I went and sat down in one of the seats available. I opened my bag to take out one of the books I was reading so as to continue from where I stopped, as I looked up, this sad old man was standing beside me and almost pleading with me to allow him seat, I was shocked and I shifted for him with a smile as I urged him to seat beside me.
He handed his form to me, it was strange though but I took it from him and read through it, after which I asked him to go and submit, he said to me, ''
my daughter, I can't", on further enquiry I found out that he needed One document, which wasn't compulsory, for his submission to be accepted but the man-in-charge had insisted he brings it and the document is far away in the village, the old man was tired.
Some twenty years ago, this same old man prevented the man-in-charge today from entering the university of his choice just because during clearance, he didn't come with the original of his certificate of origin, the old man today used to be known as "Mr No Nonesense", today, the table has turned, Mr No nonsense is now old and dependent .
Men and Brethren, after all the "No Nonsense", remember there is a 'tomorrow' when you will need someone's help.
In whatever position that you find yourself today, try as much as you can to ease people's burden, make life as stress free as possible with your position because after all the no nonsense, you never know where we will need one another.
Lots of Love,
~Oma.
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