Meant To Be

Episode: 1

It was the best of times
It was the worst of times
It was the age of wisdom
It was the age of foolishness
It was a season of hope
It was a season of despair
It was a time to hug
It was a time to refrain
We have nothing before us
We have nothing after us.

It was the year of our lord 2017 A.D when education in my country was a very hard thing to get. As I use to say to myself, the best times of one’s life can’t be bough with money rather, it can be measured by the quality times you’ve spent with your friends while doing great things together.

Before I proceed, let me quickly introduced myself. My name is Ayodeji. Most people know me as Timmy Turner. Are you thinking about the name? Perhaps you’re right with the answer you get within yourself. It is no other Timmy Turner, the one in Fairly Odd Parents, only kids who watch Nickelodeon will understand. Timmy Turner is actually an Animative figure and I got the name while I was still attending jamb lesson back in the days.

On this fateful day, our teacher refused to come to class and as a Nigerian student, we chose not to be spiritless. We arranged our tables round and we started playing a game tagged ‘Name Name Name’. I’m already at the verge of losing at the game, my game profile was at T I M E T O G O….. My friends know that I don’t watch football so they used it against me. Na so I wise up too; I also gave them a difficult task: I know they don’t watch cartoon so I told them to mention names of Animative figures used in cartoons. I, in addition told them to mention three each. Those were awesome-childish moments. I really love ’em. Now that I’m now in the university, a lot of things has changed, I no longer behave childishly, I’m now more of a grown up man.

Episode: 2

I’m a bonafide student of the better by far university, things have been so easy since I moved from Ibadan to Ilorin the cost of life living is so high especially in my school, you queue up for everything, you queue up t enter a bus , you queue up to leave of from the bus, you queue up to see the level advicer ,you queue up to see the faculty officer, you queue up to enter the class and receive lectures ,you As a matter of fact,now you queue up to face take(expulsion). So we the good student have devised a way of not queueing up for anything, what we do is quite simple we queue jump(shaunt). When the queue is unbearable, we mNow from our lines and go to the front,we zone all the faces if we see someone with a calm face we queue jump! Only two words and one action “bros abeg” then use the hand hoist am for back and enter the line, if Bros no wan gree, just look am for face with that pathetic-cute look, bros go do normal straight straight. O sha pran pran (lol) issa hoeshozondi something. Now back to my story ,as I have earlier said my name is Ayodeji but people call .e Timmy Turner I just moved to Ilorin recently and I have been staying with a friend Adebayo by name since I don’t have a room yet, I have to squat with him till I got my apartment.
I resumed school (unilorin) on the 19th of January and I started lectures immediately , As a fresher finding my way to the lectures too. Wasn’t an easy one, I began dey waka like person who wan die. It was cold Friday morning and it was practically cold, the atmosphere was really cool. I managed to pass through the tinny door that lead to my department . I got to my department and I saw a girl of my age probably a fresher student. She sat on the concrete chair at the front of the LA’s office. I’m really a shy person i don’t really like talking to girls too but I had no choice, I had to start a conservation with her .’Good morning, ma’ I said lowering my head, ‘Good morning sir’ she said ; no need for any other formal introduction, I went straight to the point without beating around the bush ,pls,can you give me the direction to New science lecture theatre 2? “Oh!” She stood up held me by my wrist and we walked towards the door. “See”, she said pointing at a huge building, “that’s the E-library, , there’s a road beside it, it leads to the Geology Lecture Theatre (GLT), when you face that theatre, look at the last building before you, it is NSLT2. “Okay thanks”, I said “you’re welcome”, she replied. ” I’m Ayodeji, I said smiling at her”, I stretched my hands towards her, she shook my hand and said “I know you nah, are you not Timmy Turner ni?” I was shocked! “How did you know”, I asked? “We do chat on WhatsApp, I’m Ayokanmi”. ” Ooooh” I said scratching my head. We are I’m the same department. I prepared to take my leave, time is running out. I promised to give her a call once I finish class for that day. I started walking to the theatre and sometimes I break into a run.


I got to the lecture theater and to my utmost surprise, the hall had been occupied by students and the seats have been occupied too. Some were even sitting on the floor, a lot were standing behind the class. I turned around to go out and think of what to do. I bumped unto a girl, her books fell off her hands and her phone fell. I thought she will be mad at me but instead, she smiled. “I’m sorry”. I said with tears almost dropping from my eyes. “It’s okay, she replied”. I bent down to pick the books, she bent down too and we picked the books together. I arranged the books orderly and gave it back to her. ” Here’s your phone ” I said, handing her infinix model phone to her. “I’m favour, what about you?” She asked, “emmm” I said stammering’ “my name is Ayodeji”. “Oh, okay, you have a nice name” she said. “Thank you” I said smiling. “So what department are you”? She asked leaning towards the wall. “Plant Biology” I said. “Wow, I’m in plant biology too” she replied.

I hadn’t checked her face since the incident happened. I managed to give a gaze at her from head to toe. “She’s awesome” I said to myself. She has a well braided hair and they were well packed too. She’s dark, slim and fairly tall (an average height). She has a neat and well set teeth. She wore a colour wine T-shirt and a black skirt not beyond her knees. She wore a big ear ring, bigger than her own ears, one I could put my hand inside. She looked at me, I started looking down like I was looking for something. “Ayo” she called suddenly with her angelic voice. “Let’s go there” she said pointing to a corner of the hall. I think there’s a space there. I took my bag and hung it on my shoulder, she was leading while I followed her closely. I ensured that no que jump (shunting) took place during the period of the walk. We got there and we say near each other, I had borrowed someone’s note, so I ceased the opportunity to go through it.

Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction, Names, Characters, Business, Places, Events, Locales and Incident are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictous manner. Any resemblance to actual persons Living or Dead or Actual Event is purely coincidental

Episode: 3

Life in Unilorin has been a great one, I had met with a lot of peoples, peoples I know personally and the ones I chat with on WhatsApp. But the greatest persons I met was Eniola and Plato. Eniola had been my friend even before I dreamt of picking Unilorin in jamb. We were in the same writing group, I was the boss, she works with me and we were good friends at the same time. Fortunately for me, her hostel wasn’t far from my new hostel (I had moved into my own apartment).

I’m not that kind of a social person, it usually takes a lot of time for me to associate with people but once I’m attracted to them, I’m attracted to them. Nothing can change it. Eniola was the only was the only friend I have. Then, I use to visit her often and I thought she was the perfect friend. We often have lectures together most times because she was in microbiology and I was in plant biology. Sometimes we eat together and do quite a lot of things together too. I found myself attracted to her though it seemed as if I have zero feelings for her.

The agape love I have for Eniola started growing everyday. I loved her to a fault! Plato happened to be a godfather to me, he gives me quick and on time information about what’s happening in the school. Plato wasn’t the only one working, he had some people who work with him and they formed a group called Team Plato. We were only chatting on WhatsApp then.

I had always wished to see Plato Face to Face, I just love that man! So one day while at Eniola’s hostel, I had the courage to call him on phone. Fortunately for me, his number went through. I spoke with him and he described the location to his hostel. To my utmost surprise, his hostel was just six houses away from mine. I went over to his place, I had a nice time with him and premier. He’s really fun to be with, he’s an epitome of Knowledge. We discussed at length, we spoke about the situations of things, state of the nation and football. Maybe he thought I’m a football fan. I learnt a lot from Plato that evening. He also shared some of his secrets to success with me. Premier is a cool guy too. After several minutes of endless discussions, my phone began to ring. I checked the caller, it was my girl friend Eniola. I picked the call “Hello”, I said clearing my throat. ” Ayodeji, where are you”? She questioned. “I’m at Plato’s place” “okay, can you come over to my hostel now? Please” she said. “Okay, I’m coming” I said. I bade Plato and Premiere farewell and I promised to come over the next Saturday. I set off to Eniola’s hostel; walking and sometimes breaking into a run. The guys smooching girls in one corner perhaps wondered what this promising school boy is all about cos they were looking at me…. I got to Eniola’s hostel and she invited me in, I reluctantly agreed and followed her in. She had invited me in on several occasions which I had politely declined but because it was dark and the mosquitoes were not helping matters, so I had to follow her in. I met two ladies (if we can call them one) sitted on the bed. She sat down too and then invited me to sit beside her. I answered her and did as she has instructed. “Ayodeji, meet my friends Doyin and Funmi” she said while pointing her finger at them one after the other. “Funmi, Doyin, meet my friend, he’s Ayodeji by name. “Good evening”, I said lowering my head to exhibit a sign of respect. This time ‘I was sweating like a ileya ram that is about to be killed’ meet new people isn’t my thing and I’m always ashamed when I’m around girls. I hate moments like this and I wished the ground will just open up and swallow me. Eniola didn’t sound like she’ll end the conversation soon, my shyness behavior wasn’t helping matter too.

“So you’re the one that always disturb Eniola bah”? Doyin yelled at me, I felt embarrassed and I wished the ground will open up and swallow me once again. I opened my mouth to talk, then Eniola held my hand and gave me a sign not to talk. ” “Doyin”, Eniola called. “You don’t have to talk to him like that, and have I ever told you that Ayodeji is disturbing me”? “We’re very good friends and we’re made for each other” she turned to me. “Ayodeji, please, I’m sorry. Don’t mind her, she’s actually joking. She doesn’t mean it”. “It’s okay” I replied. I stood up to shake Funmi’s hand. We then exchanged contacts. The three of them decided to see me off, they accompanied me to their hostel’s gate before Doyin and Funmi left Eniola with me. Eniola and I continued the journey, I placed my hands on her waist and she placed her hand on my shoulder: we’re cute like that! I could feel that all eye’s were on us but we were not bothered. We spoke about poems and stories we’ve written, and the ones we we are still writing. We reached a T-Junction leading hostel. I had to release her this time because the road could be too lone for her. We bade ourselves farewell and she gave me a light hug, I pecked her and we went our various ways. I stood at a spot and trace her with my eye till she got to her hostel. It was then that I left for my hostel.

Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction, Names, Characters, Business, Places, Events, Locales and Incident are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictous manner. Any resemblance to actual persons Living or Dead or Actual Event is purely coincidental

Episode: 4

It was a cool Tuesday morning, I woke up to be the sound of the alarm snoring from my phone. I got up and snoozed the alarm, I looked at the bed and saw my roommate still sleeping like palm oil. I woke him up. “So it’s 6:00am already” he asked amidst his yawn “time really flies, especially at nights” he added. I walked up to my mini bookshelf and took my Bible, I read my devotional book and prayed silently: I put my ways before the lord for the week. I went to the bathroom, brushed my teeth and then took my bath. I had to go to school early, my lectures would start by 8:00am and I don’t like sitting at the back. I dressed up and gathered my books and files that I would need. I picked my ATM card too. I passed the public primary school compound near my hostel. I got to the bus stop where I’ll get a cab to convey me to the schooling. I had seen few of my friends, they haven’t prepared for school. I shook my head to pity when I saw them. I looked at the time, it was fifteen minutes past seven. “I’m late, mehn. Damn!” I said to myself as I entered a shuttle. I sat at the front seat, a lady soon joined me. We exchanged greetings and the car zoomed off. In no time, I found myself scanning her from head to toe. Her boobs were of moderate sizes, the type you could easily pack. I couldn’t access her ass because she was sitting down but I promised to do so when we drop at the park. Poor me, I thought, instead of me memorizing the first thirty elements, I’m here admiring boobs. Shame on me.


I highlighted at the school park and headed for the lecture theatre straight. I didn’t remember to complete my scan on the girl because I was running out of time. I wasn’t prepared to wait or walk with anyone so I walked as fast as I could with my earpiece fixed firmly in my ears. I was out of this world. As I was walking, I felt a hand on my shoulder pulling me backwards, I looked back and found out it was favour. She was panting, breathing heavily as if a dog chased her. “Favour, what’s up?” I said smiling at her. “I’m not fine” she replied smartly. “I’ve been calling you since you highlighted from the shuttle, you didn’t answer me” she said sounding like a baby “I’m sorry” I replied “I didn’t hear you and I was walking very fast so that I can get a seat at the front of the class” “see” I said removing my earpiece from my ears to prove that it wasn’t intentional. “It’s okay” she replied and we headed for the class together.

I haven’t seen favour since the last incidence ensured. We exchanged contacts that same moment. We got to class and the lecturer came, did his thing, performed his magic and uttered some spells which sounded like an explanation to him bla bla bla and he left the class. After the class, I left for the eatery, (the one at motion ground) to get myself something to eat, I ordered for a meat pie and a coca cola drink. As I was devouring my refreshments, I sighted the three jolly friends outside. They were coming towards the eatery too. I waved and called their names repeatedly. They came in, Eniola saw me and they came to where I was sitting. God so good, there were just three seats available around me. No vacancy for any external force. They sat down and we exchanged greetings. “Ayodeji” Eniola said (I loved the way she called my name, It is only my mom that calls me by my full name. Others shorten my name to either Ayo or Deji). “Today is February thirteenth and tomorrow is February fourteenth” she paused for a while. “Is tomorrow your birthday?” I asked anxiously. “Noooo, tomorrow is Valentine, love’s day and I’m your val. So you’re taking me out tomorrow” she said authoritatively. I opened my bag and bring my diary out to check the appointments for February fourteenth, I read it aloud and clear and I made it point blank. “I’ll finish lecture by 6:00pm in the evening and I’ll be exhausted by the time when I get back to my hostel “I’ll be quite tired”. She wasn’t interested in any of my excuses. We agreed to go to item7 to celebrate the love day.

We finished our refreshments, I went out settle the bill of four. “Eniola, are you going home now?” I asked. “Yes, I am, what about you?” She asked too. “I’m going too”. I said nodding my head in affirmation like a lizard.

We walked together towards the park with our hands clasped in each other. We spoke and laugh at intervals; we had totally forgotten that Doyin and Funmi were behind us. “Bros, now you’re taking our friend away from us” Doyin said from a distance behind us”. I didn’t bother to give her a reply, I just ignored and moved on with my friend. “Don’t mind her dear” Eniola gently whispered.

Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction, Names, Characters, Business, Places, Events, Locales and Incident are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictous manner. Any resemblance to actual persons Living or Dead or Actual Event is purely coincidental

Episode: 5

Tis the season of love
Fa la la la la la la la la. I like to sing whenever I’m taking my bath in the morning, I’m a very good singer at that time. I’ve even thought about featuring Justin Bieber in one of my early morning songs. I don’t have to rush to school. I don’t have much to do at school, just two lectures; one in the morning, the other in the evening. I wasn’t in the mood to dress like a sango worshipper just in the name of Valentine so I decided to wear a white shirt and a blue trouser instead of the popular and usual white and red Valentine dress. It really looked good on me. I headed to school, I bought a rose flower for my val and then presented it to her. I can say; she loved it by saying awwwwwn with her beautiful and angelic voice. It sounded so romantic. “Thanks dear” she hugged me passionately, that if anybody were to be passing at that moment, they would think that we’re in a relationship. I could feel her boobs on my chest, it is still firm and well packed. If we were in a maths class, I’d have calculated the value of X in our hugging.


Doyin came to separate us. “Haba, Eniola, leave am nah, e don do.” Doyin said “Is it your hug ni, abi is it paining you ni?” Eniola replied jokingly. “Mtcheeeeew” she hissed and left angrily. I could read jealousy all written all over her. I also felt that something’s wrong too. I think Doyin didn’t like me but who cares? All I care about is my dear friend, Eniola. I left them and then headed to my class. “Don’t forget this evening oh” Eniola shouted. I smiled to myself and kept on moving.

The class ended so quick and the academic day seemed a deal. I went to the bank area to withdraw some cash that I will use for the evening outing with Eniola. I went back to my hostel. The time is ten minutes past seven, I had a quick shower and changed my clothes; I wore a blue T-shirt and a three quarter jean with my sandal. I combed my hair and combined some fragrance. I look good like that.

I headed for purple hostel to pick my Val partner I got there, she was more than prepared: she wore a mini red grown with a blue slippers. she packed her hair in a style that looks like an umbrella. She wore her recommended glasses and she looked really awesome. Everything were well packed; both the front and back, they were in moderate size, not to big, not too small; just the perfect one for her size, “omo Olorun don’t stay too long oh”, Doyin shouted from there room “Na u sabi” Eniola replied and smiled.

We set out on our way to item7 to celebrate Valentine. When we got there, we met some other lovers there too.
I like the light, it was the one they normally use for disco, Tiwa savage’s ALL OVER was currently beinhy played on the deck; the speakers where not too loud and not too low. The setting was perfect. I ordered for two plates of food and I brought a valeta wine, we sat down at the table and enjoyed our meal. “Ayodeji, thank you” Eniola said ,”you are one of a kind, you’re a friend indeed and I pray that my Almighty God reciprocate your kind gesture” “Amen” I said. We finished our meal and I settled the bill. It is getting dark already although people were still on the street but i hate staying late outside. We stood up and get Ready leave. I held Eniola close to me and swung my arms around her waist. “Awwwn,what a nice couple”, A girl said. Eniola giggled and I smiled.

Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction, Names, Characters, Business, Places, Events, Locales and Incident are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictous manner. Any resemblance to actual persons Living or Dead or Actual Event is purely coincidental

Episode: 6

Good things always come to a halt, that's why in episode 1 I said "a time to hug and a time to refrain" . There's a time you find friends and there's a time to separate. Separation will knock one day. That's certain

Less than two weeks after Valentine, I observed that Eniola's attitude was changing towards me. She behaves differently from the usual Eniola I use to know. I don't have any value in front of Eniola again. I'm now the valueless, useless, idiotic Ayo.

Each time I visit Eniola, she no longer invite me in, sometimes, I stay downstairs, while she stays upstairs and speak with me. Many times I'd go there to meet my dear Eniola, Doyin will attend to me and tell me that she's not around. This continued for about 2 weeks until one rainy evening, the was was drizzling, still I went there not minding the rain. On getting there, I decided not to knock. I observed the situation for about five minutes, I could hear the three of them gisting and laughing. I knocked suddenly there was silent, Doyin came out again "what" she said stone faced like she had just fired a bazooka "erm, please I want to see Eniola" I said shivering. I had been beaten by the rain. "Eniola is not around ahn ahn what's your problem nah" she yelled at me "you're not welcome here again" she said as she pushed me against the the pillar in front of their room.

I hit my mouth against the pillar, blood started gushing out of my mouth, I was hurt, I managed to get water to rinse my mouth from their hostel's gateman. I took a rag to clean where the blood has dropped. I thank the gateman and left Purble hostel that evening, not giving up on Eniola.

I decided to challenge her one day while in school to know what the problem is. I approached her, her reaction was cold towards me. I pressed her and she insisted that nothing happened. I asked for forgiveness. Nevertheless, I asked for forgiveness though I haven't wronged her in any way. We reconciled that moment and I went back to my hostel after class with the feeling that my friend will be mine again.

Days after, I observed that she hadn't changed and she's always cold whenever we chat on WhatsApp or on a call. So I took another step of faith to reconcile once and for all. We should settle any dispute between us. I decided to visit her, I thought I'd meet the cold Eniola but reverse was the case. The Eniola I met was more than hot.

I knocked at the door "who's there?" A voice inquired from inside. "It's me, Ayodeji" I replied calmly. "Mtcheeeeew" someone hissed from the other end. I was surprised, I don't know who hissed because the three jolly friends were together.

Eniola came to meet me outside in an assumption of 15 minutes after I knocked. Before I greet her, she had started lambasting me.
"Ayo, good evening" she said giving a harsh look "I don't like what you're doing, you're constituting nuisance to me and my friends, can't you call me before you come? Do you think you can just come here anyhow you want? I need some privacy please" she yelled at me

"Eniola, what have I done to deserve all this" I asked still feeling puzzled
"every time you talk to me, you talk to me like I'm your baby sister and I'm not going to succumb to all this nonsense" Eniola said
She continued "and to finalise it, you have to call me anytime you want to come here, so that I'll tell you when to come or not" she continued
"You're my very good friend and I won't want situation whereby your presence will begin to irritate me. "Good night" she finalized her speech and went back to her room shutting the door at me.

Tears started dropping from my eyes like a baby, it was then I understand what Jesus went through in John11:35 that made him cry. I could hear their voices inside saying "Oshey oh baby" the other replied "osha pran pran". I wept uncontrollably and I left purble hostel for good that evening. I prayed to God with the tears still in my eyes " Oh lord, please let this be the last time I'll enter this hostel even if we reconcile I won't enter this place again".

I left the hostel, I went straight to my friend's hostel not far from purble hostel. My friends over there were naughty and they do all sort of bad things I can't even bring myself to tell you. Though they were my secondary school friends, I chose to dissociate myself from them because evil manners corrupts good manners or whatever they call it. Besides I can't be a rose among thorns that's why I chose to be with the roses (Eniola & co) than the thorns (my secondary school friends).

I don't fancy mingling with them. That night when I got there, I met them playing Truth or Dare game. Out of annoyance and my frustrated emotional life, I joined them. I was dared to kiss a girl which I did passionately, I almost bite off her lips, I was also dared to sleep on the bed while a girl ( ex senior prefect girl) ride me. She was perfect with it. She grind so hard and professional. I wondered who taught her.

The last dare was very hard, I was told to smoke a cigarette till it burns out. I haven't smoked before in my life, when I remembered what Eniola did, I smoked it. My friends were very happy that I finally joined them that night after much persuasions and they hoped for more of it.

After that night, I told my roommate, George about it and he advised that I should get back to my right senses. "What if Eniola happened to be your girlfriend, what will you do when she break up with you?" "Will you kill yourself?" George inquired. "It is better you move on Ayo" he said. I reasoned with what he said and I decided to move on with my life.

The next day was a Monday, I had to rush to school early in the morning because the lecture I had was a three unit course. I have to sit at the front. The lecturer came in and gave lectures and when lecture was over, he left the class. I tool my bag strapped it on my shoulders.

I was on my way to the school library to study when I heard a tiny voice screaming my name. I looked back and found out that it was favour. We exchanged greetings and she started a conversation "erm, Ayo, do you understand the mat115 topic that lecturer came to teach us today?" "Yes" I replied. "Please can you explain it to me, and also teach me some other topics in mat115 too?" "Okay no problem" I replied.

I'm not a maths guru, not even close to one but I don't want to disgrace myself so I said yes. So I've finally disgraced my ancestors when she brought up the lesson matter. We fixed a convenient date to start the lesson and we agreed to use her hostel.

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