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Four years ago, as the newest senior bachelor in town; every weekend is to explore around, in search of a hot-spot to groove. It’s about evening time on Saturday as there are no action EPL matches to watch, I dressed to stroll to anywhere. I trekked through the northern settler community called, Idi Araba down to the Lagos University Teaching Hospital (LUTH), in Nigeria, and then paused to load some cash in my pouch from the ATM inside the hospital premises. Coming back to the main gate, I was obstructed by some Abokis (Okada riders) stationed in front of the hospital. “Yaba, Yaba, Ojuelegba. Oga, let’s go,” they roared. About five of them grasped my tiny arms, dangling me to the left and right. One of them, a dark-skinned boy punched an elderly man who held me in the face. “Kai, small hausa boy like you!” the angry man yelled, as he retaliates with a slap. They started to wrestle... I didn’t plan to go Yaba, my mission is to go anywhere that is ‘bubbling’ but their overzealous customer service and comic-drama display got me confused. So, I decided to patronized them, I chose to ride with the one with brand new Bajaj. Getting to the ever-busy railway bus stop of Yaba, I proceeded in my journey. They started again, “Fine boy, where? UNILAG, Ebute Metta, Oyingbo, Sabo.” I just turn a deaf ear and double up. I crossed to Yaba left then headed to the long Montgomery road. Walking down the long tarred road, I swayed slightly on my foot as I’m getting tired but managed to dash to the right side of the street then linked to Commercial Road. I was shocked to see a mighty building called, E-Centre, which houses Ozone Cinema, a popular hangout of Lagos Big Boiz (LBB) and Lagos Hottest Babes (LHB), especially UNILAG and Yabatech students. I dived into an elevator to the 3rd floor where I can play PS2 game but stumbled on photoshoot promo. “Your outfit deserves it,” my mind tells me. As I entered the photo booth, “You are welcome, bro. Abeg, just gimme 2 minutes,” the lanky photographer welcomes me. Beside him is a light-skin guy, his hairdo is short but curling, he wore a flower design shirt on the three-quarter trouser with a to-match shoe, his ankle bracelet shows as he crosses legs. He is pointing to the widescreen computer for the photographer to select pictures. “I love the way I bend here, pick this,” he said with a sweet voice. “No, no, no, I don’t like this. Abeg, pick this one that my curve is showing. Won ma gba, Instagram is in trouble.” I was enjoying their conversation until I heard, “Bobrisky, your wahala is too much. Don’t worry, I will edit everything this night and send to you.” The name Bob-risky echo in my ear like a jingle bell, though I'm not too familiar with the name as at that time, it's sound weird and eerie. He (Bobrisky) just stood up, put on his sunglasses, stepped in front of the mirror to adjust his dress and catwalks to exit the door, “Dave, I don go ooo. Abeg, I’ll be expecting my pictures ooo, biko,” she/he said on the motion. Bobrisky is a Nigerian internet personality who is known as a transgender woman in Nigeria, a country with no LGBT rights. He’s a desperado, who from obscurity wants to be in limelight.