Hope died in August

Jos is 3hrs from kaduna, well 3 weeks  ago, no thanks to my chinco oga , i had to go to jos  with a client, she was not  as beautiful or as busty as my specification demands, so no shaking, but waoh, due to the nature of the assignment, i had to travel a journey which would take me 6hrs... ..trust me, I never miss an opportunity to test my sugar coated tongue , the journey began and i tried myself  and got the lady in question talking , was i in for a shock or was it me....life is such a great teacher !

The lady in  question is dark skinned and has a perpetual smile on her face , she giggles at the slightest opportunity and is so amiable...i asked the right questions and she began talking, 6hrs on he road and she talked the whole distance...... she told me basically about herself and her journey of life so far.....

As she spoke i wondered and counted my blessings ... i looked outside and her words brought tears into my eyes, she said her stories with smiles  and  chuckles,she told me about her mother,her mum is on a wheel chair , she has both legs amputated, hm mm it was the case of diabetes going bad , a small wound that just would not heal, it ate her up slowly, she told me the stories of the agony and pain, the moments when all appeared blink and one wondered whether there was indeed a God , in her words... i listen to all the graphic details, ...she told me also of the story of Hope , a girl she met in one of the hospital wards her mother was admitted in, Hope was a breast Cancer patient , light skinned and beautiful ,i hear she was soo busty....people like me would scream yeeepaaa ,but my friend says Hope had lost one boob , when she met her , she says she watched Hope gradually disappear, 1st the 2nd boob went, then her ovaries, then she lost the use of her legs, Hope she says despite all this had a perpetual smile on her face, and laughed and chuckled whenever she could afford it, i guess that was between the cries of agony and pain... well my friend's mum soon left the hospital and she(my friend )  went back visiting like a good friend and she was told ,Hope DIED IN AUGUST.....that was last year !

 

 2days ago I went into jos again, alone this time the journey was somewhat lonely , but that was was perfect, i looked at the vast savanna, and it brought memories, i was going at a time when all was getting to me, i was getting tired, tomorrow 15th June , makes it 3 months exactly, when this journeys began...Obalende is no longer a place to find solace, even benue state guest house( which reminds you of water front in ilorin ), which is so quite and windy,  a new joint my new found guide takes me too couldn't do the magic, i had started buying Tuesday guardian again...i was gradually walking into the zone of depression.....but 2days ago as i journeyed into what used to be Nigeria's most beautiful city,the beauty still abounds , but you need an inner eye to see it,you need to see beyond the  green, the rocks, the water falls, the people, to see Jos  in her beauty, this  reminded me of Hope, and realized that for so many of usHope has died, for many of us jobless,many of us in terrible emotional situations, for many of us working at jobs which we dis test, for many of us with sick siblings, parents and loved ones, for many of us with crisis ridden homes, Hopehas died, for many of us sinners like you  and i, Hope that we can ever find solace in God has died in august , now we go through life with bag gages of worries ,anxieties and doubt, we lack the strenght the knowledge that tomorrow all would be well gives to us ..we are bloody hopeless....Hope indeed died in August.....well for those who know , i do hope that a reflection on  tomorrow 15th as it affects my life,  will help you find the strength that Hope , that girl who was losing it all had to smile, laugh and giggle, that you see the truth of the statement that " alone you can do nothing; that we learn to keep our head in times of crisis, that indeed despite the fact that Hope died in august we constantly keep her dreams, visions and aspirations alive , for if Hope dies in us all ........what else is left!!

The journeys continue...

take care

Lots of Love

The Lagos Traveler