Hello Nyanya,

It feels like yesterday,the pains and wound is still fresh we try not to remember but then that's where the problems lies,we always remember even if we try not to.

Boom!!!! Boom!!!! That was the sound that woke must of us up from sleep. Everybody running out from their various rooms and compounds like Ants coming out from their holes,what's that? What's that sound? So we asked one to another. Our houses where shaken as if in the next minutes it will drop.

Fear griped all of us from Nyanya to her sister "Mararaba" down to her distant cousin "Masaka." The rhetorical question continued some said it might be transformer that just exploded,some said it might be bomb. Soon everybody started shouting its bomb,it's bomb,considering the state of the Nation then.
While this was going on some of us has taken to our heels to run to the accident scene...(which is wrong actually) in bomb situation.

That day "Sawa" for all of us,dead bodies every where incomplete body scatered every where. Every few step you take closer to the accident scene you see body parts every where.

When did Nyanya park learnt how to smoke? Yesterday when we saw her she only accommodate cars,buses and people both those that sales and those travelling in and out but today it's a different case we saw smoke coming out from her,the smoke is as tall as an iroko and as black as the devil's heart,she was stained with blood,lots of blood,lots of innocent blood. Who could have done this to her? By this time we need no sooth sayer to tell us because we already know Who could have; The B.H people.

Tears rolling down our eyes,naturally the Nyanya people are caring but the tears intensified when some of us started identifying their loved one's from the dead bodies this time the tears is no longer of care but of heart brakes. Some couldn't identify their loved one's that day infact they dont know if their love one's was among because some of the bodies where pieced beyond recognitions. We pray our loved ones are not among cos they left for work at 5:30am (considering the Nyanya Hold Up) few hour before the explosion. We pray,lord we pray so they prayed.

My friend,my good friend (Solo-Red) lost his younger sister (his only sister) in this incident, she was in SS1 as at then.
Her brother,my friend he was in school then so he called to us to confirm if what he is hearing and has heard is true about Nyanya bombing,we said yes it is. Then he asked after his sister he said "how is my sister,hope she is fine?". And we said yes she is,we lied.
We don't want to hurt him.
He was preparing for his exams so we kept it from him.......he later found out it was not easy for him and his family but he accepted it as fate.

Though,the scar is still there but he has forgotten the pains the wound caused him. In relative to this I do believe that those that lost their loved ones that day (14-04-14) has also forgotten the pains it caused them too.
May the soul of the departed rest in the bossom of the Lord. Amen

#We_remember_to_forget.
It's been 3years.

May their souls RIP,Amen

God bless their souls