The fresh air blew through the window this morning in our office and from a grimse of a faint light, I saw a devil presenting herself as a disguised damsel. Without a proper greeting or swayed smile, I saw a tyranny face. A falsified face forcing forgery of bogus conspiracy. I saw a dark heart in the store, and a corrupt hand in delivery. The prophesy came from the south, and the envelope arrived from the east. This is a perfect pantomime, but this delivery from a pantaloon pulled my nerves.
It wasn't clear to me who greeted who and who was welcomed but I saw a messager occupying a seat in our midst. Without talking to any soul, she was searching from a gallery of papers who to issue what. I overheard her asked about the boss of the office which captivated my interest. I was not aware that the letters she was confirming would bear my name but asking about the boss of the office was a normal question I could answer without being treated in a human form. May be, I was the human but the actress was an angel delivering a revelation. This was very normal for a mere messenger...
I looked at this character and saw Wariinga of IImorog...Prof Ngugi is right; "the devil can appear in different forms." This devil so did...I nearly asked back what interest she had wanted my boss for, but she was too busy to answer those questions because her gesticulating gestures in confirmation of names did that all. I saw after a glance of my location, a movement towards the west from east. Then, I had a jovial echo that my name was captured accordingly, but that was just a joking statement. The devils do not know jokes. All they know is a reality. This is why among the Igbo, a snake was not called by its name but a string because it could hear according to the mighty Achebe.
Essentially, a message delivery and dissemination of any form in fulfilling a duty is fundamental, but fulfilling them in a radical way is miscellaneous. A devil on a chinese shop is enough a tool to devastate an edifice. What pleasure did I derive from boycotting home in a weekend of less than twelve hours? What magnificent, indelible mark would such message prove for one's pedigree?
This world is truly not balanced. When people work very hard to build their world, others work very hard to break the tower to crumble them down. What height would we reach in pushing or pulling in different directions?
Motivation is key. But, demotivation is the padlock we only swallow in Switzerland. Staunch and fierce fighters are about to lay down their weapons. If the murderers of words are murdered daily by words themselves, then, who does feel the burden of pain of the barren burials? The mississipi river is big, but it didn't claim the fame of River Nile. The moon and sun don't have the same candour.
Hello, Christiana, when next you meet the Icon, pay homage. This doesn't reduce your worth, but makes you greater. "The one who pays respect to the great is paving away for his own greatness." Be better and not bitter when you chew these "pearls of wisdom."
Article By: BABOUCARR E.A BUSSO
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