Showing posts with label Bus. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Bus. Show all posts

Saturday, 24 October 2015

I need a car ASAP!









Whatever happened to human rights, I really do not know. But it is democracy now so there should be freedom of speech, freedom of movement, freedom of place of worship and the likes. No oppression of any kind, abi?May be human rights are just stated on paper?  Cos  it looks like some people are restricted.

On this fateful day, after overcoming traffic and all obstacles, the final bus stop where I was to board the popular tricycle (Keke marwa) to my destination, drama ensued.

There were options. It could have been a motor bike or bus but I chose the keke like I have always done.
Being the first passenger, I sat by the edge at the back seat. Another passenger came through the other side to join me at the backseat. Then the front seat got filled. Mind you the keke can accommodate just four passengers.

So this man sha wanted me to shift and in my mind -I was like I would soon get down so he should turn to the other side (mistake number one)

While the struggle was going on, another passenger came and filled the space at the other side.
Then and then, hell was let loose. It didn't occur to me that the man I was talking to was  an oppressor a soldier.
He was in mufti but his camouflage cap gave him away. It was too late too make adjustments. He was so authoritative then I knew I was in trouble.

He commanded the keke should not go as long as I was inside. Humbly, I got down and apologize that he should take my seat then went to the next turn.

It didn't end there. He refused my plea and offer. He came to meet me at the next turn and ordered the driver to not go as long as was inside his vehicle.

I got down and begged this soldier man. My apologies fell on deaf ears. Even an elderly woman tried to plead on my behalf. Instead he increased my punishment that no vehicle should carry me be it bus or motor bike or keke.

Girlfriend decided to back off when he started creating a scene, pointing at me and telling every body or anybody that I was not to board any vehicle.

The fifty naira I could have used to enter the keke was used to buy bottled water. So I did compulsory exercise. Thankfully my destination was a trekking distance. With earphones in my ears and umbrella to shield me from the harsh rays of the sun, I used my two straight legs to walk oo.

Do you know this soldier man was monitoring me? I started running oo. "Wetin you no gree enter any vehicle so why are you following me, fa?"

Surprisingly, today of all days the distance appeared short. Got home and told my folks my encounter. I got tongue lashed. I should have just shifted and save myself all the embarrassment.

But how about  the soldier man who was just outright wicked. Shey, he is happy wherever he is now for being completely wicked? Good luck to him. Next time I would just act accordingly to avoid unnecessary scenes and trouble.

There are days that the bus stop drama makes one long for a vehicle of his/her own.  If it is not the annoying conductor, it is the snail paced driver with a rickety vehicle or one passenger that is transferring aggression.
Getting a car seems to be the way out, or what do you think?

In the meantime, I need a car! That would have saved me enough of the ordeal with the Oga soldier!