5 years ago, I wrote a letter to Mr President. Even though my letter was an open letter on the internet and probably never got delivered, it was nevertheless heartfelt.
Today, 5 years after, a monumental thing has just happened in our dear country. The People of Nigeria have proved to themselves that they can change a government that is not palatable to them. A little step it may seem, but its the first step in the right direction.
And I scurried along the crowded downtown street. There were hawkers everywhere and walkers too. In all directions. This was isale eko, where you could literally be stolen without knowing you’ve been stolen.
It is amusing, this government we have in Nigeria. It is amusing because they think that they know what they are doing. But more importantly, it is sad. Sad that a country can be so endowed and yet suffer so much.
This our collective karma ehn, na wa!
To all those in government who think leadership is their right by force by fire, to them goes my early condolences. If only they know what great responsibility it is to be in a position of power, if only they know to what lengths they have entangled themselves by the misuse of power, they would break down and cry.
Talk about crazy trips. Another crazy trip inspired my spilling my own tale too. This event is one I remember very clearly mainly because it made a very deep impression upon me. The first lesson it was meant to teach me was this: Never say Never.
It so happened that me and a few of my guys had been talking a few days before the crazy trip day. We had been discussing about human temperaments and how it all affected our lives in one way or another. Popular consensus amongst our little group had everyone believe that Mede (that’s me) doesn’t get angry. I went on to add to the discussion that I don’t think there’s anything that would make me so angry that I would lose it. Little did i know that the powers that be were watching me and would be presenting me with an opportunity to prove my words.
We were in school, OOU, and it was one those festivities that usually took most of the students home on a short holiday and I decided I would also take a little break. So I packed a few things and me and my girlfriend headed home to lagos.