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It was a moment I had dreamt of since childhood, and finally, I found myself stepping into the bustling corridors of Fresh FM, ready to embark on my first-ever experience in a live radio program. The excitement bubbled within me as I took in the sights and sounds of the radio station, knowing that I was about to be a part of something truly special.

As I entered the studio, I was greeted by the friendly faces of Bolarinwa Olabode who happens to be a friend and leader in the world of humanitarian service; SnowBaba and Romeo, the hosts of the show. Their warm smiles put me at ease, despite the nervous anticipation swirling in my stomach. This was it – my chance to contribute to a discussion on a topic close to my heart: deal breakers in marriage during an economic crisis.

Taking my place on the panel alongside Bolarinwa Olabode, Ponder, and Rowland Reevs, I couldn't help but feel a sense of pride and gratitude for the opportunity. Bolarinwa Olabode, the one who had linked me up with Romeo, deserved a special thanks for making this dream a reality.

As the clock struck 8 pm, the show began, and the studio buzzed with energy as listeners tuned in to the men's roundtable talk. SnowBaba kicked off the discussion, inviting each of us to share our perspectives on the topic at hand.

Throughout the program, we delved deep into the complexities of marriage, exploring how economic challenges can strain relationships and unearth hidden deal breakers. From financial stress to communication breakdowns, we covered a range of issues that resonate with couples facing tough times.

Despite the weighty subject matter, there was an undeniable camaraderie among the panelists, as we shared personal anecdotes, exchanged viewpoints, and offered insights gleaned from our own experiences.

Romeo, the radio loverboy, kept the conversation flowing with his trademark wit and charm, while SnowBaba skillfully steered the discussion with professionalism and grace.

By the time the clock struck 9:30 pm, signaling the end of the program, I felt a profound sense of fulfillment wash over me. Being part of such a dynamic and engaging discussion had been an honor and a privilege, and I couldn't wait to do it all over again next week.

As I bid farewell to the studio and made my way home, I couldn't help but reflect on the journey that had brought me here. From childhood dreams to real-life opportunities, this experience had been a testament to the power of perseverance, passion, and the support of good friends like Bolarinwa Olabode.

With a heart full of gratitude, I looked forward to many more evenings spent in the company of SnowBaba, Romeo, and the rest of the Fresh FM family, as we continued to explore the intricacies of life, love, and everything in between on the airwaves.

Ayomide Abiona
OAP, Blogger & Content Creator.





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