I was with my friends (goons) earlier last week catching fun and also talking about life :
The life we're living and how we're fairing at work, all of a sudden someone came from nowhere, an elderly man to be precise, we greeted him, he answered.
he was about going when he asked me a question (why e be say na only me them go they question all time, Apopi no dey there ?) any which way, his question goes like
HOLA, whats your worst experience on applying for a job ?
(Gbagaun) my head at that instant sounds like a bell cuz that experience of a thing na bastard but still remain the best tutor ever.
Let me share with you guys my experience
(sips vodka)
way back when I'm desperately searching for a job , i had bought several newspaper in order to get information for suitable jobs, i found out most often that one requirement or the other would edge me out. probably, they wanted a second class upper degree with some professional qualifications or some years of experience of this and that which i did not possess.(awon oloshi) unfortunate beings.
There is no crucial part of Lagos i haven't been to even that (alagbado) area or so i thought , sometimes i even wonder why its easy for some people to get employed, a few months after youth services, is it because they have godfathers ?. must it be that if you don't have a high ranking personality behind you, you can't make progress or headway in this society, community or country. This bother me to no end cuz this is what we've been experiencing in this our society, A lot of people (graduate i mean) have become what i ought not to talk about, its just as if they went to school and graduate in vain due to the fact that there ain't job or work for them, there are lots of them out there trying to make ends meet by becoming bike riders, vehicle drives, tank drivers, conductors, thugs, working in a factories and having peanuts as salary, some even go out of frustration involve their self in dubious action e.g robbing others which is as a result of their predicaments, often times they get caught by angry mobs which will result to he/she losing his/her life (jungle justice).
Let me stop here cuz this ain't what i wanna share with you guys.
ehn ehen talking about my worst experience on applying for a job.
It was on a bright or dark Monday morning or so i thought , i had gone to Lagos island to submit an application letter only for me to return home on foot. i had extra N300 with me after paying my fare. a lady was sitting beside me in the bus. i did not attach much importance to the behavior of this lady who seemed like to be shifting in her seat.
It was after i had alighted from the bus that i realized that the money i had with me is gone . (the real owners)
It was as if my world had crashed and my heartbeat was no longer normal. all my senses became numbed. i started lamenting to my self, why should the world treat me so harshly, so mercilessly ?. I'm ain't the one who had sold my sense of dignity and self worth. should i beg in order to get money to pay my fare home ? Never will that happen! what if i ran onto one of my school mates ?
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(just like how i ran onto one in ikorodu few months back whom nearly endanger my life by calling and hailing like; (BADDO ! HOW FAR NA ), if it ain't that usain bolt is from my family, i will not be writing this to you guys cuz what you will just see on the internet will be ;
INJUSTICE ; Angry mobs in ikorodu area kills a guy named.........something something in cold blood thinking he is/was one among the badoo group causing havoc in their community.
You know something like that happening, well thank jah for life cuz that ain't my portion, i was spared after much confirmation and pressurizing, up-till date i haven't been to ikorodu ever since that incident occurred even if I'm to go to ikorodu, i will rather go with OLAMIDE BADOO in order to avoid stories that touch.
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what if i ran onto my old school mates ? for me the situation was hopeless and to that i felt weak and i began to run a fever. with manly courage, i trekked to the company i wanted to submit the application letter, after the submission, i faced the challenge of how to get home. the sun was at its optimum performance and its heat seems to melt the human flesh .
A person should accept what adversity offered without a question mark. The sum in this particular case left no viable option to me than that i should trek to ikeja to ojo and finally to iba new town/site from Lagos island. It was better dreamed of than going through this misfortune.
It was on that day that i (kizzo) got the true picture of how long the third main land bridge was. The lady who made away with my money took my handkerchief as well because they were in the same pocket (the money and the hanky).
as i walked, i profusely sweated and there is no way i could wipe my face except that i use my hand to go over my face to remove the or clean the sweat. That was a day when tears failed to dry in my eyes.
There is no where my thought did not take me as i walked in the scorching sun. i was absolutely bitter. i thought that those in authority did not care and had no interest in the welfare of their subjects (the common people). My education has not prevented me from going through this form of dehumanizing experience. The lady who stole my money might as well be a frustrated graduate who could not bear the situation any longer and now turned her attention to steal from hapless and fellow citizens.
I (kizzo) saw those gleaming cars zoom past, sometimes the occupants were mere boys and they appeared happy and contented, radiating joy and full of laughter. i saw some eat appetizingly packed food while the driver was tearing away but, for the iyA AMINAH(B na B) i ate that morning before i went OUT , i would have survived to tell this story.
i had no resentment for anybody but for the deep rooted injustice that pervaded the whole system.
i made it home that day but at a great cost, indeed, i had it rough. i was not able to find my bearings for a whole week. i was dog tired and dried out and later on i was on my feet once more. i will not forget easily one of my outing when i bought a sausage roll and a sachet of water and had diarrhea for a week and saw my self walking through the valley of shadow of death. still i survived ; and there were so many of those encounters which i had that might not be proper to relate.
well that's my worst in the bid to apply for a job, lest i forget
The past provided a foot bridge for the present and a walking stick for the future. you can walk and lean on past experiences.
when I'm through with the event of that day (telling them the shit (the experiences) i've been through) they be like ; "awe" omo kizzo you try o, you be johnny walker incarnate, lolz, i laughed out loud even the elderly man was like "boy" you've been through a lot like seriously but note that "garri got no advert yet it sells more than noodles" i smiled, to top it all he said to me ; "there comes a time in life when everything seems to go wrong with you, just know its a storm that meant to be and will surely pass away". my son he called once more,
Be strong, determined and focused and you will make it in life cuz if you can pass through all this things you relayed, there's nothing that's gonna hinder your progress in this very life you're living , he round up his words and went home leaving my friends (goons) and i at where we're having fun....
now kizzo wan talk, hmmm hmm (clears throat)
shey you see this write up,
yes this very write up (ehn)
(bullets plenty wella ) no be my fault i no get A1 for English moreso no be my maale tongue or dialect , forget say na british colonize una
no be me them colonize cuz all of una don they kolo for language wey no be una own
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you cannot change your past but you can bury the bodies of those who want to bring it up.
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what i've been through, where i've been
what i've become, where i am and finally where i'm gon be in the future lies in the .........
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i give thanks to jah for everything.
I'm kizzo (yung bluud)
I'm Hola
I'm not a king but a king maker.
once again, i'm what i am by what i do,
I'm A kizzo.
I'm a Legend (legend in the making)
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still
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kizzo
(drops pen)
