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At Jabi Lake Park, Tolu and her cousin Femi were jogging past the ducks.Tolu stopped mid-stride.“Walk like the wind.Slow...
26/09/2025

At Jabi Lake Park, Tolu and her cousin Femi were jogging past the ducks.

Tolu stopped mid-stride.

“Walk like the wind.
Slow steps signal mediocrity.”

Femi tried jogging normally.

“I'm fine at my pace.”

Tolu grabbed his arm.

“Fine? Fine is for people who never run from destiny.
Feel the breeze through your aura.”

A kid feeding ducks laughed.

“Aura dey here sha, but body dey tired.”

Femi gasped.

“I'm about to collapse from your destiny lessons!”

Tolu smiled proudly.

“Collapsing is just the body upgrading. You're welcome.”

At the National Hospital lobby,Emeka and his sister Ifunanya waited for a doctor.Ifunanya scowled at the chairs.“Only pe...
26/09/2025

At the National Hospital lobby,

Emeka and his sister Ifunanya waited for a doctor.

Ifunanya scowled at the chairs.

“Only peasants sit facing the window. Sun-facing seats attract wisdom and healing energy.”

Emeka rolled his eyes.

“It's a waiting room, not a meditation retreat.”

She leaned over, adjusting his posture.

“Your spine must radiate confidence. Otherwise, disease senses weakness.”

The receptionist glared,

“Are they serious?”

Emeka muttered,

“I think I contacted arrogance instead of germs.”

Ifunanya grinned.

“Relax. Wisdom is contagious too.
You'll survive this.”

At Mile 12 Market, known for chaos and bargaining shouts,Ogechi dragged her younger brother Chinedu to buy yams.Chinedu ...
26/09/2025

At Mile 12 Market, known for chaos and bargaining shouts,

Ogechi dragged her younger brother Chinedu to buy yams.

Chinedu picked a firm tuber.

Ogechi snatched it.

“Stop! Only amateurs grab without calculating destiny points.
Real traders sense the tuber's aura.”

Chinedu frowned. “Aura? It's just yam.”

Ogechi sniffed.

“If you can't feel it, maybe your soul is undercooked.”

A nearby vendor laughed quietly.

Chinedu whispered,

“So my soul is undercooked now?”

Ogechi smiled smugly.

“Exactly. And you'll thank me when your future fries perfectly.”

At Computer Village, Ikeja, Emeka dragged his younger sister Amara along to buy phone chargers.Amara picked one. Emeka s...
26/09/2025

At Computer Village, Ikeja, Emeka dragged his younger sister Amara along to buy phone chargers.

Amara picked one. Emeka snatched it back.

“No! Only novices buy from the front stall. Real gurus walk deeper. Front sellers are clowns.”

Amara crossed her arms.

“So deep stalls automatically mean quality?”

Emeka nodded proudly.

“Exactly. Expertise is about location.
I read it online.”

After dragging her through three crowded alleys, he bought a charger.

It sparked when tested.

Amara folded her arms.

“Expertise don shock you?”

The stall owner whispered,

“Guru dey buy fake pass learner.”

At a Faculty canteen in UI,Chika and her roommate Ngozilined up for jollof rice.Ngozi blocked Chika’s plate.“Don't ask f...
26/09/2025

At a Faculty canteen in UI,

Chika and her roommate Ngozi
lined up for jollof rice.

Ngozi blocked Chika’s plate.

“Don't ask for small meat.
Only unserious people do that.
Go big or go home.”

Chika frowned.

“But I'm not even that hungry.”

Ngozi leaned closer, whispering loudly enough for others to hear.

“Hunger is not about stomach. It's about image. Order like you own the canteen.”

Chika sighed and added extra chicken.

Minutes later, she couldn't finish the meal.

Ngozi smirked,

“At least you looked important while failing.”

A student nearby muttered,

“Importance wey waste food, na poverty cousin be that.”

Inside Shoprite at Ikeja Mall,Tolu and her younger sister tomiwa strolled through the snack aisle.Tolu grabbed a basket ...
26/09/2025

Inside Shoprite at Ikeja Mall,

Tolu and her younger sister tomiwa strolled through the snack aisle.

Tolu grabbed a basket first.

“Rule one: never take the small basket. Only broke thinkers do that.”

Tomiwa rolled her eyes.

“But we're literally buying bread and butter.”

Tolu ignored her, swinging the oversized trolley like royalty.

“You don't understand appearances matter. Even billionaires respect trolley pushers.”

Minutes later, the trolley held just a loaf of bread.

Tomiwa said loudly,

“Congratulations.
You're the queen of empty carts.”

Tolu flipped her hair.

“Better to be the queen of emptiness than the servant of small baskets.”

A cashier snorted under her breath,

“Some royalty dey owe change.”

At Ojota Bus Park, where buses scream destinations louder than megaphones,Kunle and his cousin Ada waited for a ride.Kun...
26/09/2025

At Ojota Bus Park, where buses scream destinations louder than megaphones,

Kunle and his cousin Ada waited for a ride.

Kunle spotted an empty seat in a danfo.

Ada yanked his arm.

“Don't rush! Only desperate people scramble. Classy people enter last.”

Kunle frowned.

“So if I wait, I'll magically find air-conditioned space?”

Ada adjusted her sunglasses.

“Exactly. Patience separates the poor-minded from the sophisticated.”

The driver started yelling,

“Last seat, last seat!”

Someone else jumped in before Kunle could move.

Kunle hissed.

“Oya, where's my sophistication now?”

Ada smirked.

“Loss is just destiny's way of teaching you class.”

A passenger near the window chuckled,

“Destiny no dey suffer heat oh.
Enter quick next time.”

At the office pantry in Victoria Island, Lagos,Chinedu and his sister Ifunanya went to grab snacks during a break.The ai...
26/09/2025

At the office pantry in Victoria Island, Lagos,

Chinedu and his sister Ifunanya went to grab snacks during a break.

The air smelled of brewed coffee and fried puff-puff.

Ifunanya spotted a pack of biscuits first.

“Stop! Only visionaries take the top shelf. Mediocre employees grab the bottom.”

Chinedu groaned. “It’s just biscuits…”

She plucked a chocolate wafer from the middle of the pack and handed him a plain one.

“Taste is everything. Only people with style eat chocolate first. The rest… well, learn humility.”

A colleague nearby raised an eyebrow.

“Is this sibling rivalry or culinary training?”

Chinedu muttered,

“I didn't know snacks came with life lessons.”

Ifunanya leaned close, fixing his tie with exaggerated care.

“Every decision, even biscuit choices, defines your future. You're welcome.”

The colleague whispered,

“Office politics just got extra with family.”

At Mile 12 Market, Lagos,Kemi went with her younger brother,Bayo, to buy yams.The market was chaotic,motorbikes weaving,...
25/09/2025

At Mile 12 Market, Lagos,

Kemi went with her younger brother,
Bayo, to buy yams.

The market was chaotic,
motorbikes weaving, traders shouting prices,
and the smell of fried akara in the air.

“Don't pick that tuber,”

Kemi barked, holding Bayo’s hand away.

“It's soft in the middle.
Only amateurs buy soft yam.”

Bayo frowned. “It looks fine to me.”

Kemi tilted her head, scanning the tuber dramatically.

“You? Fine? If I left you alone,
you'd bring home cassava and call it yam.
People would laugh at us.”

She bargained loudly with the seller, demanding a better deal,
making Bayo squirm with embarrassment.

When they finally walked away,
Bayo unwrapped the yam from its wrapper,
half of it was already bruised.

He stared at her. “Market expert abi?”

Kemi smirked

“I'm molding you into a professional.
You're welcome.”

A nearby hawker whispered,

“Some people are born to teach… others are born to panic.”

Inside their mother's kitchen in Owerri, Imo State,Tunde tried frying plantain.The smell of oil mixed with the chatter o...
25/09/2025

Inside their mother's kitchen in Owerri, Imo State,

Tunde tried frying plantain.

The smell of oil mixed with the chatter of neighbors outside.

Before he even dropped the first slice, his sister Chiamaka barked:

“Don't crowd the pan.
Crowding is a poverty mentality.”

Tunde groaned.

“It's dodo, not democracy.”

She sniffed, adjusting his spatula with exaggerated precision.

“And tilt the slice with confidence. Weakness makes oil splash.
You want burns or respect?”

Hot oil popped, burning his arm slightly.

Tunde shouted, “See your confidence!”

Chiamaka smiled, unbothered, picking up a slotted spoon.

“Pain is just seasoning. You'll thank me later.”

A neighbor peeked in.

“Is she training him or tormenting him?”

Tunde glared. “I think it's both.”

Chiamaka leaned back, arms crossed.

“Exactly. Excellence doesn't wait
for the lazy. You're welcome.”

At Government Secondary School in Enugu,Femi and his sister Ada sat under a mango tree during break.Ada eyed his food fl...
25/09/2025

At Government Secondary School in Enugu,

Femi and his sister Ada sat under a mango tree during break.

Ada eyed his food flask.

“You're eating jollof? That's basic. Champions eat with strategy.”

Femi rolled his eyes.

“Na hunger strategy I dey run.”

Ada plucked a mango and held it like a trophy.

“Observe. Bite slow. Chewing fast reduces your destiny score.”

Other students passing by giggled.

Femi muttered,

“Even hunger don’t respect destiny.”

Ada crossed her legs, lifting the mango dramatically.

“Respect me, Femi. I’m rewriting school curriculum right now.”

At a three-bedroom flat in Surulere, Lagos,Kunle was about to mop the living room.His cousin Bisi grabbed the mop.“Don't...
25/09/2025

At a three-bedroom flat in Surulere, Lagos,

Kunle was about to mop the living room.

His cousin Bisi grabbed the mop.

“Don't just mop.
Every stroke must declare financial stability.”

Kunle sighed.

“Na floor I dey clean, not stock market.”

She pointed dramatically at a corner.

“That stain? It's not dirt.
It's your lack of focus. Scrub it with vision.”

Kunle stared at her.

“If vision dey clean stain, NEPA for dey bring steady light.”

Bisi twirled the mop like a scepter.

“Mock me now, but one day you'll understand. This is billionaire technique.”

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