For the friend that holds my hand.

Hark the herald angels sing; my bestie’s birthday is today; gifts and cakes I do not bring; enjoy these words that comes your way.

We did not start out as friends; we were just two grumpy roommates; you wondering why there is another squatter in the room that is supposed to house four students but now has six; me wondering why someone this handsome can be so harsh and blunt. What are the odds that we would become best of friends? Well, football works magic.
Discovering you loved football was the key to your ever-caring heart, and here was I, a welcomed guest you pampered with love and overflowing care.
Sometimes it is football, sometimes it is legal drafts in preparation for your myriads of moot and mock competition, sometimes it is fetching water at awo cafe, sometimes it is banting over how Mikel is one of the best DMs Chelsea ever had and he bossed the midfield in that Champions league final. Of course, you don’t agree, and I do not care 😂.

Sometimes, it is you giving me the motivation I need for Unilever Idea trophy, sometimes, it is you asking me to try-out for Tax club debate and presentations. Do you know you are one of the major reasons people think I studied law? I mean, which economics undergraduate can quote Section 32, subsection 8 of the Company Income Tax act without flinching, or quote Section 8 (i), a and b of the Personal Income Tax Act? You my friend, made me fall in love with Law. Do you remember how joyous I was when you told me tax club was recruiting?

2. Dear Olawale, I love your kind heart. I love that you genuinely care about people, that you have their best interests at heart. It is how you cook a pot of beans and Akintunde comes with his loaf of bread, uninvited but you don’t care😂. It is you letting me know you have stocked your cupboard with indomie, with new beverages. I mean, who buys milo, milk, sugar but doesn’t take tea? It is you buying my mum gifts , and trying to sell my market to ladies I like because you don’t like me being single, see me today, still single 😂😩.

Thank you for being with me through the years and for holding on to our friendship. There were days we saved to buy suya and viju milk, today we buy a whole table at the lounge without checking our account balance, tomorrow, we would fly to maldives or sicily with our lovers, painting memories on palette of luxury.
Till then, I wish you open doors of favour and plethora of mind-blowing opportunities. May God always be good and kind to you.

Amen. I love you brother and I am always rooting for you.
Cheers.