Tag Archives: Bus

Welcome to Lagos: Inside the bus (S1E2)

  In loving memory of the last episode of  The Welcome to Lagos series, Danfo palavas (which can be found here by the way ), I offer you this sequel to ease your pains with as much quantum of laughter as you can muster. If you live in Lagos, and you’ve never noticed these categories … Continue reading Welcome to Lagos: Inside the bus (S1E2)

On the Road to Makurdi: Episode 2 (The Stranger on the Bus)

I wasted no time pinging and subsequently chatting with her.  It was such a relief to read her reply.  And that was how we started chatting back and forth. Then, we graduated to sending each other voice notes. I remember the first time I sent her one of those.  All I said was: “Hi, Sewuese … Continue reading On the Road to Makurdi: Episode 2 (The Stranger on the Bus)

Missing the Bus by Tolu Daniel

  That was how you missed the bus; you had awoken earlier than the usual time and skipped your normal morning routines. Yet, you still missed the damned bus! Only three buses made the journey from Abeokuta to Abuja daily and you missed the last one and the only one that would get you to … Continue reading Missing the Bus by Tolu Daniel

Danfo, Clouds

One Wednesday Evening…

“Praaaaaaaaise the Lord!” the call suddenly rang, quite cheerfully. But that wasn’t what made the eyes of most of the passengers widen… The bus had filled quite quickly that Wednesday evening; everyone was trying to escape the threatening clouds. Trust Wasiu and his conductor – all Dele needed was the signal, and the subsidy on … Continue reading One Wednesday Evening…

The World Lost It’s Colour.

The World Lost It’s Colour.

This story is about a woman discovering that her happiness is relative.   Mama Tinu   went   to Garki   Market; it was the first December after the fuel subsidy had been removed. The Sun is a 10,000 watts bulb up in the sky. She felt the warmth soaking her up. She felt relieve that she did … Continue reading The World Lost It’s Colour.

Angel in a Rickety Bus (2)

Since Ibadan wasn’t my final destination, I had to move on. I chattered a bike to “Express junction” where I boarded another bus going to Ake, my final destination. I got lucky this time as the vehicle was almost a new one aside the torn seats and a tipsy driver. I said my little prayer, … Continue reading Angel in a Rickety Bus (2)