He shall fear no evil...

Bulcqlay: Banji is Working in d valley of death

I pray you reverse that statement when Banji start flexing...

jaetrill: Banji is the defination of badluck. Chai!

Banji repaired car without being a mechanic, una no praise am Oooo... Hian! Loooool...

balispecial: If u knw banji abeg tel am make he go wash his head 4 odo osun o....banji....problem 4 u evrywhr u go..jst lyk mtn....lol....i pray d baby is sleeping ni o....seeing in u prison no gud 4 ur health lyk cholera

Banji is a potential Billionaire Ooooo... Hope you will change your mind when he starts a new life?

benibank: Haba Banji! I cant even name my child Banji. Ds story has tagged d name ”problem”

Nice piece bro, if this is realy yours, then kudos

How would one know if trouble is ahead? Banji didn't know the baby was trouble, he was kind enough to notice him hot and now fate struck him... Banji not at fault... My view... Loooooool...

felipemadero: Trouble dem im own,yanga go find am.

Thankz Bro, I am the humble owner of this piece supported by you and others... Thankz once again...

adams flick: Nice piece bro, if this is realy yours, then kudos

Princess, hope no P? Am scared with this your Hmmmmm o... Anything? *smiles*

PrincessB1: Hmmmm nawa oh

Abi Ooooooo... Thief in disguise... Looooool...

D.Ella.luv:
Let it nt b ds ur lil 5k dey wana hlp u spend

words and synonyms.
easy - simple
BANJI - GOBE
lucky - fortunate
etc...

mfess: words and synonyms.
easy - simple
BANJI - GOBE
lucky - fortunate
etc...

I think i like dis

EPISODE 49


I shifted eyes away from the lady’s blazing eyes to the baby. I began to twitch and pray silently in my mind. Who on earth asked me to care about this baby? I should have allowed the baby sweat out his life at the back of her mother, I said to myself. Some passengers, who were aware about the incident showed concern while some were sleeping like log of woods. The mother inserted her mouth into the baby’s mouth, giving him a mouth to mouth resuscitation. Cough! Couch! The baby stretched and cried out loud like he was pinched.

My racing heart halted immediately and I could smile again. Thank you Jesus, I almost said with my head resting on the seat in front of me. I peeked at the mother of the baby with the corner of my eye and all I could see was rage for me. She frowned her face like an employee who hasn’t been paid for years, inserting her bosom into the mouth of her baby. I felt like slapping the baby after solely displaying an horror scene before me. The baby never knew all that happened, he concentrated on his mother’s bosom like his life depends on it.

After spending two hours fifty minutes in the bus, I decided to alight to save my head from further problem, we never could tell if the baby was destined to die some minutes later.

“Driver abeg next busstop dey o.” I instructed.

“You sey?” The driver asked, not hearing what I said.

“Next busstop dey!” I and some passengers yelled at the driver.

“Ok.” The driver confirmed.

I looked at the baby keenly,to verify if he was fairing well enough for me to alight in peace. Yes, he was. I gazed at the mother, whose eyes had been shuffling from her baby to me, and I cared less what she thought of me.

I wasn’t as wicked as she thought I was, so I decided to express my pang of guilt. “Excuse me ma.” I called for her attention.

She looked at me disdainfully. “Yes, can I help you? My baby is not free.” She stupidly concluded.

I smiled. “Ma, I’m not carrying your baby, I...” I said, when she immediately interrupted.

“You can’t even carry him because I can’t hand him over to someone like you again.”

I smiled again. “Ok ma, but I just want to tell you how sorry I’m about the whole thing. I’m so sorry. Pardon me.”

She hissed, stared at me disgustingly and said, “I don hear you o. Would that be all?” She asked.

“Yes, Ma.” I said and foolishly asked, “What’s his name?”

“Whose name?” She asked with a suspicious look on her face.

“Your baby.” I replied, stretching my hand to tickle the baby out of a clear conscience.

She impulsively hit my hand away like a dangerous weapon. “I can see that you are mad. I don’t need to be told that you arexcdaf gfbnbzxsytf.” She yelled. “You are mad. Driver abeg next busstop dey o, hope you never forget? Abeg no forget o, hian!”

A passenger, seated in front of us was quite disturbed by the lady’s rant. “Ki lo tun de?” He asked, which means, ‘What’s the matter again?’

The lady cleared her throat, swallowed her spit and started talking. “Thank you o. God will bless you for that question. Is it not this uncle here, not after he almost killed my baby he’s now asking for his name.”

“Is that all?” The passenger asked.

“Yes.”

“Ok madam, don’t be upset.” He said and sat upright.

I nodded my head in pity for the lady, shrugged it off and fixed my eyes on the windshield. Less than six minutes later, the driver parked the car,he had reached the busstop I demanded to be alighted.

It wasn’t an easy task to get out of the corner I sat. I had to step on toes to get my heavy self out of the bus.

“Are you blind?” The woman with the baby yelled. “Don’t you know you stepped on me?”

I really wasn’t interested in picking a fight with her because I had aroused her anger towards me. “I am so sorry, ma.” I apologized, looking at her.

“Abeg, just go down. Bad belle.” She said.

I gnored her and peacefully got off the bus. Thank God I’m finally out of this mess, now, the baby can die if he wants to, I almost said. The car zoomed off while I stood on the same spot calling for a motorcycle to board me to my final destination,which the bus should have dropped me.

I waited for a minute, still no motorcycle in view, the ones I saw had passengers on them. I rather stand here than to sit in that bus which almost implicated me for my dying mother, I said to myself. Almost immediately as I completed the thought, I saw the bus I just alighted from, reversing towards me. I tilted my head a little and looked acutely to be sure if it was the bus. Yes! It was.

“Hey! Bros!” The passengers in the bus shouted and waved at me as the bus kept moving closer. “Bros!”



TO BE CONTINUED...

yanga dey sleep jeje ooooooo trouble com wake am...... *praying* every spirit of Oqa banji in my life catch fire nau..... See me ooo fire dey burn spirit ?

As they came closer my brain pinged my legs to start running which i did only for me to discover my remaining moni wasn't wit me and i started running back to the road only to discover the bus has raced back and i had to trek to my final destination....lobatan abi oga king no be so e happen

*closes my laptop from you* Jeeeeeez! How did you know? I'm busted by KingPhilip...

kingphilip: As they came closer my brain pinged my legs to start running which i did only for me to discover my remaining moni wasn't wit me and i started running back to the road only to discover the bus has raced back and i had to trek to my final destination....lobatan abi oga king no be so e happen

kingphilip: As they came closer my brain pinged my legs to start running which i did only for me to discover my remaining moni wasn't wit me and i started running back to the road only to discover the bus has raced back and i had to trek to my final destination....lobatan abi oga king no be so e happen

lol............

I been de ur back de peep now oya come continue nobody don see am

kingphilip: As they came closer my brain pinged my legs to start running which i did only for me to discover my remaining moni wasn't wit me and i started running back to the road only to discover the bus has raced back and i had to trek to my final destination....lobatan abi oga king no be so e happen

lol............

KingzPen: *closes my laptop from you* Jeeeeeez! How did you know? I'm busted by KingPhilip...

that's always the kind of problem you come across in a situation like that............ lol

Let's see if that's true... Loooool...

dammygoody: lol............that's always the kind of problems you come across in a situation like that............ lol

After seeing half of it? Loooool... Y'all KingPhilip has the next episode...

kingphilip: I been de ur back de peep now oya come continue nobody don see am

Abeg do come update o

I hope sey dem no come carry u again say d baby don die o .....banji make u dey pray

Oga Kingzpen cum update na

KingzPen: I'm so sorry Y'all, just finished taking an online exam, computer science thingz... Abeg, Biko, Ejo, Dalu, Please don't be upset with me...


Just wanna ease my brain from the tension so I would get back asap...

y u no tel me sorry 4 ebira?...but u always find excuse hope say no be d same tin wey happen to banji in dis movie 'ehmmm'....
sorry... story de follow u so...i reject it 4u o

Pls... Drp one piece before going offline oo

Banji pls tell us moreeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee

Minister of trouble heeeehhhEehheehhee u don born pikin today

nice write-up....been followin ur thread en post for sum while

Plsss kingzpen what's d real meaning of Banji? Nice piece btw

Swashi007: Plsss kingzpen what's d real meaning of Banji? Nice piece btw

banji- trouble help me wakeup

EPISODE 50


It all played like a movie before me, seeing them again. Why did they come back for me? Oh! Definitely, I was correct about the baby dying any minutes from then and now they want to hold me down. Never! I said to myself and took to my heels faster than ever. I hid behind a closed kiosk, peeped at the bus and watched it zoom off before coming out.

“Me, Banji, una no know me. I’m Mr Sharp guy. Fools, you better go and bury your baby.” I said as I walked towards the spot I ran from to board a motorcycle.

Luckily for me, I got a motorcycle the very minute I got to the busstop. He transported me to my house and I paid him a fortune, a huge sum of seven hundred naira. As expected, my house was scanty and deserted. I have to call Old Soldier as soon as possible, I said to myself. I almost ran insane when I reached for my phone and I felt nothing in my pockets; no horror movie could surpass the sensation of touching your pockets and not feel your cell phone. Was I dreaming? I wiped my face, strained my fingers more on my eyes, just to be sure I wasn’t in a dreamland. Oops! Reality dawned on me, my phone was gone.

I guess my phone dropped in the bus, the passengers were kind enough to get it back to me and I was too dumb to run away from my belonging, I thought.

“Banji, I swear you’re a fool. Kai! Nokia N70 gone just like that! Ha, Banji you don jonz.” I screamed out loud with lot of pain in my heart.

What next? I dropped the baby hanging behind my back all day on the sofa and forged out to Old Soldier’s house. I couldn’t describe the feeling operating on me at that moment because it was so out of this world. I walked briskly along our street in order not to be consoled by anyone in the neighbourhood.

I got to Old Soldier’s house only to meet his daughter, Sheri. Sheri was Old Soldier’s last daughter out of his six children. She was quite beautiful, but not as beautiful as Adaobi. Sheri’s height gave her the priviledge to gaze at me at an horizontal level. I last saw Sheri when I was in hundred level.

“Hey Sheri! Good to see you. How are you?”

“Me dey o. You nko?” She replied.

“I’m fine too.” I said with a smile. “Please,where is your dad?”

“I no know o, try call am na.” She said.

Sheri unknowingly open my wound. “Hmm. My phone is ehn—is ehn not with me here.” I lied, but was fairly true because it really wasn’t with me.

“Ehn wetin we go come do now?” She asked, concerned.

I thought for some seconds. “Do you in anyway know about my mum’s illness?” I asked with a saturated eyes.

“No o, your mama sick?”

“Yes, that’s the reason I came home. She was admitted at the hospital yesterday and your dad informed me on phone.”

“Eyah, sorry. Me no know o because I just land from barracks yesterday.”

“Ehn Ehn, Ok.” I said, not interested in her tales.

“Banji, enter and sit down make I help you call am.” She said.

I was ushered in by Sheri. Like bluetooth, my eyes easily connected to Sheri’s shaking backside as we walked in. She moved ahead of me and delibrately shook her instrument to my glory. That very minute, I forgot my name, far from remembering my problems.

I sat on the sofa in their parlor while Sheri strolled into her room. I turned my neck at different degrees looking and feeding my eyes with the frames that hung around their wall. I saw Old Soldier in one of the frames with a devilish face with a rifle in his hand. I feared Old Soldier an extra more.

“Banji!” Sheri called me from her room but I really don’t know where.

“Yes.”

“Come.” She said.

“Come? Why? Where?” I confusingly asked.

“Come talk to my pale for here.” She said. “I dey charge my phone here so I no fit commot am.”

That was a nice excuse to get me into her room, I thought. “But where is your room?” I said,not to act too forward.

“Here.” She said, standing by the door of her room, wrapping the curtain around herself, portraying just her head.

“Ok.” I said, stood up and walked towards her.

“Come in.”

I fearfully walked in,took some steps more and sat on her three inches bed. Gbam! Sheri slammed the door and locked it. I still didn’t understand what was happening until she unwrapped herself from the curtain.



TO BE CONTINUED...

old sodier go catch u today! hmmm Banji own don finish ooooo...