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I was driving home from work the other day

Driving Home

Driving past a popular bus-stop I used to stand for hours waiting to board a vehicle, I decided to slow down and help a few passengers I saw standing there

It reminded me of when I was carless

Now, I’m carfull, so I do the best I can, when I can for whoever I wish to.

Due to security reasons, I prefer carrying students and women, men can stand for all I care…no offense

So, I parked and the bystanders almost pulled my door in a mad rush to enter, but it was locked, I wound down and told the guys to fuck off politely, then asked two elderly women, one young girl and a teenage boy to enter

The girl quickly rushed to the front like it was her boyfriend’s car, so, I opened the door for them

I didn’t feel sorry for the guys standing under the sun sha even though I felt their pain, make una hustle, las las una go dey alright too

We rode in silence, I usually don’t like listening to anything when I’m driving home in the evening so I won’t be distracted but mostly because I just want peace and quiet

10 hours of listening to my colleagues and bosses talk and yap all day is enough sound for me, so I drove in silence

“How much is Ojota?” The young girl sitting in the passenger seat asked me

“Ojota?” I asked, surprised to be pulled out of my laser focus road concentration

“Yes, Ojota, how much is it?” She repeated the question while opening her handbag and I assumed searching for money

“You want to buy Ojota?” I asked

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The teenager laughed

“I don’t understand.” She replied

“I believe Tinubu is the best person to answer that question, he’s the only one that can sell Lagos.” I said smiling

Everybody in the car now laughed

She still didn’t get the joke instead she felt scared and suspicious

I noticed she looked back with apprehension, thinking we were all colluding somehow and probably one chance operatives

“That was a joke” I quickly said

“Ojota is free…the ride’s free.” I added

The second I said free she relaxed

“Ohhh, thank you sir” she now laughed

Now she got the joke

“Thank you sir, thank you my pikin, God bless you sir.” Everyone thanked me because I didn’t collect N100 from them

I was almost embarrassed with the gratitude but then again the sincerity of their gratitude melted my heart<

“Can I have your number, sir?”
She asked after I dropped them at Ojota

“My phone number?” I asked surprised

“Well, not your plate number obviously” she laughed

I laughed too, girl got jokes

“Or do I need to ask Tinubu for that too?” She flirted

I blushed

“No, not Tinubu, my girlfriend.” I said smiling

“I won’t tell if you don’t.” She said

“I’m sorry but I can’t, I will always tell.” I smiled again, and drove off.

Kindness definitely pays but it shouldn’t always be in kind.

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