By Nnamdi Nwachukwu
Few
days ago on my way back from work, the traffic-jam was extremely crazy as
usual. I had gotten used to spending hours while coming home as it was a norm
to meet hundreds, if not thousands of people struggling to get home all at the
same time. My bus driver; a retired formula One champion (as I have chosen to
refer to him) was impatient and over-zealous. He decided to drive on the
opposite lane, following about 30-35 other renegade drivers (an act popularly
known as one-way driving). After about 4 kilometers of doing the wrong thing,
we found out that a police team had cut off the one-way drivers and instructed that
they turned back and joined the right but gridlocked lane. My ‘retired formula-One
driver’ for some strange reason had this crazy belief that after a few minutes,
the police officers would backs-down and allow us to continue on the wrong
side, he was mistaken! After an hour of futile waiting, he eventually turned
back and took the right way. Cutting the long story short, we wasted an average
of two hours trying to get home although eventually we did.
