Saturday, 16 June 2012

Getting On A Plane After The Dana Crash

How do you feel boarding a local flight in Nigeria these days? Have you had to travel in Nigeria since then? Are you scheduled to? I am. I am set to travel on a local route and this evening I found myself taking my mgm through the contents of the freezer in a way that made him look at me funny. I mean why was I telling him precisely how many bowls of afang soup were in there and where exactly to find the bowl of fish stew? I was only going to be gone for a day so what was the point of this London GCE exam revision we were doing over soups and stews?

Apart from the fact that we were in between housekeepers again and the fact that only Princess might just forget the same lecture I had given her were the subconscious thoughts that, barring the mercies of God, I might not return, that's what! Is there anyone who would not have such thoughts? I mean, I cannot wait to see if people will be talking noisily still during the flight of if we will all be deathly quiet till the very end of the trip because now, being just three minutes away from landing is no guarantee of safety. I wonder what the queue into the plane would look like. I have made a mental note to take a close look at as many faces as I can to see what we all look like. Lambs to slaughter perhaps. Resigned people of a nation spinning out of control in a vortex powered by greed and selfishness so powerful even the devil himself might very well be amazed. There are people, leaders in this country that are trying to steal his 'crown'.

*sighing and smh* All I know is that as I pack my bag, my only hope is in my God and his plans for me. I have asked him to give me long life so I can see all my children graduate, get their first jobs, marry the ones He has reserved for them and have their first children and I must believe that God will grant me my hearts desires. I have asked God not to let my mgm look down on me in a coffin and to spare me the same horror of looking down on his (Yes, we plan to hold hands, very old hands and in agreement with God, sleep our way jointly to the other side!). However I am very conscious of the truth that Hadiza Thompson Otegbeye, my classmate from secondary school most assuredly had the same prayers and desires, yet she perished on that cursed Dana flight so how am I so different? But for the grace of God, there go I as well........but please God, forbid it. Please! In Jesus name, forbid it! Forbid it for me. Forbid it for the one reading this blog right now. In Jesus name. Amen!

But I know that as I board that plane, one thing will be very clear to me. It is something that should be very clear to us every second that we live. The truth that THAT moment might be my last. That as much as I want to live, God might decide that my time is up. Gods ways are not mine. I cannot choose when I am to die but I can choose, by how I live my life, HOW I am to die - with or without my spiritual visa guaranteeing me entrance into eternal life. A true winner at the game of Life or the worst loser of all. A born winner who had it all fixed in his/her favour and yet still lost woefully!

Yes, I am sure getting on to a plane after the Dana Crash, many would be having similar thoughts........what would be good would be if we all continued to think these thoughts even after we land safely on the other side. Yes, it would be good to keep such in mind every day......for this life is truly not our home. We are just passing through.....

Dedicated to the memories of all those who died in the Dana Crash especially my class-mate Hadiza Thompson Otegbeye and all my other schoolmates from Queen's College, Yaba. Lagos


8 comments:

  1. God will grant you journey mercies, in Jesus name. I haven't been comfortable flying in a long time and this is in America where domestic plane crashes are not that common. I can't imagine flying in naija.

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    1. He did. Praise his name. My dear, only God can give us the courage to fly anywhere. He is our only hope.

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  2. I flew to and fro port harcourt on tuesday. People did not act differently or unusual. It was just the usual. I thank God for journey mercies sha.

    I wish you a safe trip to and fro.

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    1. Trust me, they might all have been looking and acting normal but not all of them were truly feeling normal. On my flight, I saw live how it is possible for fear to kill someone. literally speaking. It is just the grace of God.

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  3. So sorry you lost someone, it seem we all did.
    Great write up, the first part made me laugh.

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    1. Zee, the truth is Nigeria is not that big after all. I do not know anyone who did not know someone or someone who knew someone that was affected by that crash.

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  4. It is helpful to vow never to say or do anything that cannot stand as the last thing one said or did. If it is not my last, it may be the last act or word to be be witnessed or heard by the other party. It gives life meaning and makes us less afraid to fly. After all, as you said, this is not home and we will be caught away at a time we do not know.

    Having said that, part of living as though today were the last is doing something about the greed and selfishness that has become part of our DNA as a people.

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    1. Basically living as if tomorrow will NOT come. I agree with you Tolu.

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