NOW THAT IT'S MY TURN

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After Thursday lectures I went to high level to see one of my bosses, on getting there I was told he just left the house. I was so famished and I decided to approach a nearby restaurant for a supper. The food I ordered was given to me, I had washed my hands and began to eat the food. And suddenly, incame a very handsome man in suit with a briefcase. I looked at what he was putting on, the nice shoes he wore and the briefcase, then I said within myself that he must be rich. The Young man had entered and ordered food for himself, as he was eating, there came a very poor woman. The woman entered in the restaurant, then she bent down and greeted the young man with tears in her eyes: " Good evening sir". The woman greeted pitifully. good evening woman, how may I assist you?" The man responded gently. I need a help from you sir, I lost my husband two years ago and since then life hasn't been easy. It is easier for a camel to pass through the eyes of a needle than for I and my children to get food to feed ourselves. As she was saying this tears were coming out of her eyes like rain drops from the Skye. The young man looked at her pitifully and said: " it's ok woman!". He opened his briefcase and brought out five million naira and handed it over to the woman to go and manage her life with her children. Before I could understand what was going on, a young guy of my age entered again and just as the woman he bent down and said: " please sir I need a help from you, I am a student in the department of linguistics at the federal University Nasarawa. I lost my dad while in 200level and since then life isn't friendly with me at all. As I talk to you sir, I owns my school a session school fees". The Young Man looked at the boy mercifully and said: " it's ok young man". He opened his briefcase once again and brought three hundred thousand naira (#300,000) and handed over to the boy to go and settle the debt he was owing. I was startled, I looked at the youngman and asked myself: " do such people still exist?" Then I stopped eating and said within myself: "son of Tsegba, the success you have been writing about and talking about is finally here, success won't come and knock on your door, be open to this man he would help you out too". Then I left my table for his table and bent down just as the woman and the guy and said: " please sir I need a help from you I am a student in the department of mass communication at the Benue state University, before I could continue I heard someone shouting: cut! cut! cut!! Then I turned to know where the voice was coming from, surprisingly, it was the director's voice, telling the camera man to cut. The director then approached me and said: sorry my brother this isn't real we are only shooting a movie.

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