Walked passed a guy dis mornin nd caught him soliloquizin..his grinny nd sunken face attested 2 d vent of frustration on him as he mummured angrily 2 himself..his hands,nt left out of d soliloqy,were busy claspin nd pointin in demonstration..drained in his soliloqy,he failed 2 notice my starin at him,buyin me few seconds 2 catch a glimpse of him,wonderin what cud be d cause of his frustration as i walked by......this has bcom a common scenerio on d streets of lagos(in particular),men nd women(especialy) mummerin only God knws what as they walked by....the mind ought 2 b wide enuf 2 accomodate nd nurse all thoughts nd vents,letting dem vocally escape in soliloqy,on d streets especialy z rather unaceptabl..dis loss of thoughts on d streets seems rather abnormal 2 me, though im always a victim of dis abnormality..walkin past those lonely nd scanty roads,on a hot scorchy aftanoon, neva helped matters,as it always propels my soliloquizin..i wud recal my activities nd adventures in school dat day,either smilin in amusement,sighin nd hissin in disgust or wearin a grinny face in anger as i mummured incessantly 2 my self...i wud lie if i say dat i dnt enjoy doin it,bt d obvious fact z dat it isnt normal either nd i hope i stopped it.
Posted on: Thu, 06 Mar 2014 09:24:46 +0000