NOVEMBER 2, ALL SOULS DAY: MY STORY
November 2, all souls day, I felt my soul leave my body, yes, you heard me right, my soul left my body.
The day started as usual, unknown to me, the day was wired not to work out fine, the busy schedule that confronted me at work, trust me, I also faced it with utmost tenacity as blood and water drained out of my body, I thought I had seen it all, but nature was singing for me: "sey you dey whine me ni.
Then it happened, work closed by 2pm,I checked my pocket, my key was not there, coupled with my key was my flash drive where vital documents and other important files have been stored."Well, it should be on my table as usual"; I thought to myself. On getting to my table, Oops… nothing, checked my drawal… nothing, my heart skipped a bit as sweat poured down my fave, I felt my soul leaving, coupled with my physical exhaustion, frustration hits me immediately, I was almost at the verge of crying.
I had used my flash drive at reoccurring times in different places a work, and I was sure that I had brought it to my table where I sit, my mind plunged into action as I physically went to check the places I had been, Oops, my flash drive and key wasn't there, I munched to myself: "God, not this day… St. Anthony, please na… ".
After two hours of rigorous search, I accepted my fate I was going to break into my house and buy a new flash, I mingled with the children around as they helped me forget my sorrows as I was able to crack jokes and laughed out aloud.
Fast forward, I bought a new key, with my physical exhaustion, I muttered all my strength to break the padlock; seemed that stuff was made solid, I suffered physically and emotionally before I could break myself in, I drained blood and water.
But that wasn't the end of it, I had used an emotional escape to block the sorrows befalling me so far, I had a short break from work, and I've planned how I was going to spend it. I packed my bag, took my bath, was happy that at least, I would move away from the environment that makes me remember my sorrows. As I got to the POS guy around some few minutes to 7pm, lo and behold, bank network kept failing, I couldn't make any withdrawal.
"Sey you dey whine me ni"; the song kept playing in my head, I was physically, mentally and emotionally tired, frustration enveloped me, I sluggishly picked my bag and found way back to my apartment, hopped in bed and slept off, I sha can't come and kill myself. I woke up an hour later, cooked, ate, saw a movie on my phone and slept back.
Some days are just like that, nothing would work out, it would seem your village people have finally gotten you, fret not, it's not coincidental, there's a bigger reason for that disappointment, failuiand setbacks. Don't let them ruin your goals and focus, always pick yourself up and move on.
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