Relationship Stories & Experiences

Last week, I decided to kickstart my day with a refreshing morning exercise. As I laced up my running shoes and stepped out into the cool breeze, I couldn't help but feel energized and ready to conquer the tracks.

I had just downloaded a bunch of new songs onto my mp3 player, and I couldn't wait to blast them through the loudspeakers as I ran. One song in particular stood out to me - "Do I" by Phyno. Its catchy beats and uplifting lyrics never failed to put a smile on my face.

As I arrived at the tracks, I turned up the volume on my mp3 player, and the familiar intro of "Do I" began to play. The electrifying rhythm filled the air, and I started to jog along to the beat, feeling the music pumping through my veins.

To my surprise, as I ran, I noticed that I had attracted the attention of other early morning joggers. Perhaps it was the infectious energy of the song that caught their ears, or maybe it was my enthusiasm that drew them in. Whatever the reason, I was thrilled to have company on my run.

The clusters of people running beside me joined in on the chorus of "Do I," creating a joyous symphony of voices singing along. It felt like a surreal moment, as if we were all connected by the music, pushing each other to go the extra mile.

With each upbeat verse and powerful chorus, we pushed ourselves harder and faster, united by the music and the shared camaraderie of the morning run. Sweat dripped from our foreheads, but none of us seemed to care. We were too lost in the joy of the moment.

As the song came to an end, we all slowed down to catch our breaths. Smiling and laughing, we exchanged words of encouragement, grateful for the impromptu running community that had formed that morning.

Though the run had started as a solo journey, it had blossomed into an unforgettable group experience, all thanks to the power of music. We bid each other farewell, promising to meet again for more early morning runs filled with laughter, music, and the joy of chasing our fitness goals.

Maxwell was a handsome boy who always caught the attention of girls wherever he went. He had striking features and a charming personality, and it wasn't long before girls started admiring him. However, Maxwell wasn't interested in flirting around. Instead, he focused on his studies, sports, and personal growth.

People often misjudged him as being snobbish and proud, but that was far from the truth. He was simply someone who believed in discipline and hard work, choosing to stay focused on his goals rather than wasting time chasing girls. While he maintained cordial relationships with people, he was never one to indulge in small talk or idle gossip.

One day, Maxwell met a girl named Ozioma, and it wasn't long before he was drawn to her. She was smart, confident, and had an unpretentious charm about her that he found refreshing. They started spending time together, and Maxwell found himself opening up to her in a way he had never done before.

As they got to know each other better, Maxwell realized that Ozioma was someone he could be himself around. She appreciated his dedication and hard work, and encouraged him to pursue his dreams. He also discovered that beneath her confident exterior, Ozioma had her own share of insecurities and vulnerabilities..
Let's continue this story next time friends

I will miss my granny, I thought while leaning back on the dusty squeaky grey seat. The bus still produced a lively humming sound which pointed out that the engine was still in a good state, unlike the interior.

My granny had selected the seat for me after she took me to the motor park.
"Go in Nonso, drop your bag on that row", she said to me, gesturing at the position she wanted me to assume.
For a moment, I glanced at her and instantly, I missed her and the people, the friends I made in the village. I stayed with Granny throughout the long vacation and should return home when it's only a few days before school begins

Let's not make it look pathetic; staying with my grandmother was fun. I did have to eat all varieties of local foods and enough beverages, and most importantly, the whole experience was filled with love and warmth.

Granny had a small but cozy house, tucked away in a serene neighborhood, the walls were adorned with family photos and colorful paintings, giving the space a nostalgic charm.

The days spent with Granny were filled with laughter, stories, and endless adventures. We would explore the the far lands that the family possessed, either to harvest crops or till the soil. It was not adventurous per say, but worth it.

Her cooking was legendary, and I eagerly awaited each mealtime. From delicious soups to mouthwatering stews, she knew all the secretes of the pots and luckily I learnt as I helped out in the cooking.

But it wasn't just the food that filled my heart with joy; it was the love and care Granny showered upon me.
I was still in deep thoughts with a smile on my face when the ratty vehicle fell into a pot hole jolting me back to reality.

We were cool friends back then, one would easily affirm that we were dating but it was all platonic.
I knew this girl from the dust that she was created from, I knew her family, and her friends and perfected reading her not-too-obvious habits and moods.

Well, something happened to this friendship.
I began to withdraw myself. I wouldn't place the reason on an external or physical distraction because stretching this distance was unconsciously out of my will.

Trying to force myself to maintain her as a friend was so hard. It was as if my spirit was fighting against her presence.
She would take this way, and I will take another.
She noticed and confronted me about it afterward but I couldn't give a reason for the sudden dislike, it was just natural.

She started developing annoying attitudes around me, responding aggressively to my greetings, attacking the messages I sent on the group chat, and trying so hard to get on my nerves. It was the only way she could let out her frustration and I couldn't blame her.

She started sharing fake rumors about me, claiming that I asked her out and that was why she cut off our friendship. I took it as a joke when one of my friends who she told the moonlight tale to narrated what she was telling people. Guess what?
I didn't react to it.

A particular day, was a hot afternoon, she called and started claiming how truthful the things she told people were. Probably didn't react the way she expected so she started throwing insults and I pitied the day I spoke to this girl.

It further reduced her to zero. I saw her as nothing from then and after I typed a warning message, I blocked her.
I stopped saying "hi" whenever we met and avoided her entirely and I was happy when she her self gave me same energy.

It was just a week ago, I started receiving calls from her. I was unsure if to pick or not, but what was the stress?
She pleaded to see me in school and I agreed.

We met and she apologized and acted all mannered, but guess what?
She's still a zero and will remain that.

Nkiru was a stunning young woman, admired by many for her beauty and intelligence. Among her many admirers was a boy named Izu, who found himself drawn to her magnetic presence. However, Nkiru's fierce female pride made it difficult for her to express her true feelings. Izu who was unsure, kept his intentions hidden.

They both attended the same university, often finding themselves in the same social circles and classes. Despite their silent attraction towards one another, they maintained a cordial but distant friendship. Days turned into weeks, and weeks into months, with neither Nkiru nor Izu taking a step forward to reveal their true emotions.

One day, the university organized an event, and Nkiru and Izu both volunteered to help. As they worked side by side, they discovered a shared passion for music. It was through their joint efforts that they began to forge a deeper bond, gradually breaking down the barriers of pride that had kept them away.

Finally, one sunny afternoon, as they sat on a bench in the university gardens, Nkiru found the courage to speak her heart. She confessed her feelings, her voice filled with a mix of vulnerability and sincerity. To her surprise, Izu's face lit up with a smile, and he admitted that he too had harbored deep affection for her.

From that moment on, their once-regular friendship transformed into something beautiful. Nkiru and Izu embraced their feelings, shedding their pride and insecurities, as they embarked on a journey of love and companionship.

Are there angels?
That's exactly what I asked myself when I met Precious. When we first started, I was way over the moon with ectasy and all romantic delusions that comes with falling in love.
I gave her my heart and everything that could make the relationship a success. She came with the appearance of an Angel clothed with love and affection...alas! I was too blinded by my emotions to see that she was not what she claimed to be.
One day I went to see her at her place only to see her locking lips with a total stranger... someone I have never seen or met. Even when I confronted her she calmly told me to go away from her and not come back because I'm no longer her choice
I begged, I cried, I tried to make her see how much I love her even with her cheating I still have feelings for her when I should have been angry with her actions.
I left her place broken, shattered and scattered which makes me to ask this question: ARE THERE ANGELS? I thought I had one only to realize that I was dinning with the devil without using a long spoon.

Her face was red but her beauty didn't leave her. We had stood under the intense heat of the sun waiting for our our names to be called before we were admitted into the exam hall.

She was seated opposite my desk and wore a smile that got me stunned. A gap of teeth and good lips accompanied her perfect face.
I gazed at intervals and looked away immediately whenever she looked my way.

I can remember that it was the fourth time staring at her when she caught my gaze; I looked away immediately but on second thought, I can't be looking away from a girl's gaze, so I looked back immediately and held her gaze for some time before she broke it.

I was about to look away when she turned back and fixed her eyes on me, this time determined as if she was playing a game. I smiled as if I read her thoughts and looked away.

The exam started and yet, I continued to steal glances at her. She was a rare beauty and I wished she was my wife.

If only people can be judged by their physical appearance, lol.
We finished the exam and I left without looking back.

There was a man named Ike who got married to a beauty, Eve. Their life seemed perfect to the outside world, but behind closed doors, things were far from happy.

Ike was not a good husband. He mistreated Eve, his loving wife, and even had relationships with other women. Eve endured this pain silently, hoping things would change.

One fateful day, Ike was involved in a serious accident that left him hospitalized and unable to move. The women he had affairs with disappeared like shadows in the night, leaving him all alone. Except for one person – his wife, Eve. Despite all the hurt Ike had caused her, Eve chose to stay by his side. She nursed him back to health with care and tenderness. She never left his side, providing him with the comfort and support he needed.

During his recovery, Ike had a lot of time to reflect on his actions. He saw the depth of Eve's love and realized the pain he had caused her. He was humbled by her kind heart, even after all he had done.

As Ike healed, his heart changed too. He understood the importance of the love he had almost lost. He vowed to make amends, to be the husband Eve deserved. He apologized to her sincerely, promising to be a better man.

Eve forgave Ike, and their bond grew stronger than ever. The accident became a turning point in their relationship. Ike's near-death experience opened his eyes to the value of the love he had taken for granted.

True love is not about finding someone perfect, but about becoming someone better for the one you love.

Life in primary school has all the best of memories ranging from friends to events to teachers, to literally everything. Life was so easy and humorous then.

After my elder siblings had graduated from City of Grace (primary school where we all studied), they had to move me to a closer school since I was too young to walk the long distance to school.

Shalom was the name of my new school. It had colourful walls with animated paintings that interested all, a play ground which wasn't so large but could contain enough and finally a canteen behind where anyone could get all he/she wanted.

At first I noticed this dark, slim but beautiful round face girl during break period, she wouldn't stop staring at me where she stood.
I was leaning against the wall and would have tripped if not for the concrete support.

The next day I found thesame girl, this the she took my position where I leaned the day before and was beaming with smiles when I approached her. We greeted and she asked if I could play a game which she explained to me.

We became very tight friends until the day we graduated, I was going to see my wife no kore I thought. She gifted me before we parted ways and promised to keep our love intact till we met again.

I saw Ezinne last week, she was all grown up and not as dark, but not as beautiful as before. I called her but she didnt recognize me. I had to explain and express all the descriptive skills I had before she could scream "Oh" and hugged me.

What happened to our promise?
We were only but kids.

You see sometimes our good intentions can as well be to our detriment. Have you ever considered that?. Anyways if you haven't I will tell you about my own little experiences

Just woked up after a long night, and was getting ready for the activities of the new day. Still in that state a friend of mine entered with facial expressions that seems all isn't well just on a sight I was able to notice that.

What is the issue with you this early morning I asked? without any ado or any form of hesitation he answered my phone. How about it!!! it developed a fault he said. I took a deep breath knowing fully well that there is a problem.

The goal now is to fix the phone and with the little money he has but the problem is that he doesn't have physical cash with him for transportation. So I volunteered to give him the only one thousand naira left in my account hoping that after he rectifies fault in his phone he can give me back my money of which he agreed to do so.

On reaching the market there were lots of technicians calling on us but then we just needed to make sure we're in the right hands fortunately we spotted a place and we headed directly to the lucky guy

After formal greetings we gave him the phone and in our senses we thought is just a minor fault and he just needed to give it a touch. But to our greatest surprise it wasn't what we thought, as the phone technician can't just tell what the problem was. I may need to refer this phone to my senior colleague he said.

Now the journey started moving from one table to another some said is the battery another says it's the charging ic their most promising technician said is the mother board of which there is no remedy for it.

Just in disappointment we started coming back home it was just at that moment I remembered that the money we used for transportation was actually my last cash and I'm not expecting any soon.

Though we have an agreement of him refunding my money but on a second thought of the fact that our mission was aborted I couldn't stress more on him refunding my money but only left him to his fate.

You know what, even till now I'm still anticipating the money but it doesn't seem coming. Maybe I should just forget about it what do you think? drop it in the comment section and don't forget to drop a like.👎

I suppose it starts back in June 2023. She was a friend to my my very good friend at that time, they've been friends only for a few weeks . Seeing her for the first time , I didn’t really say much to her as I am a very shy and socially awkward person. I think I managed to get a few hellos out but nothing more than that.

The next time I met her was on a night class. Trust me that night was fun nothing much actually happened, I had always been a fan of Celine Dion. To be honest I meant no harm that night I was only doing my thing, so I started playing Dion on a very low volume while we read.

Little did I know that I have caught her attention but she couldn't show much of it because of my friends presence so as the hands of clock kept moving into the late hours of the night my friend slept off leaving the both us, "is time to make a friend with this maiden a voice within spoke to me'' but I resisted the voice.

Still in that trauma, I had a soft voice spoke to me "you know I have always loved Celine Dion". Can you sing if THAT'S WHAT IT TAKES, she asked?? Without any hesitation I played the song and I started singing in words in line and in rythem as my phone plays. You are really a good singer she complimented. Before she did her own version of the song indeed she had this voice of an angle.

And then the song ended. I now have the very best opportunity to talk with her, we talked from one story line to another I tried being funny as much as I could and she was overwhelmed with laughter it was such an amazing time with her. I wish to continue but it was already deep in the night she need to have a nap before dawn. Still trying to create a space for her to do that while she fell to my laps and slept off.

You can imagine the rest of the story, but then I had fun that very night.

Once upon a time in a small suburban neighborhood, there lived a dog named Max and a cat named Bella. Max was a goofy and playful Golden Retriever, while Bella was a sassy and independent Calico cat. They were neighbors but had never really interacted with each other before.
One sunny afternoon, Max spotted Bella lounging on the windowsill, basking in the warm sunlight. Intrigued by the sight of the elegant feline, Max's tail wagged uncontrollably. He couldn't resist the urge to introduce himself.
With a mischievous grin, Max bounded over to Bella's window and started wagging his tail furiously. Bella, being a cat who valued her personal space, looked at Max with a mixture of surprise and annoyance. She flicked her tail in a dismissive manner, but Max was undeterred.
Max, eager to impress Bella, started showing off his tricks. He performed somersaults, rolled over, and even tried balancing a treat on his nose. Bella couldn't help but be amused by Max's antics. She watched him with her piercing green eyes, occasionally letting out a soft purr.
Their encounters became a daily routine. Max would wait by the window, and Bella would eventually saunter over to observe his silly shenanigans. Max would fetch sticks and play fetch, and Bella would watch with a hint of admiration in her eyes.
One day, as Max was chasing his tail in the backyard, he accidentally knocked over Bella's favorite potted plant. The crash startled Bella, who swiftly jumped down from the windowsill and dashed outside. Max froze in panic, fearing Bella's wrath.
However, to Max's surprise, Bella didn't scold him or hiss in anger. Instead, she examined the plant, looking concerned. With a swift paw, Bella gently nudged the toppled pot back into an upright position. Max watched in awe as Bella displayed a compassionate side he had never seen before.
From that day on, their friendship blossomed. Max and Bella spent their days exploring the neighborhood together, chasing butterflies and rolling in the grass. Max taught Bella how to play fetch, and Bella taught Max the art of stealthy pouncing.
Their neighbors couldn't believe their eyes. A dog and a cat, inseparable friends? It seemed impossible, but Max and Bella proved that love knows no boundaries, not even those between different species.
And so, the dog and cat who once lived as neighbors became the best of friends, showcasing that true love can be found in the most unexpected places. Max and Bella's friendship brought joy and laughter to everyone around, reminding us all that sometimes the most beautiful relationships are the ones that make us laugh the hardest.

And so she chuckled as she held his hand and swayed. Seemed like it was just the both of them alone in the world. Hope this thing we have lasts forever, either of them thought.

I want just a quiet place, no person around, no noise, but just your voice and the chirpings from birds Nina spoke out after the long laughter.
That wasn't meant to be funny, but Ibeh laughed at it, It was uncontrolled and though he tried forcing himself to stop laughing but he just couldn't.

Few months later and they crossed paths no more, a name of he/her mentioned around the other brought anger. People who thought themselves meant for each other before had now become enemies.
Couldn't place a hand on what resulted to the swift change, but for all it's worth, this thing they feel for each other now, this hatred, is best for all.