Trust me, this was not how I planned to wish you a “happy new year”.
But I have an important message to deliver that I think will do you more good than pleasantries and bala-blu.
Tuesday morning, I was still in a bubble, enjoying the coolness of the harmattan weather, almost 24 hours of electricity, and leftover largesse from the holiday celebration.
Then I got a mail from the office. Work? Oh, not today nau. I sha dragged myself to do the work and returned to flexing.
Later in the day, I got dressed to hit a hangout spot to chill with my friends. As I was about to step out, my bank decided to send me a reminder of my financial status.
Honestly, I wish I didn’t see that notification. I won’t tell you what my account balance is (so that you will not mock me), but all I know is, OWO TI KU WASO!
Then I heard a voice say to me:
“THE HOLIDAY IS OVER BRO!”
That’s when it sunk in.
If you saw me balling in December, that was not the real me oo. It was my other self trying to do copy-copy as per Detty December. I know you people have money, so you’re not feeling what I am feeling.
Anyways, I just said I should remind you guys that the holiday is over oo. If you like don’t listen to me. You will drink garri.
So it won’t look like we’re fighting, this is me wishing you a prosperous year. May all your dreams and aspirations come true.
Next time you see me, sha squeeze something in my hand.
**whistles sapaciously**
©️ Tunde
