Going down memory lane, four days back to this day (May 30) 2012), is still fresh in mind. It's like it just happened. Getting the news from school that the man who took care of me from the day i was born has said Adios! to the world didn't sink in on the spot. I'm like 'what is happening? How is that possible?' but i still didn't understand what was going on. I'm either watching or I'm in a movie scenario. Why is that? Only God knows. The tears wanted to come out but they couldn't. Those tears have still refused to come out till today.
With the sad news that hadn't sunk in yet even after four days, it was finally time to call it a day on June 3, 2012 after four years of academic work. It was graduation day from university. It should be the happiest day of my life. Shouldn't it? Yes it was, but something was missing. The man who bore me was no longer existing but i determined that the day must be fun. It was a packed stadium that day filled with over 2500 graduands as well as family and well wishers and the frenzy of a world famous doctor (Dr. Ben Carson) live in Ilisan. The day was super indeed and I was feeling it. There wasn't a trace of the inevitable that happened four days back in my head. The whole ceremony was finally over and the merry making began. Even from as far away a place like Port Harcourt, they could hear that something big was going on in a town I believe Bodija in Ibadan is bigger than. There was nothing that could ignite sad emotions in me at that moment.
After all the graduation frenzy and merry making on campus, I was back at home and tired as ever after a long day, I lay on the bed, looked up to the ceiling and then thoughts started flowing in. The best man ever known to me was supposed to be there with me at my convocation. He planned to come even in the weakest state of mind and body but the inevitable just had to happen. I planned to call him on the 30th of May to know if he will still make it for Sunday, June 3, 2012. I didn't know that i won't be making the call and that Sunday 27th May 2012 was the last time I would see his face. I always wonder why it had to happen when it was supposed to be the happiest week of my life. Its a mystery that I might never have an answer to.
As I was still gazing at the ceiling, the news came of a plane crash just happened in Lagos. It was the DANA plane. It crashed into a neighbourhood killing all on board including a family I heard where just coming to Nigeria for the first time from the United States. How sad it was.
What a day, first I battle with emotions then a fatal plane crash all in one day. Today June 3 was an epic day in 2012. A day like no other. A day I first knew what reality of life was all about. There is nothing I can do to change the events especially the inevitable of 30th May 2012. Its sad but what can I do? Its left for me to move on carry on with life. Being sober can take a toll on my health and I'm not ready to face health challenges at this young age. Rather its to be stronger than ever before and attain greatness while I remain here so that when its a wrap, I will remember all I've done with a smile even though the events of May 30 and June 3, 2012 would never go away.
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