Sequel to the one I wrote in the morning, here’s
another one. Some words are used very loosely; for example, brother, sister,
friend, etc. The fact is: not everyone is your brother or sister or friend. It
will be a great thing if that was possible, but the reality is that it’s not
possible. The dictionary has a specific and restricted definition of ‘brother,’
‘sister,’ and ‘friend.’ Anyways, that is beside the point. The story goes like
this:
A man heard that his rich and wealthy neighbour who
has been sick and flown abroad is late. He decided to pay a condolence visit to
the man’s relatives. When he got to the rich man’s house, to his surprise, no
one was at home except the lonely gatekeeper. Well, instead of just returning
home, he decided to stay for a bit and chat with the gatekeeper. While there,
three Jeep cars pulled up to the house. They asked about the whereabouts of
those in the residence. The neighbourly guy who was visiting was interested in
the visitors: men with dark corporate suits. He thought they brought some
goodies and why lose out of the deal.
“Well, the others are not around, but the late Chief
is my ‘brother.’ If you have any message or things to drop, I’ll make sure the
others know about it.”
The men said, while flashing their badges: “We are
members of EFCC (Economic and Financial Crimes Commission). We are here to take
over this property and to arrest some members of the family who connived with
the Chief in committing grave financial crimes. Sir, you have to come with us.”
The brotherly neighbour replied: “Actually… Actually…
I’m not his brother. I’m just the neighbour. I live down the street. Ask the
gateman, please.”
Uhmmm… When all is good, ‘he’s my brother; she’s my
sister; he’s my friend’ with no definition! But when things go south, ‘actually…
actually, he’s not really my brother; see, his maternal grandfather and my
paternal grandmother are from the same village.’ Yeah, when things go bad, the
terms ‘brother,’ ‘sister,’ ‘friend’ would be well defined. ‘We were not really
friends. We just lived in the same neighbourhood and went to the same school.’
It’s all good. We know every.
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