THE " KEKE" EXPERIENCE:-- A personal experience of the bad and ugly situation of the society. 21/01/21. Part 2.

The position where I was seated was a bit uncomfortable for me as the foot rest (carpet) which my feet rested on was scattered and not properly arranged. So, the rider gradually marched his brake and slowed down as if he was going to park by the road side and stretching his left arm towards the back seat where I sat and at the same time riding slowly, " dan dago kafan ka in dan gyara maka carpet kara ya zo ya fita ya Fadi ", he said in Hausa and I reluctantly raised my left foot while he arranged it. No one like myself would have ordinary thought something was going on, of course everything was normal to me. All these happened after we got moving, about 2-3 minutes.

Just before we got to Adebayo street traffic junction, the rider asked again; " ka ce Farin Gada za ka je ko ? " And I immediately opposed; " babu " and he said ; " toh ni Farin Gada zan je ". He began to slow down, I believed at that time that I mustn't be told to silently go down and board the right ' Keke ' to where I was going to or else, I'll end up in Farin Gada.
I opposed again in Hausa; " ama na ce maka ring road zan je ka ce in shigo, Yan zu Kuma ka ce Farin Gada? "
And he politely answered; " Yi hakuri ban ji da kyau ba ". Although furious but I had to go down.

Still vibing to my music via the earpiece and coming down from the ' Keke ' which had stopped already waiting for me to go down after rendering his apologies for his inability to hear me well when I earlier stopped him. I got down immediately and the ' Keke ' zoomed off, still with my music playing. About a few seconds after zoom off, I discovered my music stopped immediately as though blown by the wind into thin air. As I threw my right hand into my pocket to adjust the volume or possibly check if my phone had died, my hand travelled fastly and swiftly into my pocket without any obstruction.

swift as the wind.

harmargedon:
swift as the wind.

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