In a voice that acknowledges the fact of our diversity as humans, while at the same time holding onto the altruistic sentiments that bind us together, American psychiatrist and best selling author, Scott Peck, recommended that we “share our similarities, and celebrate our differences.” On this note, I have committed myself to the pleasurable task of ruminating on major points of my discussions with Omoya Simult, whom I met earlier this week after a long time. By way of introduction, simply, Omoya Simult is an enviable prodigy who, in his own words, has an affair with Literature while being lawfully married to Medicine.

It’s noteworthy that my brief meetings with Simult these past years — especially after he left us here in Ekiti State University to enjoy the luxury, alone, of studying Medicine in the renowned University of Ibadan — have been characterized by serious, heartfelt discussions on a variety of topics including books, blogging, movies, religion, girls, and, ultimately, personal projects that we’re glad to report to a listening ear. I submit that I’ve never had with anyone else such mind-stimulating conversations as I have with Omoya during our rare meetings.

So, you see why the comparisons done in this little piece are both a permissible ayeriri and a necessary ainise? You see, right? If you can, please read on, but as for you who surprisingly still can’t, OYO is your case.

Inspired by the same sentiment in which Desmond Tutu once stated that our “differences are not intended to separate [or] alienate [us],” and that “we are different precisely in order to realize our need of one another,” I present this oxymoronic piece, a review of the similar differences between myself and Omoya.

So it happened that Simult, due to the “short break” that was dished out to UI students of recent, came down to his former school (EKSU) to pay obeisance to us his old padis: in the persons of myself (of course), Basit Jamiu, Olabintan Odunola, David Aduragbemi, plus several others I might not even know.

He had to meet me at the new book stand on campus (where I was looking for books to buy), so we could go to a serene  place to discuss. Our discussion, which went on in spite of the questioning looks from Mama-Waiter, who must have been amazed at the number of toothpicks we used, revealed, amongst other things, the following “de-similarities” between us.

1. Though we are both bloggers, Omoya cares little for web designs and blog themes. On the other hand, I am all for colourful and classy interface and design. He thinks writers should focus on their writing and have professional web designers worry about theme and design on their behalf, but I answer, “Who says a writer can’t do both and do them excellently?”

2. Though we both believe in the importance of time, we have different rituals for actually maximizing time. Simult said, “I don’t like plugging in my earphones to listen to anything while trekking to class or elsewhere. I prefer to be all alone without any intrusion, digital or physical, to think and meditate.” 

Meanwhile, my own way of maximizing such times is by listening to Android-read versions of books over headset.

3. Though we both believe in living exceptionally and contributing actively to our world through our abilities, we have different approaches. “You guys are trying,” Omoya said, referring to myself and some other set of doers who run programmes that engage the audience physically. “As for me, considering time constraints as a medical student, I prefer to engage more with the mind for now.”

4. Though, like many other humans, we acknowledge and reference our birthdays, Omoya takes his acknowledgement and reference many steps farther than myself (and all other persons I’ve met). He does a crazy thing, or make a crazy decision, on his birthday.

This year, for example, he decided to try what he called “ovo-lacto vegetarianism,” whatever that is, for some time. Last year, a big fan of “old school” hairstyle that he is, he surprised all by balding his head totally (as in “fadan” or “skin”). Three years ago, he decided to stop taking all soft drinks and alcohol, takes just water and fruits.

As for me, I’m not that crazy. In fact, I tend to be less crazy on my birthday than I usually am.

5. Though we are no longer adherents of the Christian faith which we once held passionately, Omoya has achieved a feat I haven’t been able to bring myself to achieve. By staying away from all church activities throughout 2016, he can now boast of an AYWC award (AYWC: A Year Without Church). As for me, I can’t make such yet because I still go back home to my unyielding parents during break, before whom you dare not display your disinterest in church. We simply have different kinds of parents it seems.