LIFE AND IT'S TWIST

I keep saying it and have even written things about it (the hustling and bustling of almost every Lagosian on a daily basis). Lagos is a very tough ground, I don't care how tough you are, it will beat you to your feet and leave you there if you let it.
A guy yesterday used himself as a case study to prove that most Lagosians are older than their ages because of stress. This stress goes on to everything we do. It was through God's intervention that we didn't start paying "owo-iri"(money for walking) because the rate at which area boys were going before Fashola gave them a sized coat, an average Lagosiian would have been paying dues daily.
The evening was cool yesterday as I hit the road to go back home. As usual, my struggling mode to fight for a space in the bus or keke was activated, and I was exercising my muscles like how wrestlers do to theirs before any wrestle..
I made a quick observation as soon as I got to the bus-stop to check if any fine babe was there so I could re-adjust my mode to a gentleman's 😁😁😁, but lucky me, the atmosphere was clear. Most people at the bus-stop were elderly women with big butt, and I knew I had to be swift to outsmart them.
Not more than three minutes into my exercise that a mini-bus of 7seaters arrived. That was the first test to know if I had exercised enough. Unfortunately for me, The bus stopped right in front of those women. I knew deep within me that my chances to become one of the the driver's passengers was very slim, but I made advancement towards the bus. As I stood behind the heavy butted women who were finding it difficult to get in, I observed one small creature's hand on my waist. I was shocked even before I looked to know who or what was that. Lo and behold, it was a man. I thought It was a little boy who was trying to secure at least a space for himself and his mum. I wanted to rebuke him, but then he spoke up. Omo! I looked again to see this time.

The man wasn't tall enough to get to the women's butts, and to worsen his plight, he was small. So I chuckled within me. "This man go see motor enter this night so?" Obviously, people will use his size against him. I didn't even know when I laugh out. Before I finished laughing, I noticed some people behind varnish with the speed of light; a keke had arrived. It was too late again for me to make a move because the keke was full even before I noticed his presence.

As I stood with a niggling wish that I was one of those passengers, I saw the small man sitting close to the driver. I didn't believe my eyes. How and why? I focused my sight on the man to be sure he was truly the one. it was him; the only small man with us at the bus-stop.
You see the twist of life? It happens every time!

Hey, do you see yourself as a small man/woman? Please don't anymore. Just like me, so many people who are big are full of themselves, but the only thing they have to offer is their size. Always stay alert and use swiftness against the big ones to utilize opportunities which surface every second.

TWISTS ARE PART OF LIFE!!!

I remain your creative writer, PensWorld!!!