VALENTINE'S, ELECTION DAY & RUMOUR MONGERS

So we are all still living in Nigeria with bated breaths as we await the dreaded February 14^th 2015, the Election Day. So many threats have been thrown around and there have been bloodshed in people’s homes. All these have caused so much tension in a nation that should be enjoying peace and stability.

The greedy quest for power by our government has turned Nigerian citizens into pawns in a dangerous game. Nigerians are now used as collateral in the fight by individuals to rule a nation not for the purpose of bringing good tidings but to further diminish its national resources and make Nigeria a failed nation.

I am particularly scared for myself and my family. You cannot discard all the rumours about the impending doom of the Election Day. There have been several demonic promises if certain individuals do not come into power of the State. I fear for my husband who has to go work, I fear for my parents who do not exactly live in a state security house, I fear for my child who has to go to school, I fear for my siblings who live around Lagos and I fear for Nigeria not to break into smithereens. I have always said it that maybe if we had natural disasters like those Asian countries, maybe our political circumstances will be more edifying. We have been so blessed with no such disasters but we have been cursed with government catastrophe.

I heard that a large percentage of the Igbo people who went home for Christmas celebrations in 2014 have not returned to Lagos because of the crisis that may follow the Valentine’s day election. That thing that would keep an Igbo man from his daily business activities is a very scary thing which is why I am so scared about what these Igbo people may know or be expecting to happen.

A terrorist recently committed suicide by bombing taking with him 6 people and he did this in someone’s home. A home is where we all believe is a safe place. I work in a public place, so imagine my frantic mood everyday as I resume for work. It does not help that my personal office is like a penthouse in the building but man must chop now. I have often questioned our management if they have thought of scrutinizing women dressed in that muslim garb called Ijab or something. What if a fanatic woman with a suicide bomb walks into our office claiming she needs our services but has come with a devious intent? There was an old woman who kept bomb inside a food cooler, wasn’t there? Management is so calm. What is she talking about? Are we going to shut down our business because of some bombings that have not reached Lagos?

You see, I believe the people who are calm despite all the body count in the news everyday are those who are so sure Boko Haram will never find their way into Lagos. We should not be so relaxed. I have heard that all those tanker explosions in Apapa were not as reported. It is so easy for us to read the news about 2,000 dead people, 279 missing girls or so, hundreds of charred bodies in Jabi Park and as long as we call our families who confirm they and their properties are intact, we just sigh and move on.

 

I choose you over APC and PDP!

Now Valentine’s is here, a day I have been looking forward to since last year not for political reasons but to take time off work, show some love and of course get or share lovely gifts.

So typical of the government to turn a day of love into a day where everyone has to go and hide in their bunkers cowering like cornered rodents. This is the first Valentine ’s Day I am not looking forward to. Even those times I was single without a prospective date, I still hoped that someone will always turn up. Last year Val’s was so delish, there was cake, wine, ice cream, chocolates, dinner dates, dinner gowns and of course luxury hotels. I come dey think now say, is that my last Val?

I wish I could leave the country with my family but I appear to them as always scared for nothing. Then again, I think to myself, how safe is the country I want us to run to? Why are we running like fugitives from our home country? Should our country not be a haven for us all? We are all first citizens here, there is no enjoyment living in a foreign state where you are always second, a minority or considered an inferior race.

So I have decided to stay in Nigeria but I have also become a prayer warrior. I pray everyday so that I always remember that with God Almighty, we shall all end well. May we see this “Val-election day” and many more days in Jesus name. Amen.

Forever Mo.