was born? Yes, I was born on Wednesday, 17th of April 1985. And I was named on the eighth day of my birth, that would be... the twenty... 24th of April, 1985. My father named me Seyi, Oluwaloseeyifunmi (It's the Lord that has done this for me) Titiniayomi (My joy is everlasting.) I was also named Sarah. Because my father's mother died about a year and three months before I was born and because I was the first female child born into our extended family since her passing, my father's family named Iyabo (mother has returned!) Is there still anyone alive that calls me by that name at all? Most of them are dead... but looks like there are still about two left... (pause...) 

Alright, let's