It’s one of those weekends when I can’t find the zeal to carry out my normal duty of creatively stating how the week was and what I learnt during the course of the week. Don’t misinterpret me, it’s not that the past week was uneventful; it was in fact so full of things to learn from – Icould even write a 10-page documentation of all the activities that took place, but I don’t want to bore youwith all that information. I won’t be wrong to say I had enough information supply for some time because if can effectively use all the information I got during the week, I’ll probably be one of the highly esteemed and sought after entrepreneurs in no time.
The week started on an interesting note and led to further interesting things, I got the opportunity to attend a leadership conference in town – Excellence in Leadership Conference hosted by the acclaimed Daystar Christian Centre. The program exposed me to quite a number of lessons and to-do lists.
The height of my week happened on Saturday; a senior colleague had told me she had to cover a birthday party on the noon of Saturday and she was also invited for an Exhibition that same Saturday, but in the evening, she needed an assistant so I volunteered to go with her. The whole day was quite busy,leaving the event to the Photo-exhibition. Gladly the whole business was over and we were soon heading home. On our way home, we entered the yellow commercial bus popularly called “Danfo” in Lagos, Nigeria. For a while now, I’ve been having interestingly funny experiences on these buses and today was no exception. Usually if you are a commuter on thesecommercial buses, you’ll understand what I mean; it is either the driver, the bus conductor, the bus or even the commuters that have a particular issue that would spark up a dramatic experience.
On this wonderful occasion, it was one of my fellow commuters that started the drama; myself and Tope (my colleague)were totally jaded from the day’s business and were busy feasting on the nicely packed meal given us at the party. The bus was especially stuffy and it was already late that evening but the driver was insensitive and was busy collecting the transportation fee sluggishly. Half of the people in the bus were quite cranky and were complaining arrogantly that the driver should hurry up. It was in this cranky mood that, a middle-aged woman seated somewhere in the middle row made the statement that got everyone, including me, upset. She said, “Driver please be fast o, don’t allow Ese and Sharon to waylay me and throw me inside third mainland Bridge”. This singular statement threw everyone off-balance, what ran through my mind was how a mature, sane person could utter such unnecessary words. Neglecting what everyone was saying to her, she continued mumbling to herself and I just said to my colleague that she was delirious. What got me confused was that a few of the 19 extra passengers, I thought should be in perfect condition started acting really funny, I don’t want to say insane. I started hearing phrases likeMadam are you crazy and some other people were shouting Blood of Jesus,Holy ghost fire, driver please let her go down o and other fear-related statements. Still in her delirium state, she kept talking to herself and some people kept confronting her.
Aside from the fact that I felt people like this woman could be well taken care ofbefore their situation gets out of hand, I figured a very high percentage of this city’s population are tensed and panicked even before something goes wrong, italso made me understand better how the mind and mental health has to be taken seriously.
I pray we get our minds straight and free of fear; I’m Enor Izomor and I’m still a photographer.