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Every single day is often overwhelmed with stress and rest, sweet and soar, joy and sadness. But yesterday was hilariously filled up with comic.
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It was on my usual routine, as an hustler and and street tatafo. I had wake up around 4.30 a.m, bath, brushed up and congruously dressed appropriately like banker. It was already 5 a.m, since bike or bus would be scarce by then, the Bright light is yet to be dawned. I double tapped my roommate to closed the door behind. He groaned and mumbled to himself, half asleep. I leapt on my feet and dashed out. At that present moment, I've learnt to marched like soldier, vigilant like vigilante and watchful like a farm thief. That's how we roll.
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It takes 10 min to the bus stop. Without delay, like twitter, I had to followed a man,dressed in white jalamia, round cap, with well brushed v-shaped beard's like alfa to the railway station, Ijoko station. Fortunately, we escaped the trap of the unknown hoodlums, its their routine way of life,hijacking bags, phones and money from passers bye. We learnt that a young guy had haplessly became a victim of the hoodlums the previous day. He's a student, in his twentieth, on mufti while his bag clung at his back.
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The fact remains that the culprit, be it fraternity, or gangster, tout, it's unknown. It's their daily routine to hide at different corner and attacked the passers bye heading to railway station. The young guy was beaten blue black when trying to struggled with them, he finally escaped with his bag but was smashed with a metal on his head. According to report, some traders, bike riders and bus drivers were at the venue watching the scenero afar. Maybe scared they could attacked them later, if interrupted
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I booked my ticket, and plodded straightway inside one of the train coach. I wasn't astonished as my eyes glancingly rotate at the already used tickets displayed on all seats, signifying the occupancy of the seats and you dare not sit on it. Those that are familiar with train activities would understand better. Reluctantly, I locate the toilet and comfortable sat on the closest. Within some minutes,a young damsel lady and two men joined me inside the toilet. We are four inside the toilet.
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I started the conversation as the train move, facing the Lady oppositely standing in front of me "hello good morning, the time please?"
"6.29" she replied as she gazes her eyes on her phone
While the man adjacently standing besides me sighed and spluttered out " ogaa ooo, what could have happened, I can never, and will never commit suicide"
The second man supported "when I'm OK, a doctor, irrespective of the circumstances, I can't" while the Lady opposed "what if it's spiritual attack"
"Apart from spiritual attack, maybe his hidden secret had been/is about to be revealed." A bald short man at the entrance interrupted
The lady jokingly said "maybe he impregnated his wife's sister."
"And then, what's so special there, you'd just hold a family meeting, hey presto, and it would be settled amicably! Jumping inside lagoon is an incorrigible habits," the first man sternly disapproved with high pitched voice.
The tiff slightly enrolled at various bus stop engulfed with series of baritone voice.
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I was half concentrated, hippocampus on different memories and thought, ventriloquistic on the stress I'd passed through at yaba.
"Its better we should pray to God that any circumstances that'd enforce us to commits suicide should not happen to us" I finally voiced out incessantly as i reached my phone from the hip pocket to check the time, its already 7.a.m.
They all echoed Amen! At different angles.
The train began to coughs and rang "gbagaun gbagaun", seems about stop at the nearest station.
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"Yeeee, mogbe, nibo lawa yi?- I'm doom, where are we?" she tried to gleamed the environment via the toilet window.
I incessantly question her, "why are you so het up like this? We are in Iju station."
"Haaa, agbado ni mo nlo- I'm going to agbado."
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We all bursted into laughter's, she had missed a bus stop, we all giggles, chortles with delight.
"Ladies, they can do amebo for Africa en" I jokingly spluttered as she alighted
While they all guffawed at the statement.
Anticipate for the concluding part
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