Friday 31 July 2015

CAPTIVE OF THE MIGHTY…FEAST FOR THE SLAVES (SEASON 1 EPISODE 3)

"Can the prey be taken from the mighty man, or the captives of a tyrant be rescued?" Isaiah 49:24

All the years I would later spend in university were characterized by sexual immorality and a glamourous lifestyle that almost ruined me.

I gained admission to the Lagos State University, Ojo, Lagos to study Law “my dream profession” In my first two years in University, I went to school daily from home. At this time, my parents lived in “Gowon Estate Egbeda Lagos” and school was about 30 minutes away. I had learnt to drive and my parents had released a Racer Daewoo saloon car to me before I clocked 20 years old. This may have been a mistake eventually.

Being mobile afforded me the opportunity to philander on a whole new level. On February 13th 2002 I was involved in an accident right after dropping off my then lover. The accident ripped the trunk of the car to shreds, I however was unscathed…this was just the beginning.

My parents were upset but their anger was short-lived. I had connived with the Mechanic to vandalise the brake pipe of the car so I could claim that the accident was as a result of brake failure. My parents believed me. I had tasted the sweet fruit of decadence well ahead of my time, I had switched to a faster lane and no force would be capable of stopping this destructive object.

On 6th May 2002, I had a second accident. This time, it was my mother’s car, a Nissan Bluebird. The accident occurred on Access road in the University of Lagos during a high speed frenzy. I sustained a few bruises but the vehicle was totaled. When I was rushed to the health centre within the campus, I quickly concocted a tale to save myself from my mother’s wrath…and the idea came.

I told my parents that my late paternal Grandma had appeared to me in the car and she had told me that my mother was responsible for all the disagreements existing in the extended family at that time. My father saw through the lies, he was particularly hurt that I had weaved a web of lies involving his late mother. My mother however may have believed a bit of what I said, the sensationalism and mystery appealed to her as it would to most women…
My decadent lifestyle continued.

Though you grind a fool in a mortar with a pestle along with crushed grain, yet his foolishness will not depart from him”. Proverbs 27:22

By three hundred level in the university, I had secured an apartment close to the university campus. It was a 3 bedroom apartment and I shared it with two friends. Three of us had cars and we lived the decadent bachelor’s lifestyle.

By the time I graduated from university, I had gone through several women and acquired a taste for deceit, sex and madness. I was an expert at seducing women and my childlike looks added more venom to an already lethal bite force. I still wonder how I was able to graduate with a second class lower degree from school without a spillover semester and also able to escape with my life intact, despite the prevalent and violent cult gang wars that rocked the university those days. Girls! Girls! Girls!

“Do not give your strength to women, nor your ways to that which destroys kings” Proverbs 31:3

I graduated from university in 2005. All my life, I never had to wait for a period before advancing to the next level in my academic pursuit. I didn’t experience any waiting period before gaining admission into secondary school, I finished secondary school in 1999 and by 2000 I was already in the university. At the same pace, I finished university in 2005 and by 2006 I was already in law school. I had missed going to law school in December 2005 but miraculously and for the first time in the history of the law school, the institution admitted two batches in one session. I was fortunate to make the second batch and so I didn’t have to wait a whole year. My strange luck was something I repeatedly boasted about. I assumed I had achieved all these by being extremely brilliant and gifted.

“For by grace you have been saved through faith, and that not of yourselves; it is the gift of God, not of works, lest anyone should boast”. Ephesians 2:8-9
I had my law school education in the Lagos campus of the Nigerian Law School. While there, the decadent lifestyle continued. By February 2007, I proceeded for the NYSC program in Kebbi state. Armed with a fake doctor’s report, I was able to secure redeployment to Lagos State. I served in the law firm of ABFR & CO from 2007 to 2008.
Did I mention that the Lagos State Government had given me a scholarship to cover the rest of my secondary and tertiary education for up to 8 years as a result of my many achievements in secondary school? WOW!!!

“Then I looked on all the works that my hands had done and on the labour in which I had toiled; and indeed all was vanity and grasping for the wind. There was no profit under the sun” Ecclesiastes 2:11

The scholarship was presented to me by the then Military Administrator of Lagos State, Col Mohammed Buba Marwa (as he then was). I still keep in touch with this great man to this day.
During the NYSC years, I wrote my first novel titled “Of snakes and broken hedges” and also my first play titled “Of goons and the blood bought freedom” However, these manuscripts remain unpublished till this day…maybe I could begin to upload the book in bits for the reading pleasure of you guys…maybe.

In 2008, and as a result of the scholarship I had received from the Lagos State Government and continuing in that line, I was offered employment by the Lagos State Government as a State Counsel. I resumed work in June 2008.

All this time, the decadent lifestyle of women and deceit was still in full swing.

“For by means of a harlot a man is reduced to a crust of bread; and an adulteress will prey upon his precious life”. Proverbs 6:26

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