THE LAGOS BABE?

To my regular readers i am sorry for my long leave of abscence , i have been adjusting or should i say trying to adjust to my sudden change of environment. Whoever said becoming a lagos babe was easy?

Anyway i have been out of the clinical arena and been chilling at home and occasionally plodding the streets of lagos looking for a job! Trust me you don't want to hear about it, but i can tell you after being regularly out of Lagos for ten years it has not been easy getting used to the idea that i may be here for sometime.

Lagos is a land of noise, smells, dirt and of course oppurtunity! Each time i leave the house i come back witha splitting headache, thanks to my foot dragging i have not properly mastered the art of Lagos driving, so no one has given me official permission to slaughter hapless pedestrians who happen to come in front of me while i cruise round town. So i get to go around town on my famous mode of tansport (danfo and my ever faithfull leggidez benz). Of course you don't blame me if i crawl into bed after a day combing the streets as a job appliant. (did i hear you say doctor no de look for work?)

The other matter about Lagos im trying to get used to is the absence of light always, at Ogbomoso i had the privilege of living in the hospital premises so the generator buffered me from the realities of life with or should i say life without NEPA. At home having no light is the order of the day, when there is light it is an unexpected guest you treat with the utmost reverence, speaking about NEPA in its presence causes your special guest to suddenly decide that it has spent enough time in your house and must suddenly depart to return at another auspicious time.

I have been thoroughly inducted into the society of people that mantain hushed silence in the presence of electrical supply, before the NEPA officials who are omnipresent decide we have not mantained due reverence.......oh the light has gone will be back.

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  1. Admin UD3:08 PM

    Have you forgotten what they call Lagos- NO MANS LAND...go figure...'nuff said.

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  2. Unknown12:51 PM

    Well... reading ur profile and your referral to the 3 blind men ... I thot to give you the real poem - Enjoy

    It was six men of Indostan
    To learning much inclined,
    Who went to see the Elephant
    (Though all of them were blind),
    That each by observation
    Might satisfy his mind.
    The First approached the Elephant,
    And happening to fall
    Against his broad and sturdy side,
    At once began to bawl:
    “God bless me! but the Elephant
    Is very like a wall!”
    The Fourth reached out an eager hand,
    And felt about the knee.
    “What most this wondrous beast is like
    Is mighty plain,” quoth he;
    “‘Tis clear enough the Elephant
    Is very like a tree!”
    The Second, feeling of the tusk,
    Cried, “Ho! what have we here
    So very round and smooth and sharp?
    To me ’tis mighty clear
    This wonder of an Elephant
    Is very like a spear!”
    The Fifth, who chanced to touch the
    ear,
    Said: “E’en the blindest man
    Can tell what this resembles most;
    Deny the fact who can
    This marvel of an Elephant
    Is very like a fan!”
    The Third approached the animal,
    And happening to take
    The squirming trunk within his hands,
    Thus boldly up and spake:
    “I see,” quoth he, “the Elephant
    Is very like a snake!”
    The Sixth no sooner had begun
    About the beast to grope,
    Than, seizing on the swinging tail
    That fell within his scope,
    “I see,” quoth he, “the Elephant
    Is very like a rope!”
    And so these men of Indostan
    Disputed loud and long,
    Each in his own opinion
    Exceeding stiff and strong,
    Though each was partly in the right,
    And all were in the wrong!
    Moral: So oft in theologic wars,
    The disputants, I ween,
    Rail on in utter ignorance
    Of what each other mean,
    And prate about an Elephant
    Not one of them has seen!
    US poet John Godfrey Saxe (1816-1887)

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  3. olaoluwatomi2:00 PM

    thanks ugo and abayomi
    for ur comments thanks for the link to the blog idols site ugo and abayomi thanks for the poem, i remember you met u neqr the lab that day how is ur brother doing, take care

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  4. olaoluwatomi2:00 PM

    thanks ugo and abayomi
    for ur comments thanks for the link to the blog idols site ugo and abayomi thanks for the poem, i remember you met u neqr the lab that day how is ur brother doing, take care

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