I heard footsteps behind me and a voice that was too familiar, it was Demilade Akin-Cole. I stopped moving immediately and stood on the spot like a statue. There was a question and answer session going on in my head, when did he come into town? Did he know it was me? What was I going to do? Should I run past him before he has a chance to recognize me? (more…)
Happy Anniversary to us at The Culture Fit. I started writing this blog because I wanted to share gist that I had in my head. In months, it was no longer a blog, it became a culture, a culture that many people relate to today. In a year, the blog has hit almost 100 thousand views, well, 97 thousand precisely. (more…)
First of all, the door was already locked and I had to knock and ring the bell for almost ten minutes before it was opened. Immediately one of the domestic staff opened the door, I started shouting at her, asking her why she had to keep me waiting for so long. She didn’t say anything much to my annoyance and I promised to report her to Sophie. (more…)
There and then, I asked him for his account number so I could return his twenty thousand to him. Even though it was paining me, I had to close eyes and do it. Let the boy not come and think that because of 20k I was loving and warming up to him. (more…)
I was going to be an executive assistant. You know all these people that assist the bosses and have direct access to them. Follow them to important meetings, keep up with their lives and all that. Maybe they’d attach me to one of the most important executives in the firm so that I could warm my way into his heart too. (more…)
“Fowi, Fowi. Please come.” I overheard a female voice on the other side.
“Coming.” Fowi answered her.
“Hello, are you still there?” He asked me.
“Yes I am.” I said quietly, waiting for an explanation as to who the female was but instead, he just told me he had to go and that he would see me the next day. Before I could say another word, he hung up.
Sophie was laughing hysterically when I finished narrating the whole thing to her. I was confused because I didn’t understand what was funny about it.
“Do you want to do this again sometime soon?” He asked me.
I was happy that he wanted to see me again but I didn’t want to see him too often so he wouldn’t get tired of me. I was torn between accepting and refusing.
Fowi was sitting there in all his beautiful glory. He was wearing a navy blue kaftan and my nose was blessed with his beautiful scent. He was gisting with Sophie and I stood there, gazing at him. It took God’s grace for me to stop starting just before he turned and saw me.
Instead of finding Fowi, I found Demilade. Was the Lord trying to tell me something? Maybe he was saying Lade was the one for me. I mean, look at me trying to move on with my life and forget Lade, but instead, God was showing me his Instagram. For what biko?