09/09/2025
Let’s say his name was Chuka.
Every day, by 5am, he would fry puff-puff with his mother. By 6:30, he was already in traffic on 3rd Mainland Bridge, hawking with a cracked nylon bowl and pure hustle in his eyes.
One day, while chasing a moving danfo to sell 2 puff-puff for ₦100, he got splashed with muddy water. He didn’t cry. He smiled and said, “E still go dry.”
He kept smiling.
He kept running.
He kept selling.
But more than anything — he kept learning.
Why? Because hidden in his nylon bag wasn’t just puff-puff… there was a second-hand book on business someone once dashed him. He read it during traffic breaks. Under bridge lights. On the toilet. Everywhere.
Years passed.
He saved money. Started helping his mum with small supplies. Eventually, he sold enough to buy a second pan… then a third. Then he opened a small roadside kiosk. He named it: “The Hustler’s Oven.”
Today, Chuka doesn’t sell puff-puff anymore.
He owns a puff-puff factory in Lagos, exporting snacks to Ghana, Togo, and even the UK.
When they asked him what changed his life, he said:
“It wasn’t luck. It was consistency. And one page that told stories like mine and reminded me not to give up.”
This is that page.
If you’re reading this, maybe you’re in your own “traffic” season right now.
But your bridge go pass too.
Just stay moving.
Moral Lesson:
No matter how small you start or how tough the journey looks, consistency, learning, and resilience can transform your hustle into greatness. Don’t despise your “traffic season” — it may be preparing you for your factory tomorrow.
Meet Chuka.
At 5am, he fried puff-puff with his mum. By 6:30, he was already in traffic on 3rd Mainland Bridge, hawking with a cracked nylon bowl and pure hustle in his eyes.
One day, while chasing a moving danfo to sell puff-puff, he was splashed with muddy water. He didn’t cry. He simply said: “E go dry.”
He kept smiling.
He kept running.
He kept selling.
But most importantly — he kept learning.
Hidden in his nylon bag wasn’t just puff-puff. It was a second-hand book on business. He read it everywhere — under the bridge lights, in traffic breaks, even in the toilet.
Years later, that same boy owns a puff-puff factory in Lagos, exporting snacks across Africa and even to the UK.
When asked what changed his life, Chuka said:
“It wasn’t luck. It was consistency. And one page that told stories like mine and reminded me not to give up.”
💡 The Connection:
Life with HIV can sometimes feel like hawking puff-puff in traffic — tough, exhausting, and full of splashes from life. But just like Chuka, with consistency, the right knowledge, and the right support, you can rise above it.
👉 HIV is not the end. With treatment, awareness, and hope, you can still build your future, your “factory,” your dream.
Moral Lesson:
Your current struggle doesn’t define your tomorrow. Keep learning. Keep moving. Keep living.
Because just like Chuka’s puff-puff story, your “traffic season” will pass too.
✨ This page is here to remind you of that every day.
🔥 From Puff-Puff to Purpose
Chuka started by hawking puff-puff in Lagos traffic with a cracked nylon bowl.
Splashed with mud, chased by danfos — yet he never stopped smiling. Why? Because hidden in his bag wasn’t just puff-puff… it was knowledge.
Years later, that same boy owns a puff-puff factory, exporting to Ghana, Togo & the UK.
When asked what changed his life, he said:
✨ “Consistency. Learning. And one page that reminded me not to give up.”
💡 Here’s the lesson:
Living with HIV can feel like hawking puff-puff in traffic — tough, messy, and full of splashes from life. But with consistency, the right treatment, and hope, you can rise above it.
👉 HIV is not the end. Your “traffic season” will pass. Your factory (your dreams, your purpose, your future) is still possible.
Stay strong. Stay moving. Stay alive. ❤️
