A little more time

DRAMA,
Is the best way to describe everything that has happened over the last month..... I just got back from Naija bout a week ago. So let me start from the beginning and end with a very short version. I flew into Abuja airport for the first time due to all the hype, but trust me it is not even worth the trouble..... First, they harass any one that looks like they spent too much time out the country. I had to lie that I was still a student to have all the 50 custom offices that wanted to know what I brought back for them to leave me alone. This lie also had to be brought up when I was finally leaving cause they wanted me to leave some thing behind for them..... Do they need a pay raise or do they think everyone that fly in/out of the country has it made... My dear we are all on the hustle......

Moving on, I travelled to Benin, Yenegua, Oghara, Ibadan, Lagos, then back to Benin, finally back to Abuja.... Trust me there was nothing about it that was easy. Fighting off stomach aches and fever. Through it all I am now engaged and had to meet all the aunts and uncles in the whole of Nigeria cause our union needed their special blessings.

There were political battles that just leave me too exhausted to think of what can truly save Nigeria... The youth in the country just go with the flow and the elders just continue to take and loot. I was told that I have been away too long, many people have good/wonderful ideas, but there is limited avenues to see them through. This is a case of trying to feed a family of 20 people with 1 cup of garri. WHO GETS TO EAT AND WHO DIES OF STARVATION????.

My trip gave me a more grounded look at Nigeria and the social/ political issues and truly we need to communicate SELF RESPONSIBILITY AND RESPECTFUL INTERDEPENDENCE.

All in all I had a blast, I got to hang out in the Federal Capital Territory(FCT). Missed me initial return due to weather and go-slow(that's my story and I am sticking to it). So stayed in Abuja for an extra 3 days which extended my vacation from 2wks-3wks.

Got back to the states on friday nite and by tuesday- malaria waged war on my body. By thrus my whole stomach wanted to exit through my mouth. At that time I decided that since I was not smart enough to medicine all this time or bring any from naija I will go see what my NY doc can do for me..... The worst is that I just die in the hospital rite.....
Well it turns out that the doc knew bout the fever and went ahead and offered me Chloroquine..... My people I was toooooo weak, hot and dazzed to argue even thought I knew the pinching to come(but hey it would only last for one day rite.)

LOL, come see me dey cry when for 3 days I won tear my skin and drain my blood commot for my body. I could not sleep or shower, I call every one in the world to know what can be done and all i got were alot of u should've, could've.... I do not know why such punishment would be given to a sick person especially with the newer drugs available.

To top it off, all the issues of missed flight and falling sick cut into work time..... So the Man is holding a knife over my neck.

If you are faithful in little things, you will be faithful in large ones. But if you are dishonest in little things, you won't be honest with greater responsibilities. Luke 16:10