AM I STILL LIVING? (1)
The destiny of every one is in accordance with God's design. I made the statement based on no individual's opinion, but out of my great experiences from my infancy. I stand to uphold the philosophy of life, making it real, garnishing it with all plausibility, verisimilitude and facts.
Being born in the 70's, I was fortunate enough to be fathered by a great, enlightened, educated, responsible and God fearing man, even though he chose to marry two not-very-enlightened wives, of which I was born by the first wife.
It was a great sweet, happy and funny memory, growing up as the last son of the family of 16. It became more natural to share a special bond with my father,little less than with my mother. This was owing to the fact that I got weaned very earlier from my mother due to location of my mother which seemed to hinder proper medical attention I needed from my father in my infancy. While my father worked and resided permanently in Enugu, my mother and I were visiting my father from the hinterland. At a point, my father had to wean me to stay closer with him in Enugu. Meanwhile, my stepmother was staying with my father in Enugu all these while. However, my mother was never denied coming to spend days with us and go back.
At 4, I had started walking, destroying and shattering household items when I was left alone. On that fateful day, while my guardian had fed, bathed and left me to go and play with my fellow kids, while she would go and do some other things in the house, I decided to go out to communicate my playmates from the balcony of our apartment ( for we lived on the fourth flour of an upstairs building). As I got to the balcony, I began to climb up the iron rail that was used to barricade the balcony edge so that one would not fall off from there. Out of the knowledge of my guardian, I got to the rail top, trying to protrude my neck in order to see my playing mates at the second balcony downward. Bending more and more forward to have a clear view of my mates, my weight got heavier to my thorax and l immediately lost conscious of myself. Waking up beside my father in a moving car, I got my consciousness back. He consoled and pampered me. Few minutes later, I found myself on a place that looked like a table with a fierce shining light against me.
