TRIBUTE TO MY DEAR FRIEND, EBENEZER AKINBOBOLA

Dear Uncle Ebenz,

The minutes, hours and days of your absence have crawled into weeks. Yes, fourteen long days!

It is beginning to dawn on me that no one would call me Roger Becca and Nike, Anikkyshaya Omoge again. It’s been so long a period without you, and a lot has happened. The tears have not stopped neither have the heartaches.

I now have answers to the one question you keep asking me. I am ready to reply now, but you aren’t here to listen.

You accused me of not coming upstairs to see you during the week. Now, I don’t mind coming over every hour.  If I come, will I see you and, not meet an empty seat?

And the tasks reminders on your table, what is to be done now? …

Uncle Ebenz, at your demise, the world unanimously remarked that you were a nice buddy. Your dedication to work, simplicity, humility and ability to let go amazes me a lot. You hated publicity and show off. But your striking personality is a thing to show off.

I miss your indepth analysis of Nigerian Politics and Celebrity Issues.

Little did I know that the zero coke you gave me on Friday, July 9^th was a parting gift! 

I have still not drunk it.

Could this be goodbye for real?

I will miss you.

Becca

(Yes, I prefer to remain Becca if I won’t hear you call me Roger Becca anymore)