Who cursed us?

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Who did we offend in Nigeria? Why do we have to go through difficulties at all times?

Sometimes I wonder if we hate ourselves and find joy in the sufferings and plight of our people.

Nigerians are made to be happy  but I have often had reasons to think twice about our happy nature because a lot of things are wrong.

I couldn't avoid going to the market this weekend and it was such a horrible experience. It was a wet day and that added to my woes.

The road leading to the particular market was bad. I paid three hundred naira to park where I had to practically jump out of the car just to avoid the messy mud pond near where I parked.

The pools of dirty water were not the only ugly sights and sad events. In every corner of the market there were medium heaps of dirt made up of plastic bottles, paper take-away plates with food remnants, empty wraps of biscuits and other snacks, black plastic bags, groundnut shells, eaten corn cobs and a whole lot of other rubbish. It was indeed an eye sore.

After I was done shopping for the one item I had gone for, I had to go back to check for something; I was in the market anyway so thinking myself smart I decided not to wade the dirty water again and go through the supposedly mapped out lawn. Big mistake as I narrowly missed stepping on poop and of course on my way back to my car the pool of water was like a swimming pool to me. I happily jumped into it; anything was better than seeing poop. Tufiakwa!

As I drove out of the market, an angry soldier hit my car with his hands because I took my time to look out for any oncoming vehicle before getting on the highway. Why would we be harassed by illiterate soldiers or even the literate ones if we are not in a dictatorship era?

The high wat was not left out of the madness, the on-going construction caused several issues; chaos, a big mess and danger. No authorised personnel on ground to direct road users. 

No work was going on at that moment hence no personnel but the heavy duty construction equipment were on ground and obstructed traffic. As usual everyone wanted to go before the next person since there was no-one yo coordinate the movement of vehicles. Who cursed us in this country?

I nearly stripped myself before getting into the house but for the not so sexy view that my neighbours would have been tormented with. I felt all the germs creeping all over my body and the only thing I needed at that point was a hot scrub.

Looking around when driving is not encouraged because there are no beautiful sights to behold.

The common sights are the hoodlums, potholes, officers of the law looking for victims, people spitting like snakes and heaps of refuse.

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Common also are young boys who have no care in the world, they belong to everyone but to no-one, the only home they know is the street. These boys are everywhere jumping on moving buses in search of loads to carry. The rail lines are beds to them and I ask "Who will take care of them?" "Who will rehabilitate and send them to school?" 

Who really cares about the ruins of the society in our dear country Nigeria? So sad. As for me, I won't be going to the market anytime soon, it reduces one's lifespan.