"TWIN BROTHERS SAGA"

We Shared Everything Since Birth. But When Success Knocked, He Opened the Door and Locked Me Out.

1990. Nsukka, Nigeria.

My name is Chinedu.
I was born three minutes before my twin brother, Chibuzo.

We shared a womb, a crib, and a destiny — or so I thought.

Growing up, we were inseparable.
When I cried, he cried.
When I laughed, he echoed it.

But by the time we turned 18, life had begun drawing a line between us — one I didn’t see coming.

Chibuzo was charming, loud, extroverted.

I was the quiet one. The planner. The dreamer.

But someone had already claimed it.
I tracked the Lagos branch. He was there.
Wearing a suit. Using my name.
Living my life. When I confronted him, he didn’t even deny it.
“Guy, this life no balance. You dey shine, I dey suffer. I just borrowed your name small.”

I threatened to expose him.

He said:
“Go ahead. Let’s see who they believe — you, or me with the job already in hand? I went home.
Defeated. 2016. The Reset. I started again.

This time, I changed my name to Daniel Nedu.