Izuu's Turn

Before writing this, I craftily asked a few people whether my breath stinks because I wouldn't want to write against myself. Yesterday, I boarded a small commuter bus on a seven-hour trip to Abuja. Due to the fact that I wanted to arrive the nation's capital before noon, I left the house at 5.30 am. But before I did, I made sure that apart from taking my bath, I brushed my teeth. Granted, no one could have taken a quick breakfast at such an early hour, but for Christ's sake, do you also have to forget the very personal act of brushing one's teeth. I did mine, hoping that my other co-travellers would be so magnanimous, how wrong I was! The young man sitting beside me, with a very clean dress, oozed of a two-day remains of bad breath. You know, that kind of smell that turns your stomach and makes you wonder whether it is from the mouth or from the anus! Whichever it comes from, they are both deadening and suffocatingly obnoxious to one's nose. Reminds me...

No living human being will claim not be faced with one challenge or the other. Life itself throws numerous issues on us in such ways that everyday living is filled with several issues and problems ranging from the frivolous to the devastating. But no matter how big the challenges are, life goes on! The fact that everyday life itself is challenging in itself, makes it impossible for me to rationalise suicide in any way! But there are a categories of people in Nigeria that their mode of living astonishes and oftentimes arouse a sense of repulsion in me.