Hey move!
A harsh voice screams.
The endless struggles which seemingly prove futile.
You are confused but yet you know exactly what you want and where you're going.
Move! let other people pass or else I'd move you!
The voice comes again.
You try to hasten your pace but your legs can't carry; they aren't used to such motion.
Your countenance changes. You're struggling to trudge ahead.
Pexel
You look above to observe the faces and no on, no one is smiling! Everyone is very angry and focused.
You feel a tap on your skin and you turn to look at who tapped you. Fine girl the person says with a smile on his face.
That is supposed to be a breakthrough but it's definitely coming from the wrong person.
You get angrier. Out of that atmosphere, if you're being called a fine girl, you'd feel complimented but no, that particular (fine girl) feels disrespectful.
You keep walking and trying to get a stand. You're being pushed from front, back, left and right.
You find a place to purchase what you want and then comes the sigh of relief.
You get what you came to buy and you make your return journey.
People coughing, sneezing, spitting and displaying all sorts of bad habits. You get disgusted but can't say a word because if you do, you would get castigated. You get pushed till you lose track of where you're going.
Pexel
You struggle, strive, endure, push, jump, curse inwardly and then you arrive at your exit. Doooooooooooh! It seems heaven's gates have just opened. You hurry and find a means to get back to your abode.
By now you must have guessed what I've been talking about. Yes! A typical African Market. It is characterized by discord, havoc, restlessness,crudness, wildness and few who display their manners.
If you walk in an African market without getting bumped into or brushed by other people, you definitely may have been floating. Discord is inevitable. It has become a normalcy. So all you have to do is brace up.
This is my entry to the pob-wotw.
Thanks for reading…
With love, wongi😊