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Yes, I Sleep Inside Danfo (orun ìyà)

That’s how I entered Ajah bus from Sandfield jejely on Tuesday o (if you don’t live on the Island, I dunno how to explain. You sha already know I live in Lagos àbí?)

Back story first.

I got a new job!

Which is why I’ve been inactive lately. Your girl needed an income to support her appetite. I eat a lot, by the way.
And how am I supposed to keep up my shoe game if I don’t earn a living please? So I entered the streets (not really sha, God just blesses me with good friends who think good of me – the blessings of referral 😁) Whew! There’s so much back story.

So, as I was saying in the beninging (the spelling was intentional by the way), I’d had a busy day at work and was just looking forward to my precious sleep in the bus. Omo, I was the luckiest person on earth the moment I moved to the window seat. Yunno, the breeze (I don’t fancy exhaust fumes sha), forming nature lover and staring at the starry night sky, placing my elbow on the window, with my back relaxed and my head rested against the side of the bus… As usual, I switched off.

Moving on, I close from work pretty late, and then whenever I enter bus in the night on that one hour journey to Ajah bus stop laidiz, I don off straight (I pray they don’t carry me to Eleko one of these days sha).

I dunno who own this cute kid, but yeah, credit goes to her 🌹

Normally, I’d stir awake at intervals to be sure I’m the only one sleeping and they’ve not used jazz on us and diverted the bus to Okokomaiko. Sha, I was ta-ji-ing and going back to sleep as the spirit led.

Only for me to ta-ji again to see that the bus was on a dirt road, darkness everywhere, no one in the bus complaining, ẹhn! Kia! The sleep cleared from my eyes. See the way I was shining my eyes like idiot that they woke from sleep during Family Altar (if you don’t know what that is, I dunno mahn, are you even Nigerian?) My mind sha told me to cam the feck dan, it’s a shortcut, and I could see buses and cars in front of us and behind, so I cammed dan.

That’s how we got to one junction where all these special people were already collecting money and lifting the barricade they placed on the ground. They sha argued with the driver o, all this in the night o, driver gave them 50 box. That’s how the bus said we should be starting it na.

He sha begged some guys around, they pushed the bus, it started, we continued our journey.

That’s how somebody said he wants to come down again when we got to wherever the bus stop is called. In my mind I was just like, eh, this man should better not turn off the ignition on this thing. Driver stopped, Conductor opened the door, passenger came out, the bus now said we should be starting it na.

See, there’s something about me I think you should know today. I can be a tout depending on the situation. Like, ó máa ń gbá lára mi (In other words, I’m not okay like that like that) And when the bus refused to move again on that dark dirt road, the tiredness and sleepiness in me started boiling to a brew.

It’s not my fault, Lagos danfo drivers are the stupidest risk-takers you can find in Nigeria. Like, they’ll play with their lives, the lives of their passengers, the conductor can even still run if anything happens, he’s already hanging on the door, they don’t mind driving the buses to the ground. And don’t be surprised when you learn the buses aren’t even theirs. Some people I feel deeply sorry for actually buy these buses with their money, and give it to these drivers to load and deliver. Let’s not even get started on NURTW.

Needless to say, it was obvious the man had been managing that bus since like, since.

In all these dramas, I still had not spoken. Before, I would have. But now that baby girl af mature, we’re trying to “only resort to aggressiveness in the most extreme of situations. ” 😌

Driver called the men in the bus o, “make una come make we push this thing comot for here abeg” OK.

You know the most annoying part of all these? It’s that the driver would know for sure that the probability of getting that bus to Ajah bus stop was 1/10, and he still used his mouth to call people to push that thing.

They pushed it.
The bus dinor move again.
We now had to find our ways. On that dirt road. In darkness.
Because I am mature sha, and would “explore all probable solutions before crying over spilt milk”, 😌 I just kept quiet, got down from the bus, and stood by the road with other passengers from the same bus, to flag buses that could help us to Ajah.
That’s how I now asked aloud that,

“Wait fes, where are we sef?”
One lady answered that we’re in Ilaje o, just a bus stop away from Ajah.

When we stood for about 5 minutes and could not find a bus, she continued to say that the distance is actually trekkable, its not far. That’s how she left with her friend and they left me there.

Don’t even think it, I can’t trek that kind of trek.

My perseverance later paid off. I got a korope that helped me and one other man to Ajah. The driver of the korope was so nice, he didn’t even collect any money. And would you guess who I saw on the road while I was comfortablly seated in the korope, trekking, no way halfway there? Yes. The lady and her friend. Me I dinor call them o, sebi its not far? 🙄

The first thing I did when I entered my room was off my bra. Merciful God. I was already in my own slice of heaven by the time I closed my eyes.

End of story.

But seriously, have you had a similar experience, or a more eventful one? How’s city life treating you? Share with me!
I’ll reply whenever I sneak into the bathroom at work to look myself in the mirror and whisper, “you can do this!”
Torí (because), we should not lie we should not steal, this adult life is not easy.

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I am Morẹ́nikéjì Akínnúsì, One Yorùbá Girl who’s into food and writing. My passion for Yorùbá language and culture stems from my flair for writing, and my educational experience in the course of studying Linguistics Yorùbá at the University of Lagos, Nigeria.

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20 thoughts on “Yes, I Sleep Inside Danfo (orun ìyà)

  1. Praise says:

    Oh God i just laughed my head off. Well done dear

    1. I would keep writing, if for only you 😘 Thank you Praise 😍

  2. Jude says:

    Well ma!

    1. I know, you’re speechless 😌

  3. Oluyemisi Ola-Olowoyo says:

    Beautiful writeup Keji dear. Laughed and laughed while reading……But then, pls reduce ur sleep in transit sogbo?……… God’s banner over you is ever sure…😘

    1. Aunt Yemisi 😍 First of all, I’m glad you even read my post 💃 Second of all, mo ti gbọ́, I’ll reduce my sleep in transit 😂 Thank you ma!

  4. Chrisakins says:

    Hmmm can’t stop laughing..surprised i met myself sitting on d ground….nice write-up. My love dnt forget one chance is real o😃😃😃

    1. 😁 Thank you for reading my story! And mo ti gbọ́, you people, I’ll “try” to stop sleeping inside bus. No promises sha 🙃

  5. Deji says:


  6. Lawalson Adefemi says:

    Sleep until trumpet will sound and you won’t hear!
    Nice piece

  7. Reblogged this on 9japarrot and commented:
    great post from my personal person

    1. Lasgidi Insider, my sincere apologies for the veerry late response. I just saw the feature and it brings joy to my heart. Thank you so much!

  8. So I was scrambling for funny danfo write-ups on WordPress and yours over delivered Keji. I can’t even count the number of times I laughed… LoL

    But you’re wicked o. Why didn’t you call them?! The girl and her friend lost faith naw. Is no her fault. 🤣🤣🤣

    This Lagos danfo is always an adventure and my sleeping habits actually come on in BRTs. You see, that AC has made me lose my stop up to six times.

    Lord help us. We are tayad in this city! 😤

    1. Emmanuel, thank you for your comment! Me I just said I should share my experience ni o, but I am glad you enjoyed reading it.

      And please dear, don’t ask me about the girl and her friend. How could they lie that kind of lie nah?? Talm ’bout, it’s not far… That korope used 15 minutes to reach? Please please and please. I don’t like what I hate o.

    2. But how will you sleep and pass bustop 6 TIMES!? AH!

      1. It’s BRT so it’s usually cheaper anyway. I just take a taxi to my real stop when I make such mistakes. Sleep is Good.

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