Last Friday was a weird day for me. I got news from a close partner-in-crime that he was leaving the country. (partner-in-crime aka paddy, buddy, ore mi atata, before Naija police will come and carry me). He showed me pictures of his new home; I saw the well-tarred road in the background of the picture and I exclaimed, 'Nigeria'!
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Then, just in subsequent nanoseconds, thoughts of our unique numerous problems slowly crept into my mind: insensitive Government, senseless traffic jam, disorganised transport system, snail-paced emergency agencies, potholed roads, absent parking spaces, mud-floored markets, fear of rainfall, roads barricaded with heaps of litter, blocked drainage, epileptic power supply, to mention a few.
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I just imagined life without these acquired problems...hmmm...oh so blissful, that I plunged into a state of despair.
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I tried to make myself happy through all the means I knew how to, but I couldn't. Thought of my family, gratitude for life, past blessings, nothing worked.
All I felt like doing was stare into space and just stay idle, until someone cracked a rather stupid joke that made me burst into hysterics and out of my bubble of despair.
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And I realised I was just working myself up for nothing. Naija problems will not disappear because Fredilia is sad.
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Use your pains as a source of motivation to prod you to reach for your stars.
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Only you can make you happy!
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