Medium • July 2026

Stories Left Unsaid - Akụkụ Otu (Part 1)

The water below Third Mainland Bridge was the kind of dark that had no bottom.I didn’t know when I had gotten here. One moment I was somewhere else, now there was just railing beneath my palms and air beneath my feet and the thick night smell of Lagos pressing against everything, generator smoke, something rotting near the water and rain that hadn’t decided to fall yet.Headlights swept the road behind me and vanished. I didn’t turn to look.Sweat crawled down my spine.My hands felt cold.My throat...

Medium • May 2026

Lagos and I : A Love-Hate Relationship

Lagos, the city that never sleeps.Every day, it pulses with life, movement, and relentless hustle. She reminds me of an IT girl, the kind everyone wants to be, or at least stand next to. The one whose presence alone feels like proximity to something bigger.Everyone wants to be associated with her.If you look closely, really look, you begin to notice the cracks beneath the shimmer.A sprinkle of poverty here.A housing crisis there.An overwhelming density of people all trying to find space to breat...

Medium • May 2026

What Watching My Aunt Die Taught Me About Living

You might not have seen a dead body, but you have probably experienced the weight of loss too.In 2023, I stood at the doorway of my mother’s room, staring at my aunt’s body lying lifeless on the yoga mat I had bought earlier that year.It felt surreal. Like I had stepped outside of my own life and into something I was not prepared for.I remember holding my breath, intentionally, because I was afraid. Afraid that if I blinked, if I looked away for even a second, I might miss it. The moment her che...

Medium • April 2025

Japa, Friendships, and the Space They Left Behind

The sun went to hide the day the rain poured like it had a score to settle with the earth. The clouds swallowed Lagos whole in a heavy, grey, gloomy hush. One of those rare days where even the skies seemed too burdened to shine. As if they too were mourning what I was about to lose.I stood at Murtala Mohammed Airport at Ikeja, clutching my best friend in my arms. The kind of hug that says, “don’t go” even though your mouth keeps whispering, “I’m so proud of you.” I held her like I was trying to...

Medium • April 2025

Chronicles of a Gen Z 9–5er: Corporate Nigeria, A Glorified “Secondary School”

Corporate Nigeria, or as I like to call it, “A Glorified Secondary School”.The only real difference? The uniforms have been swapped for ill-fitting suits, and the teachers replaced by Heads of Department “mummies” and “daddies” who seem to have conveniently forgotten that seniority does not exist in the workplace. You are an adult. I am an adult. We are all adults. So why did it feel like I was stuck in a never-ending term in JS2?If you think about it, the parallels are uncanny. Remember seconda...

Medium • September 2024

After school, what next?

A question that haunted me relentlessly until I finally obtained my Bachelor of Science Degree. It was a question I grew to despise, eliciting a frown whenever it was posed. Countless conversations in my final year of university revolved around probing into my post-graduation plans. While I appreciated the well-intentioned advice, it felt akin to the dreaded interview question, “Where do you see yourself in five years?” The truth was, I barely knew what I was going to have for dinner most days l...

Medium • September 2024

Chronicles of a Gen-Z 9–5er: My First Day

Waking up at 5 a.m. for an hour-long commute to work through the busy streets of Lagos? It used to sound normal, but now it feels like a nightmare. Lagos traffic is its own beast. On a good day, it takes about an hour to get to your desired location. Mind you, that is if you manage to dodge the potholes and chaos of impatient Lagos drivers. They always seem to have a lifelong love affair with their car horns. If you are extra lucky, you can also get past the root of the traffic that no one ever...

Medium • March 2024

In my twenties: It’s not that big of a deal!

Ferris Bueller famously said, “Life moves pretty fast. If you don’t stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it”. Boy, he did not lie because my twenties are flying by at warp speed, and not only do I want to enjoy every bit of it, but I also want to share my experiences as I evolve with the world.