Memories of ‘My Happiest Moments in Life?’
I am not a happy man. My whole life is fraught with debilitating circumstances beyond human conception. Every success is trolled by a specter of sorrows and setbacks of gargantuan magnitude. This may be perhaps as intelligence suggested, was in my poor mother’s womb for about ten months and that the flabbergasted doctor at Queen Elizabeth’s Hospital Umuahia informed my distraught father that I was clawing at my mother’s entrails and did not want to come out of the womb. I was later dragged out into the world.
You may raise doubts over the plausibility of such a tale, but my whole life reflects such a contradiction as if an old Persian saying is directed at me ‘Go wake up your luck’. A few instances of actual encounter will unravel some shocking near death encounters that enabled me to conclude that I have no happiest moment in this life. In the year 1971, immediately after the Nigerian civil war, my uncle brought me to Lagos to stay with him; I was about 5 …show more content…
On my way to Ikotun, at Palm groove to be precise, a bus driver who was struggling his steering with some police officers rammed into the driver‘s side of my vehicle and nearly damaged my arm and leg if not for inbuilt protection by the car door, a tensile steel rod that protects the driver. I was taken to Pedro Police station by the police who caused the accident. The driver was ordered to repair my car by the DPO. On our way to the mechanic I told the policemen and the driver to step out of the car, as they did, I drove off and looked at their surprise on their faces through the rear mirror of my car, drove straight to my mechanic at Gbagada and repaired my car and drove home silently reflecting on the events of that
I am not a happy man. My whole life is fraught with debilitating circumstances beyond human conception. Every success is trolled by a specter of sorrows and setbacks of gargantuan magnitude. This may be perhaps as intelligence suggested, was in my poor mother’s womb for about ten months and that the flabbergasted doctor at Queen Elizabeth’s Hospital Umuahia informed my distraught father that I was clawing at my mother’s entrails and did not want to come out of the womb. I was later dragged out into the world.
You may raise doubts over the plausibility of such a tale, but my whole life reflects such a contradiction as if an old Persian saying is directed at me ‘Go wake up your luck’. A few instances of actual encounter will unravel some shocking near death encounters that enabled me to conclude that I have no happiest moment in this life. In the year 1971, immediately after the Nigerian civil war, my uncle brought me to Lagos to stay with him; I was about 5 …show more content…
On my way to Ikotun, at Palm groove to be precise, a bus driver who was struggling his steering with some police officers rammed into the driver‘s side of my vehicle and nearly damaged my arm and leg if not for inbuilt protection by the car door, a tensile steel rod that protects the driver. I was taken to Pedro Police station by the police who caused the accident. The driver was ordered to repair my car by the DPO. On our way to the mechanic I told the policemen and the driver to step out of the car, as they did, I drove off and looked at their surprise on their faces through the rear mirror of my car, drove straight to my mechanic at Gbagada and repaired my car and drove home silently reflecting on the events of that