Zara’s diary 1
.. The morning today
feels and looks really beautiful, Zara was happy to go to work. On her way to
work that day though, just in front of her office a little boy carrying a big
tray of sachet water (what is called pure water in Nigeria) could not hold his
balance anymore so he fell towards Zara. About 50% of the sachets broke and
some of the water poured on Zara. She was angry within her but she also felt
pity for the boy. So she just sighed and left. Luckily she had her small hand
hair dryer, she went into her office bathroom and dried as much of herself as
she could. While doing that though, she wished she had given the little boy
some money for the sachets that broke. Poverty often left children little or no
options than to hawk which was really dangerous. They could get bullied, they
could get mixed up in the wrong crowd, and their goods could be stolen, amongst
other things. Some of these kids became thieves out rightly, making them a
menace to society. Sigh*. One day Zara thought, ‘I'd have an NGO, one that
works at the grass root, one aimed at empowering and educating the masses. That
should give better chances for the little sachet water boy to become more’.
Snapping out of her
thoughts, Zara returned to her desk. It was filled with files she needed to go
through. She had done her job, someone else had not, but that person's job was
pushed to her desk instead. It wasn't the first time a thing like this had
happened. Zara you see was good at her job, this turned out to be the good and
bad. When others couldn't do their jobs Zara was called in to help out, not that
she had much of a choice and not that her salary was increased. Today it was
Queeneth's job that was given to Zara. Queeneth was good too but she was slow.
Besides Queeneth and the boss where from the same part of Nigeria. The man
often practiced nepotism, so he was known to favour his kinsmen compared to
others.
Zara sighed again. ‘Could my day get any worse?’ She thought to herself.
Zara sighed again. ‘Could my day get any worse?’ She thought to herself.
She sat down said a
short prayer and then got ready to work but she couldn't because her mind had
been destabilised. So she picked up her phone and pinged some of her friends.
Among those she pinged were Eunice, they had been friends for almost 8years, so
they knew themselves pretty well. Zara eventually let out how her day seemed to
be taking the turn for something she couldn't explain. Eunice tried to cheer
her up and told her she was part of a BBM group and she wanted to add Zara to
it. That could be an outlet for her and she would meet new people there. She
had to warn that clashes did happen in the group every now and then because of
different personalities. Zara was fine with the idea, so she asked Eunice to
please invite her.
..... And so Zara joined the BBM group HOX (Hang Out Extraordinaire) it would eventually shape the next stage of Zara's life.
Zara's diary 2
Next week
XOXO
Purple cutie
Oh oh oh! Am really curious to know what
ReplyDeletehappens at the end.
Hehe me too
ReplyDeleteAunty me Aunty me!! *throws right hand in the air* I know where this is headed... *wide grin* Ok back to part 3.
ReplyDeleteNo you don't, baby. shhs shhs
DeleteThis is a master piece, I love it but we need more diaries. Juicy ones like this one
ReplyDeleteThank you.
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