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  The next few weeks for me was very     demanding, I spent three weeks in Abuja and two weeks in Kano, shooting the second season of Danladi Iman tv series ‘Unfaithful’. However I was in touch with Zara until last week, she told me she wanted to attend a program in Kigali, and promised to call when she gets there. I have not heard from her, and there was no way I was going to call G eorge, I simply hoped she was fine.   When finally I landed at the Muritala Mohammed Airport,   the first person I wanted to see what zara.   I wasn’t sure she was back, but I might just be lucky enough to get her contact.     I took a cab from the airport to Beckley's Estate and as we drove into George blacks compound, I couldn’t but notice an uneasy aura. I l sighted blessing, Zara’s personal maid, I wondered why she did not go to Kigali with her, her eyes were blood shot red, she tried to look away from me. ‘Where is Zara’?   that was all I could manage to...

  It was an exceptionally cold Saturday morning, I spent extra time in bed I kept rolling, and wishing I could get breakfast in bed. I had a strange feeling, that feeling you have when you think it's someone's birthday and you cannot figure out who it is, I decided not to try to think , I felt terribly blank.     I toyed with my phone and realized I had so many messages ,one of them were from a number not on my contact list   . ‘Today is the d-day of   my performance wish me luck ‘ it was from Zara I understood why I was feeling that way, I replied the text message ‘ what time is it’   after a while got a reply 10 a.m.   Yeah zara told me it was going to be at the Piano Centre, Ikoyi, I checked my schedule and realized I didn't have much on my to-do list, I wanted to surprise her, so   I got to the piano Centre at about 10 a.m.   And quietly sat amidst   the large crowd, a lot of children came out to perform , it was an excelle...

  My next visit to George's house was not pre-planned ,there was this new producer in town kira she wanted I and George to star in her   film, our first meeting was fixed and the Venue was George's house. I got there quiet early, George was not around and kira was not yet there. I Sat By the pool side, reading through the script I was also trying to avoid an encounter with Zara but then I could hear the piano play and it was one of my favorite songs ‘Mum was my hero’      in my heart I played along, however I soon realized that the organist was skipping some major keys, I wish I could just ignore. I soon asked a maid, where the sound was coming from, it was from the living room, and I guessed right, the organist was Zara . I walked behind the house staff, as she led me to the living room, where two large organs occupied a wooden cubicle by the left side. Zara was too engrossed in the organ to notice my presence, I stood behind her, and just as she started pe...

  There was an overwhelming round of applause, the audience was obviously carried away by the crew’s excellent performance, it was my second time featuring in a stage play, the last scene was so intriguing I couldn't help but cry as I walked down the stage. I felt almost naked because of the traditional Bini attire I had on. I ran off barefooted into my hotel room and once I was in I couldn’t help thinking of the deep   moments kissing George.   It felt too real, even though I had not acted close to George Alenshinloye Black, in any capacity. George was the main thing in the Nigerian movie industry, in fact in Africa, I cant think of any actor who was his match. The tabloids had judged him very   arrogant and saucy, I was yet to encounter that side of him. I slowly removed my accessories, the heavy beads and earrings, I tried removing my wrapper but it was almost impossible. I just couldn't reach the knot at my back. I noticed my door gave way slowly, George stood by...

    I met my wife in Gwoza town, during my mandatory National Youth Service. I was posted to Gwoza Town in Bornu state and she came visiting her sister, I remember rehearsing My Guitar that hot afternoon when suddenly I heard a tap on my door. I was not expecting anybody so reluctantly I stood up to check who it was, it was a very strange face I had never seen her before. She had travelled down from Maiduguri to see her younger sister. Her younger sister was my flat mate but unfortunately, she wasn't around. I had no choice but to welcome and entertain her in my own little way.   Motola was sincerely very grateful she left a few days later,   by then we were   a little cordial, when I finished my Youth Service I visited her in Lagos, she was a medical doctor, and to me that was a minus, we became Closer by the day and I did all I could to make sure you didn't go beyond  being just friends , but she was very persistent and patient my mum begged me to giv...