On Sunday 3rd June 2012, the Dana 150+ were gruesomely expunged from the face of the earth. Like a bad makeup it was an ugly sight to face. A terrible nightmare that many people like myself are yet to awake from. What a tragedy! Another air disaster opening wounds of Sosoliso, Bellview and ADC crashes. Dana Air’s monumental loss eclipsed that of other crashes. Bizarre fact is that, all the crashes occurred only on Sundays.

I can’t unwrap my mind from the crash. Any little thing takes me literally to the crash scene, instantly a 3D clip of the horror and woes plays in my head and it won’t stop. I had a similar experience when I first watched the movie Titanic some years ago. I kept wondering what a horrible death those people died. It was more than a movie to me. I had to imagine deeply what they went through before their last breath. That experience is a miniscule fraction of how I feel now. It’s like I can picture clearly every horrific detail of the crash, especially the part that no one saw. I see a mother screaming her smoke-filled lungs out in the inferno to the point she’s choked and can’t yell again still, she desperately tries to protect her children. What could be going on through her mind? Is it regrets or accomplishments? I can imagine she made the children one promise or the other to fulfill in the Lagos. They were her cherished little angels sacrificed unnecessarily.