A tribute to one of the 3 musketeers.
That Friday evening, you called Bimbo and i as usual, to ask what Friday evening would be like. We decided to have pizza and just cool off the week’s pressure. That plan materialized.
While eating, we talked about our road trip to Delta state the next Friday. Other pending plans were casually talked about. We did our mini-convoy till we parted ways, to individual homes.
On Sunday, Bimbo waited for you to bring home food from your trip to Ibadan. Your delay made him come to eat at my place. After some more hours of not hearing from you, some calls were made, where the mouth-gawping news was broken.
Life paused, Ojebs.
You know, you were technically the best driver between the 3 of us….So hearing that you died from a car accident was devastating.
You were so calm. You caused no troubles. I never saw you out of control.
It hurts that i always said ‘Ojebs my guy’ instead of me coming out straight to say ‘I love u Bro’. But I know that you know I really do.
I’m full with mixed feelings. If you had asked either or both Bimbo and I to come along on that trip, we would definitely have. So know I don’t know if I should say ‘what if we were in the car with you’ or ‘if I was there, I’d have pulled you out faster out of the car”.
In the end, God knows all.
Ademola Taofeek Folahan Ojebiyi, rest in peace. Keep interceding for us as you are beside God.
Love you, mahn.
1 for all, all for 1.