The Chibok Girls must not be forgotten - Ebun Arowosegbe.

       By Ebun Arowosegbe.

,,,,And It,s Another Easter Celebration?
Never of short memories am to know that it,s time again to remember and celebrate the cruxification, death, resurrection and ascension of Christ the redeemer from the terrestrial plane to the celestial city above. 

From childhood i have been partaking in this worth remembrance of shaming the devil and lifting up the name of the Lord most high for the death conquered and eternal life assured and reassured however, the sad event of last year of the lost girls- 250 girls lost to the leprosy hands of the carnivorous Boko Haram of no fixed address but a deep forest situated Sambisa enclave is still ringing negatively into my ears.

 I couldn,t celebrate the Easter of last year for we woke up in a morning to know of this wicked handi work of some devilish minded negative souls. We thought it was a joke, we later accepted the stark reality that it was real.

 Yes! A real negative situation of temporal existence we thought, strongly we believed our policemen and soldiers would rescue them- we were wrong, later months uneventful scenario proved us wrong. 

Thought also we were that, the crying of their other siblings they left at home and the wailing of their mothers would speak to the conscience of the Heramists- wrong we were also for we later discovered that the Bokos were monsters, monsters of no blood but of black oil of road side mechanic pouring away, soon later we also realised that they had no milk in their chemistry again, the quantity they sucked at infancy had dried up to give way for toxic bile....at that point we all realised we were having more than we could cope with- yes a big problem we had, too big for our handling. 

We called on all those we thought could be of help, the few that responded later went back when they discovered our house was leaking. 

Yes, the Americans came and later went back, French was neither here nor there, Britons by their nature will not die for another person.

 Personally, i cancelled all that i had planned for that celebration, those of the household were gently pacified while quests from without were politely excused. The fowls in bondage of tying to the stake didn't see death but were luckily released to go in peace and that ended the celebration but not without the promise that the next year,s Easter will be celebratorily celebrated, when i erroneously believed the Chibok Girls must have been found. 

The next year Easter i referred to then is here with us . Welcome 2015 Easter! The girls have not been found, still in the thick forest of Sambisa they are in the leprosy hands of two legged stinking Hyenas. I bought nothing for the celebration of this day. The quests will hardly believe my explanation again for they hard almost forgotten until i reminded them.

 I moved round the neighbourhood and i discovered that most people have made it a past event issue that should be forgotten. People were dancing and singing- careless they were of these girls. Loudspeakers of Mosques and Churches were blaring loudly, yet i heard any prayer request on behalf of these girls. Bus drivers, Okada riders were making brisk business without any sober moment for these girls. Haba! Is this the stark reality of 'aye akamara' .

 Not here am to put any blame on Jonathan for buck passing is our age long pastime here. Am here to fathom why we are so self centred as a people. If we cannot go to Sambisa forest, can't we elect to cancel all festivities for the day and ask all our Churches and Mosques to support our soldiers at the war front in prayers for the release of these girls.

 As we are dancing, eating and drinking to our satisfaction, have we ever sat down and thought over the sad mood in the families of these girls? Have we ever thought of what might likely be happening to these girls? Are they still girls? Are they still all alive? Are they still maintaining their sanity? Who will bell the cat? Who will go to the Sambisa Forest for us?

 Is Sambisa Forest not becoming another Oke Langbodo or Igbo Irunmole to us? Where is our Akara Oogun? Where are our ogboju odes- yes our brave warriors? Why is everybody running away from the Sambisa Forest as if is not locateable? Can we found these girls through pointing the guns to the Sambisa Forest from the City of Maiduguri and its villages of hundreds of Km away? Is this how we will all forget these girl? I don't know, i don't know, this is an oddity i can't fathom.

 May the next Easter be a happy one-see you then....