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Friendship, the first or final resort in every nouvelle downcast. My three friends, the fantastic four. We become great persons when we identify with great minds and not narrow minded nonchalant individuals. There is a phase in one’s life when a voice different from yours need be heard, a time when you need someone to lift your heavy ladened heart to the state of inner tranquility and warmth. It is at this junction that many board a wrong bus and get driven to a lost world; to a world of no hope coupled with the disease of regrets, anger, and frustration. A person who stands by you, with you, and for you, treating you like a blood; shares your pain and anguish; care about you, never flings you into the mud; gives you legit advice that he would give his siblings; put you before a woman, is not a friend but a brother. A brother is a friend that enjoys seeing your progress and happiness. Before goodbyes, let’s talk a little.

So he would always ask me about my welfare. He gives everything to make me happy. He just does not know how to say SORRY, I CANNOT BE OF ASSISTANCE. It is even as though I am very lucky to have him as a friend cos he seems to show exceeding love towards me. Chris, a bro with perfect understanding and a good heart. We never run out of giat, we never let a third party steal the show when one of us will most likely be at the receiving end. He keeps saying he believes we can do exploit — check it, say if we doing nothing. A bro with priceless ambition, CBN cannot afford it. He is very concerned about not just the abled but even the crippled — with articles and poems to this proposition, he is clearly a concerned being who wants laughter for all. I have learnt to be attentive to people’s issues, I have learnt to care, I have learnt to keep valuable friends and believe in them. And for once, I have the bro code.

Being smart and not notifying to people that you just cocky is the entrance of the second blood. We everytime together, you would think we from the same parents — people confuse our voices most times and say they see facial semblance. He believes in pocketing his emotions so as not to get so hurt; he believes in conversation. I call him Merlin because of his cute and humble looks. He surely is a smart dude and one you always want to glue your all to. I learnt that you should put a brother first. He is Femi and he is that friend I consider useful. Chris and Femi have a common ground, they get red when you attack their person instead of sticking to the argument. Femi is with a star. I learnt to always believe in myself and be ever available for my brothers. That is the bro code.

Call him a sissy, he could smile. Throw jibes laced with legal injuries, he would go blunt partly or laugh loud too. He really must be a prince as he acts with so much maturity and palace mannerism. He holds no grudges; he believes in independence. He is intelligent but seeing his ever willing embrace to swimming in youthful gathering or games could make you second guess his ability. But then, I know him better and so does the GPA. I learnt from Prince to be organized. He is very neat and thorough. A plus to his name. I learnt to take every man the way he is — Prince advocates this. I learnt that there is never a need to be all shoulders or proud. He is definitely family, he is a bro code practitioner.

Bottom line, the friends we keep one way or the other affects our life. It is advisable to roll with friends and not parasites. Every man is great, every friend counts or contributes to our excellence — a wrong choice of a friend must harm us hence the need to give the weed a distance if we must grow in oneness, in wit or ideas, aand with success. A friend is a brother that has value and has positively poured his way of life in you, and you, same. Keep a friend, correct him with love, choose him over anything, ensure he grows and if he grows higher, you should be joyed and never envious. Thou shall not sly your friend, thou shall not mock your friend, thou shall love thy friend wholesomely, thou shall strive to maintain peace, thou shall respect the bro code and live the life of a brother or remain recluse. Show me your friends, and I will tell you who you are in fortissimo.

                                       OKOCHA OBED



My name is Okocha Obed, you can call me Obeezy. I love to display aesthetics through my ink—I must say writing is my small world. I consider myself a deep writer; I say I am deep because I have discovered that part about myself, even, my fabulous audience share same view. I believe in connecting to all kind of persons as there is always something to learn from everyone. I see myself as an actor; to stay on the stage, I need to think ink. The voice is a reflection of myself and my conscience. I always felt I could be like superman while growing up. It was pretty ridiculous so all I did was dream of being a soldier. It was abortive. So I created a world where I could keep talking about the ills in my community but with other flavours to show I am growing into completeness. keep reading.

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