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Pragmatic, reserved and a deep thinker who loves family, sports especially football where am married to two wives: the first, AC Milan who has my loyalty and the second wife, Manchester United who has all my undying love and pampering, lifestyle and society parties. Need I say the law is more than a profession but a lifestyle for me.

Adekanye Adeyinka Olajide.

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A young boy with a sugar coated mouth, often spoke like oranmiyan – as if in him is all the wisdom on earth deposited. He is like a man who has seen many lives in his short time already. Though often, he blabbed too much, he sure is intelligent. He has so much potential; I could beat my chest he will be a success. This is the story of a young boy “Jegbogbo Aye”.

Nonetheless with an over sized lip, he is a patently handsome Young man. Jegbogbo aye, an eloquent orator, will dominate any conversation at the slightest chance with his communication mastery. Exceedingly a luminous chap has the world in his palms. He became so popular on campus that he was persuaded to become a club chief – an idea that gave him the head rush. As he later confided in me, it was a chance to lay all the finest model-like girls on campus. He revels in becoming a force to reckon with as his virtuosity will make him an unrivaled champion. I sounded a note of warning which understandably fell on deaf ears.

Jegbogbo aye became so famous living like a rock star; jeweleries, finest clothes, expensive colognes and a rover car to compliment his newly attained status. I was in total incredulity as to how a boy turning 20 could afford such an extravagant lifestyle with relative ease. Trust me; I dare not ask how he managed that. After all, I live on a streamed payslip and a budget rigidly adhered to.

It was no shock when he became so conceited. There was this impudence in how he related becoming so insolent with little or no regard to anyone. This chap was now pugnacious; there was not going to be a convalescence of his relationship with people. He became so classy and lived the boss life. I mean the money from shows were rolling in, he had become a “yahoo boy” cyber fraudster; to further boast his reputation. He had girls at his beck and call as they were drooling all over him; sometimes, he even had 4 at a go. Literally, he shut down bars at clubs popping bottles of ace like it was bottle of water!

I remember how surreal I felt after I had been invited to his private party. It was a show of money muscles among his clique of friends who flaunted their choice cars with the strangest looking salacious ladies wearing mouth-watering clothes by their side. I saw eerie bottles in thorns and all form of designs. I enjoyed the presidential treatment as he made sure of it I was always by his side. Then the unthinkable happened when he flared up that the waiter had not respected him enough by the way she had served him – I was so mortified. Well, that was the end of the party!

His cash flow was becoming exceedingly prodigious; consequently, plethora of girls to choose from. All these had ricochet on his academics as he had awful returns from that end now. I got to know about this only because he came to complain about the difficulty he was facing in graduating and to apologise for the party incident – we had not seen since the event. He had found his way out; don’t ask me how! The achievement was a major morale booster that gave him a confidence which hosed all around him during his convocation. He proceeded to the Youth Service in jubilant style; money had been saved for this purpose, so he virtually oppressed through out his camp days. After the 3 weeks regimented camp life, we jammed and he told me how he expended two hundred and fifty thousand naira or more. That is last time I saw him.

About a month ago however, I ran into his right hand man; his best friend. After our brief meeting, I asked my regards be extended to him. Then I noticed a nonchalant response which brewed inquisitiveness in me. In other to satisfy my curiosity as to why his best friend will seem so disinterested in the well-being of his best friend, I pressurised him; eventually he succumbed and let the cat out of the bag.

The next thing I heard him utter with no remorse or concern of any kind, so bluntly, left me dazed to my bone marrows. I could feel my head take off from my body. Jegbogbo aye had contacted HIV.

It is his recklessness to life and total abandonment of caution that leaves me worried. Of course I know the infection is not a taboo. But, why will anyone go out deliberately hunting to be infected? I recall him telling me there was no fun protecting oneself and now I think of the numerous ladies; good looking that he would have infected consequent to his flagrant stand on the rules of life.