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Abeokuta To Lagos by Nobody: 4:34pm On Mar 25, 2015
I was surfing the internet when I came across this.....

“Iam going to lagos, Iam going to
lagos”. **Sweating like a
valentine’s goat**.. I jumped up
from my bed like I just received a
call from barrack obama telling me
to come to WHITE hood. Ohh my
people, guess what? It was a dream.
I didn’t remember what I saw in
that dream but something was just
telling me “Go to lagos, go to lagos”
Asif someone is waiting to give me
money. I then told myself I will go
to lagos even though that was my
1st time of going to that place
called LAGOS. Should I tell my
family members about this new
plan? Should I tell my best friend
Anjola? Should I tell my gf? All
these questions kept coming to my
mind but the best answer I could
give was “Iam going to lagos”. I
decided not to tell anyone because
they wouldn’t help by giving me
money or follow me to lagos.
Different thoughts about this lagos
unplanned journey started popping
up even though I wasn’t listening to
“POP” by Drsid but I knew God will
win so I played “GodWin” by
Korede bellow because even if
enemies throw “Kataput” it won’t
touch me. I couldn’t stop being
anxious and curious about
whatever I was going to meet in
lagos, don’t know where Iam going
in lagos but I just wanted to go so I
decided to pick a Thursday for my
unplanned journey to lagos and
didn’t tell anyone about it.
Thank God I knew where my
mummy put her money, I rushed
inside her room on Wednesday
night to pick ( not steal, anything
for my mum is for me, so? )…. I
picked up 2000k from her purse
( will she know about this?
Mscheww I didn’t even care) all
was on my mind was lagos.
**Wheeeww** Mission successful,
now what next?
Wallai tallai, I didn’t sleep on
Wednesday night cus of this
joruney from Abeokuta to lagos, it
was Asif I planned for it or Asif I
was going for an interview in an
oil and gas company. Early momo
around 5, I jumped off from my
bed Asif I was going for “Jimmy
jump off”, rushed to my bathroom
to brush and “Baff” to get set for
my ultimate journey. I dressed up
like a world class business man
( suit, one of my dad’s shoes and I
very thin tie) couldn’t even
describe how I dressed but Iam
sure I didn’t look like a cooperate
begger nor look like frankdonga. I
left home around 6:27am and
didn’t tell anybody cus they were
still sleeping they took something.
Another confusion as I got to the
park to board a cab to lagos
**Oshodi, Ojota, mowe, Ikeja,
Ogudu, Sango, Maryland, Vi,
LEKKI** all these names kept
coming from different angles,
**Keep Quiet*!!!! I shouted Asif I
am the principal of one public
school. I decided to play fast on
myself and unfortunately or
fortunately, I went for “Oshodi” cus
OSHODI oke ( a popular Nigerian
actress) is one of my favourite
actress. Conductor! Conductor! How
much is Oshodi? ( Haaaaa baba
ooo, your head they there die, na
500 naira sir) I felt ok and relaxed
because the price was cheap but
was still confused because I didn’t
know where I was going but since I
saw and met people there, I wasn’t
that bothered so I entered. The bus
was full some minutes after I
entered and we set to journey.
Once again, I started thinking of
where I was going, what will
happen? Who am I going to meet?
Who’s waiting for me? How’s
Oshodi like? I couldn’t stop
thinking so I plugged in my
earpiece and started playing some
gospel songs because right now, na
only me and God ooo. After some
minutes, I switched to hiphop and
what people call “Worldly songs”. I
was feeling myself but wasn’t
feeling sick not until we branched
at a “Feeling station” and spend
almost 30mins. After some hours,
the conductor started calling
different junctions like “Ketu,
Ojota, ogudu” and finally Oshodi. I
dropped at Oshodi and Oshodi was
looking at me like my name is
Oshodi. **GOD! Take the wheel** I
said to myself silently and didn’t
show any sign of “JJC”. I walked up
a little to cross the overhead bridge
because no body was crossing
directly unlike abeokuta, you cross
anywhere even without carrying
any cross. I kept working and
didn’t know when I started
sweating like a sweating politician
campaigning under the sun, I
decided to stop and ask for where I
could eat cus I felt WEAK and
didn’t want to END the journey
because it wasn’t WEAKEND. I
stopped a man asked where I could
eat, he hugged me like he knew the
man that stopped him from his
village, wasn’t bothered. Where can
I eat sir? He smiled and said that
place pointing like a pointer, I said
thank you and went directly to the
canteen.
I ordered for 4 wraps of Eba and 2
goat meat + 1 chilled fanta. I felt
like a baller and started playing
“Emi ni baller” by chidinma. I ate
my food so fast like I wanted to
leave the place to watch “Fast and
Furios 7″. I stood up to reach for
my wallet, I couldn’t find my
purse. YEKPA! I shouted and
immediately my eyes saw
something written above one place
in that canteen “Owned by a
retired soldier, eat and pay or eat
and die”. This is a dilemma time.
Some minutes, one of the servers
came to ask for money.
What happened next?

Cc. Ishilove Obinnau

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