Through My Lens With Kunle Deji: A Journey Continues on Hive.
Hello Guys, Welcome to “Through My Lens With Kunle Deji”, a project close to my heart where storytelling collides with pictures and Visual designs to form art. For y'all joining me here on Hive, you're stepping into an ongoing journey one that begun before I brought it to this platform.
I've already shared issue 1 and 2 on other platforms, and now, I'm excited to continue showcasing my picture stories here on hive.
These earlier issues laid the foundation offering glimpse into moments frozen in time through my lens.
Moving forward, each new release will be available here on Hive.Stay tuned as i share my day to day experience with you through my lens.
Issue 1:
From the comfort of Home to the bustling bus station, and busy work day in-between, my day was a whirlwind of moment. Join me as I capture the essence of each place and memories along the way.
So it rained today…
This rain made me incredibly happy today.Firstly, because i won't have to go to my workplace early plus the weather was so peaceful.
11:15 AM
At 11:15 am after arriving at my workplace, the worms in my belly were emphasizing the first line of Seyi Vibez song titled “Billon Dollar”which was “Time dey go oo ma fakoko sere”(Time is going, don't joke with your time) lol. I couldn't take it anymore so I stepped out to go search for a lifesaver. By the way this woman in this picture sells the best beans in the whole of CMS Lagos, I almost lost it one time when she didn't show up for 2 weeks straight. Also I pray God blesses whoever discovered Bread and Beans Combo, its literally one of the best combo of food ever.
Bread and Beans
So, I got back to the office with my food, and I quietly snuck off to the archive room, food in hand. Why? Because I do not need an audience when I eat, I’m not about that life. I shot the door behind me like I was hiding state secrets lol, set up my little food station, and went to town on that plate of Bread and Beans like it was my last meal. I was savoring every bite, avoiding the awkward eye contact and judgmental stares of people who act like they’ve never seen someone demolish a meal before.
Once I finished (and honestly, probably faster than I’m proud of), I kicked back and stretched out like I had just completed a marathon. I sat there for a good 30 minutes, contemplating life, food. Lmao, you know the vibe—food coma, doors locked, and pretending I’m "working" while really just digesting in peace. Then I casually strolled back to my desk like nothing happened, totally refreshed, but with a full stomach and zero regrets.
Free food saved the day
At 3:15 pm, I was deep in thought, fantasizing a master plan to hit the fire alarm and cause a building-wide evacuation and make my grand escape back home like a stealthy ninja. I had it all figured out, right timing, swift movements, no one would suspect a thing! Lol. While I was still in my thoughts, someone loudly announced it was their birthday and generously laid out this beautiful spread of food. Suddenly my whole escape fantasies crumbled.Why risk it when free food is on the line? Lol. So glad I didn't go full “Mission impossible”. Free food always wins lol.
Moment of Truth
Finally, it was time to leave the office. Honestly, I didn’t even wait until 5 pm,I was so tired, I bolted like a kid hearing the school bell ring lol. I called this moment the “moment of truth” because I found myself standing at the spot, yes the same spot where I once boarded the bus and got robbed. Ah, memories. So there I was, standing for almost an hour, trying to act normal while struggling with flashbacks. Every bus that passed felt like a plot twist waiting to happen. It was like my personal trauma marathon. Honestly, wild experience for real. But hey, at least this time, I didn’t have to do an impromptu donation of my Phone.
Bravery in Transit
I finally gathered the courage to get my butt on a bus again. Let me tell you, I held my phone in my left hand with a "Superman grip" so tight that even Thor couldn't have pried it loose. Unfortunately, I left my trusty screwdriver (a.k.a. my “weapon of choice”) at home, so my right hand had to step up as my defense. And oh, I wasn’t playing! I had my fist clenched so hard, I swear if Prime Iron Mike took a punch from me in that bus, it would’ve been a straight KO—he’d be down in one hit! My hand was locked and loaded, ready for anything. One bitten, twice times shy? Nah, more like one bitten, ten times ready to throw hands.lol
And that's a wrap
As I wrap up posting Issue 1 of Through My Lens With Kunle Deji, I want to extend a heartfelt thank you to all of you who are viewing this for the first time. Your interest and support mean so much! I hope you enjoyed the journey through these images and stories. This is just the beginning, and I can’t wait to share more with you in future issues. Stay tuned,there's plenty more to come! And that’s a wrap!