It was barely a few minutes past 11 in the morning, the sun was already out (glaring its rays with careless abandon), the earth kept bouncing the sun's radiation off instantaneously without the welfare of its inhabitants in mind. In other words, it was terribly hot; I swear down, that heat fit fry egg.
"What could we have done in this part of the world to warrant such hardship?", I asked my chi as I walked briskly down Toyin street hoping to get to the bus stop in good time so as to get a bus. After le struggle for about 15mins I finally boarded a rickety looking bus. Though the passengers looked kinda suspicious, I dismissed the thought that it could be a "one chance" bus as I hurriedly sat and replied a pending e-mail on my phone.
After enduring the snail pace movement along Opebi axis, we finally got clear and i was left wondering why there was so much traffic; I couldn't even see the cause of the ruckus. In no time I drifted into deep thought as the breeze blew fiercely against my face while the driver sped off recklessly. A sudden scream brought me back to reality; the conductor and a roughly dressed man exchanged words which later turned into an insult contest.
Omo come hear yab...I wanted to laugh but the situation was just too tense for that. In no time the whole bus erupted in a loud noise, everybody was trying to speak at the same time. The driver halted the bus abruptly, "Oh Lawd!!!", I moaned as I looked at my watch. It was 12:24 and I had barely passed Ikeja and its environs. To save time, I got down from that bus and looked for another.....had I known it was fry pan to fire, I woulda endured the noisy bus.
I stood there for 30mins and couldn't find a bus, it was that time of the month so I def couldn't afford a cab. The weather app on my fone conspicuously displayed 37˚C; "What could have happened to the ozone layer in Lagos?, I asked my chi again; It used to be as cool as 25˚C in the afternoon when I was a kid. "What have we done to deserve this?". "What kind of useless country is this?", I thought to myself as I could feel my blood pressure rising steadily.
I was beginning to get worked up and fume at the government that I couldn't see. I looked around and I saw illegal transactions going on between the LASTMA,VIO and motorists.....Drivers driving recklessly while they blared their horns unnecessarily....able bodied men surrounding a newspaper vendor, arguing about whoz better between C.Ronaldo and Messi.......school age children hawking pure water and recharge cards....beggar-women moving about with kids and some were even pregnant....a mad man was even having his fill of the sacrifice placed at the T-junction despite the scorching sun.
All this was within the 100meters of where I stood, I was perplexed. Even though I couldn't do anything about the goings-on around me; I could put 2 n 2 together. I could explain why Nigerians were always intolerant and aggressive. I could justify the numerous fights and incessant abuses hurled on the streets of Lagos. I could blame the unnecessary marital conflicts on something other than "juju". I could understand why there was a mass exodus among the Nigerian youth to Malaysia.
The Sun is the culprit.......we are the perpetrators.....let's save the environment ie Ozone Layer and reduce the impact of global warming. Be Eco-friendly today and avert a more chaotic Nigeria in the nearest future.
"What could we have done in this part of the world to warrant such hardship?", I asked my chi as I walked briskly down Toyin street hoping to get to the bus stop in good time so as to get a bus. After le struggle for about 15mins I finally boarded a rickety looking bus. Though the passengers looked kinda suspicious, I dismissed the thought that it could be a "one chance" bus as I hurriedly sat and replied a pending e-mail on my phone.
After enduring the snail pace movement along Opebi axis, we finally got clear and i was left wondering why there was so much traffic; I couldn't even see the cause of the ruckus. In no time I drifted into deep thought as the breeze blew fiercely against my face while the driver sped off recklessly. A sudden scream brought me back to reality; the conductor and a roughly dressed man exchanged words which later turned into an insult contest.
Omo come hear yab...I wanted to laugh but the situation was just too tense for that. In no time the whole bus erupted in a loud noise, everybody was trying to speak at the same time. The driver halted the bus abruptly, "Oh Lawd!!!", I moaned as I looked at my watch. It was 12:24 and I had barely passed Ikeja and its environs. To save time, I got down from that bus and looked for another.....had I known it was fry pan to fire, I woulda endured the noisy bus.
I stood there for 30mins and couldn't find a bus, it was that time of the month so I def couldn't afford a cab. The weather app on my fone conspicuously displayed 37˚C; "What could have happened to the ozone layer in Lagos?, I asked my chi again; It used to be as cool as 25˚C in the afternoon when I was a kid. "What have we done to deserve this?". "What kind of useless country is this?", I thought to myself as I could feel my blood pressure rising steadily.
I was beginning to get worked up and fume at the government that I couldn't see. I looked around and I saw illegal transactions going on between the LASTMA,VIO and motorists.....Drivers driving recklessly while they blared their horns unnecessarily....able bodied men surrounding a newspaper vendor, arguing about whoz better between C.Ronaldo and Messi.......school age children hawking pure water and recharge cards....beggar-women moving about with kids and some were even pregnant....a mad man was even having his fill of the sacrifice placed at the T-junction despite the scorching sun.
All this was within the 100meters of where I stood, I was perplexed. Even though I couldn't do anything about the goings-on around me; I could put 2 n 2 together. I could explain why Nigerians were always intolerant and aggressive. I could justify the numerous fights and incessant abuses hurled on the streets of Lagos. I could blame the unnecessary marital conflicts on something other than "juju". I could understand why there was a mass exodus among the Nigerian youth to Malaysia.
The Sun is the culprit.......we are the perpetrators.....let's save the environment ie Ozone Layer and reduce the impact of global warming. Be Eco-friendly today and avert a more chaotic Nigeria in the nearest future.
Funny way of passing a message. Kudos
ReplyDeletePlanting ά tree would definitely help. Well done
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