Police cell is a hell. I never knew that police cell could be so hellish. Everyone, everywhere and everything is stinks. Plateau state, Jos area command has a way of scaring people more than a sharp machetes, just like how the fallen hero, late lieutenant colonel Abu Ali scared Shekau.
The sky from any point is playing hide and seek, gathering ominous, gray, and then dark cloud now and clears later. After a burning sun at day, we close up to a deceptive evening breeze, rustling our nerves now and seizes the next minute. For the first time ever in my life's strain to seek self comfort at the expense of collective discomfort from what I heard. I realize the permanence of the cliche maxim; no condition is permanent.
It was a friend I visited, lobo, who was detained for allegedly rape case. False accusations are more heavier than insult. However, he was the prime suspect, the real offenders were nowhere to be found. Rape issues kills man reputations more than the point of a gun. Just like the slightest mistake of a pen.
Bashir Khalid; was a very emotional guy, too hysterical just like women. I saw hottest tears fallen down from his cheek when he cited lobo in a cell from the outer-wall which he leaned on. Lobo was severally thrashed by the police personnel in order to confess the crime. Yeah, his looks and the walks were worth tears. He walked like a seventy years old pregnant woman, I don't think blood still flows through his legs. Freedom is precious.
Let the rain turns to fire, let the moon turns to blood, and let the blue sky turns to yellow. I will never believe that lobo could attempt to rape or to wipe. Though, we are humans, we are all deviance time upon a time, we can change within a blink of an eye. So also the temptations are irresistible.
Lobo's case was a very complicated one. The story started from a journey, the road to Jos from Abuja. It was on a faithful Thursday evening lobo entered a commercial car in Abuja to Jos, which he mate four passengers, three guys and a lady.
The lady was a foreigner who came all the way from Cameroun to Nigeria, Jos, and start a new life new beginning. Where she has no one, no place to stay. Yeah, it happens. At times, I also feel like going to a new place where no body know me, and start a new life.
Unfortunately, the lady was raped by those three passengers whom blinded her to get her a good place to stay in Jos, and flung with her smartphones and and 300k. They Terribly scurried and left lobo with the messed up they did( sahun barawo).
Lobo was a good friend who I mate two years earlier, at market. He he's wonderful person with full of swags and a cunning eyes. He's a good person to be with, he's amazing guy, and a God fearing. Hardworking and dedicated towards duties, I forgot. But destiny changed everything. He still remain remanded, without a trial.
Hey Mr. lobo, friends and friends of friends disclaimed you, for what happened with you. Put this in the back of your mind, whatever happened with you; We're still together, no matter what, through the tough and ease. For better for worse. You'll soon be free. God's willing.
Anatare.
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