So I Fell in Love…

So I fell in love. I actually never hessperedit. Didn’t quite see it coming, but it happened. Lots of people around me anticipated it though. They saw it coming. They said I was in denial when I argued, they said “just wait and see.” Much as I hate to say it, they were right. Okay, I don’t hate to say it. I’m sha saying it. I fell in love. They were right and I was wrong.
It started exactly a year ago. I made a major decision to move cities. I got a new job, I packed my bags, took a flight and relocated. I had my doubts about everything. The city, the people, every single thing. I actually gave myself a deadline of 6 months. As soon as my contract was over, I would run back to where I was coming from. Na so. I had no idea what was coming.
It started out slow. Occasional hangouts; the beach, movies, lovely dinners, karaoke, jazz festival, stage play, great conversations, pleasant surprises… the whole works. I didn’t stand a chance. Come on, to be wooed like that? How would I not fall in love?
It has taken me a full year to accept it, to embrace it and be proud of it. Yes, I fell in love.
I fell in love with the city of Lagos. After all my mouth and braggado. “Oh the city is crazy, there’s too much traffic, too many touts, bla bla bla. That one na story. If Lagos woos you as well as it did me, you would not stand a chance. The people are amazing. Crazy, but amazing all the same. The city itself is bubbly and alive!
The exposure Lagos has afforded me, the opportunities, the meaningful and beautiful relationships… Friends I met off social media became family, people took a chance on me to offer me opportunities I’d never have dreamed of in my wildest imaginations. Lagos is the place to be.
It’s exactly one year I moved to Lagos and I can’t get over how this place makes me feel. Certainly nothing like Abuja. This is true love baby! The city has helped me find my feet, helped me find my rhythm and helped me get my groove back on. Have I had some unpleasant experiences? Yes. But believe me, that’s like one out of 20 experiences I’ve had.
Before now, I used to say “you can never pay me money to stay in Lagos.” Please, that was a statement borne out of ignorance. Right now, I make bold to say, if I am leaving Lagos, it’s gotta be something really huge moving me away. Because I’ve been rooted and grounded to this place. Eko oni baje ooo. Hehe. A proper lasgidi babe I am now. 😀
Oh, wait. Were you expecting to read about some hunk of a man who swept me off my feet? LOL! My bad. E never happen yet. Hehee
Ps. Thanks to the amazing people who have made Lagos home for me. You are too numerous to mention but you are all really lovely. Thank you.
Boss, you know every 🙂