A NEW THING(2)
Blaring his music as usual, many wonder how it is that he is not deaf yet. The lady in the Sedan by name Helen honks at him recognizing his vehicle as she passes by him to go park by the side of the road ahead of him to get some audience but he imagines her vehicle may have developed a fault hence the reason she got off the road but he decides not to stop for fear of getting embarrassed again like the other day. Realizing he has driven past her without stopping even after seeing her, she feels embarrassed as well. Looking up to the sky as if asking God to allow Tunde grant her audience before entering back into her vehicle, she quickly jumps into her car to trail him.
Driving for some few seconds, she finally comes across his car. Flashing her headlights at him, she wishes he would stop but he only speeds up for fear that it may be criminals trailing him but she does not give up.
Turning on the music system in the car and increasing the volume, she chases after him and overtaking him, she screeches to a stop right in front of him almost leading him to ram into her own vehicle.
Alighting from her vehicle, she walks up to his own vehicle and taps the window signalling him to roll down the window. He hesitates at first but after a few seconds, he succumbs. Having wound down the tinted window glass, she makes an apology and afterwards leaves without uttering another word,
Hello, Mr.... Anyways, I am sorry for having been so rude to you the other day. I was just having a bad day and took it out on you. Once again, I'm indeed sorry'.
Done with that, she takes her leave back to her car and drives off before Tunde can wrap his head around what has just happened. This would leave Tunde crazy for the next one week. That night, he goes to bed thinking of why anyone would endanger his or her life just to tender an apology.
'Why on Earth do I keep stumbling on this lady ever since that day we met in that gridlock of that day? Is she some kind of watchdog or what? Is she monitoring my movement or what? I mean how possible is it that we keep coming across each other so frequently? It is quite awkward if you ask me.', he thinks to himself. 'Anyways, if we meet again, I will have to do something about it maybe try to understand why she is trailing me'
The next morning by 5am in the morning, Tunde is ready to leave for the Hospital in order to beat the usual Lagos traffic. Driving out of the LexonView Estate gate, he makes his way to the express dressed in a blue silk T-shirt underneath his white suit hoping that there will be no traffic situation today but in the usual Lagos character, there is a hold up on his lane of the road so he is condemned to the pain of either waiting on-end for his lane to move or waiting for someone to allow switch lanes. Looking really frustrated already in the traffic situation, he pleads with drivers on the other lane to let him switch lanes but all his pleas fall on deaf ears as they all keep running at top speed like antelopes being chased by a lion. After a few, a black tinted SUV stops to grant him entry into the moving lane. He cannot understand why but he goes in anyway, honking in appreciation to the unknown driver. The driver honks back acknowledging the appreciation.