I met a man at an intersection in one of the towns of Nigeria, as he
headed for where he called No man’s land.
I didn’t know where the place was. Nor had I heard of an area by that name in
our beloved country. I wanted to find out more about his destination and his
mission there. He rejected my entreaties. Instead, he pleaded I should follow
him, so I could learn more through experience.
I politely turned down his request. “I’m on national assignment,’’ I
told him.
“It’s a task not brooking personal distractions or extraneous considerations such as you’re asking me to undertake’’.
“It’s a task not brooking personal distractions or extraneous considerations such as you’re asking me to undertake’’.