I sighed, twisting the lens of my camera with so much courage written boldly on my face. I used to love my life, but, something tragic happened about a week ago. We had heard the sky is falling today from an ultra-reliable source_ Well, it’ll need some paparazzi. So, fast and furiously, I belted my baggy trousers, laced my shoes, adjusted my collars and jumped into the streets.
Increasing my pace on the rather empty ghetto, I soon crazily found myself drooling in anticipation of the alleged ‘end of the world’. Not a single person was courageous enough to step out on a day like this. except some fowls, goats, birds and I. Notwithstanding, the ignorant animals were having a whole lot of good time eating from the broken grocery shops and restaurants in the neighborhood, whilst I tested my camera on them.
Hey, I am Tade. Tade Ismail Philips. Friends call me T.I.P. I studied Mass Communications at the prestigious University of Lagos. And that was me doing my job as a journalist. When 7 days ago, the worst bad news ever hit my TV screen that the world was finally coming to an end in a week, I was left in coma of thoughts. According to the scientists, the earth had reached its climax age and could no longer hold on to the weight of the sky. Hence, the sky shall fall, today. At first, people refused to accept the broadcast as true, but as the D-day approached, reality began to dawn on every one of us. Mothers began to hug their children – goodbye hugs. I even heard some communities had organized candle nights to mourn their own imminent death; Nonsense!
Speaking of God. By the final day, everyone seemed to be calm and moody. Earth seemed like a sphere of graves. The available Mosques and Churches weren’t enough to shelter the remorseful and panicking whole of humanity. So, all buildings were quickly renovated for religious purposes_ even places as profane as Bars, casinos and hotels. And approximately everyone was chanting words and praying for forgiveness. _ last chance to make things right.
I held on to my camera, raising my head towards the sky. Then I started to jot my observations with breaths of compassion. As if to punish my naughtiness, it began to pour rains upon earth. The bright day had faded and I could see the clouds mourning in gloomy faces. Swift beams of Lightning, spiritual roars of thunder and frosty winds; all fell upon me. I swallowed my spit and continued to take pictures upon pictures, acknowledging it was finally time! The news was true after all…
TO BE CONTINUED
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