Wed. Nov 20th, 2019

Part one of the SYNOPSIS ‘What a Billionaire Told a Poor Man’

Part one of the SYNOPSIS ‘What a Billionaire Told a Poor Man’ John is a Nigerian. At 23 years of age, he graduated from one of the Nigerian universities. His father died when he was 10 years old. His mother saw him through school. During his National Youth Service Corps, his mother died mysteriously. Broken-hearted, he rushed home from Kastina to perform the burial rites. Money was alien to him as the Nigerian government was owing corpers three months’ allowance arrears. Assisted by his friends and the maternal uncles, everything barely went well.
His mother was the third wife, and immediately after the burial, hostilities were unleashed against him. The environment was negatively charged. Being the only son, the other wives and half-brothers/sisters wanted him out of the way because of inheritance. His father was rich in real estate and nobody wanted him to partake in the sharing. Unfortunately, there was no Will to protect him. When hostilities reached a fever pitch, John had to leave the village to seek for greener pastures. He ran to his maternal uncle, who raised him some money to travel to any city of his choice.



John is a Nigerian. At 23 years of age, he graduated from one of the Nigerian universities. His father died when he was 10 years old. His mother saw him through school. During his National Youth Service Corps, his mother died mysteriously. Broken-hearted, he rushed home from Kastina to perform the burial rites. Money was alien to him as the Nigerian government was owing corpers three months’ allowance arrears. Assisted by his friends and the maternal uncles, everything barely went well.
His mother was the third wife, and immediately after the burial, hostilities were unleashed against him. The environment was negatively charged. Being the only son, the other wives and half-brothers/sisters wanted him out of the way because of inheritance. His father was rich in real estate and nobody wanted him to partake in the sharing. Unfortunately, there was no Will to protect him. When hostilities reached a fever pitch, John had to leave the village to seek for greener pastures. He ran to his maternal uncle, who raised him some money to travel to any city of his choice.



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Armed with some cash, he chose Lagos, which he has been told by some ‘Eko’ inhabitants as a land of possibilities.
On that fateful day, September 25, 2005, he set forth. Against paying for a full seat, he opted for an attachment and stood for over 11 hours that the journey lasted.
Hungry, tired and with swollen legs, John does not know any place to go to as the luxury bus announced the final bus stop at Jibowu-Yaba, Lagos. He slept in the park not knowing where the journey of life will take him to. Gazing to nowhere in particular and enveloped in deep thoughts, he murmured some prayers to his God and waited for mother luck to prove herself.
Hours passed and around 11 am the next day, he strolled to buy some food, lo and behold, he saw his classmate Ambrose, he helped with some assignments during their undergraduate days.
Ambrose was happy to see his friend who was the best in the class. Many relied on John to solve complex mathematical assignments.
John is gifted and solved algebraic equations just as a hot knife handles butter. He was liked by both lecturers and students.
He was heading to a first-class when his mother could not pay his school fees on time and he emerged with a second class upper division.
Ambrose wanted a way to pay back, and after some exchange of pleasantries, Ambrose took his friend home. His parents were happy at least for the first time, Ambrose has brought somebody home as his friend. They welcomed him with open hands.
Everything went well. John was happy. There were food and a constant supply of electricity.
Three months after, Ambrose’s cousin, Stephen visited, and that was not the first time he was visiting Ambrose in Lagos. Stephen was on the rough side of life and a cultist while at the university.
Ambrose parents never knew much about Stephen, but Ambrose knows that his cousin was not a gentleman, and he dares not tell them. Stephen was a chain smoker, gambler and a regular consumer of alcohol.
One day, like all left house for a church programme, Stephen pretended that he forgot something at home. He came back to the house, opened Ambrose father’s room, ransacked everywhere and stole $1000 dollars from the wardrobe.
Quickly, he returned to the church and sat like a newly beatified saint. One week after, Ambrose’s father declared the money missing. Everywhere was searched to no avail.
Ambrose’s mother called him privately if he trusts his friend. He assured her that John was above board and cannot descend to the low level of stealing. Worst still, this was the first time money was missing in the house, and that was not the first time that Stephen has ever come visiting as well.
It was not hard arithmetic to conclude that John might be the culprit. John was called in by the entire family after dinner. He was interrogated. He denied knowledge of the missing money. As the only stranger in the house, he was accused of stealing the money.
The next day, he was asked to leave as the family would not harbour a ‘thief’. With the worn-out bag, he came with, John left the house in tears. Where he was going, he did not know, but he had to go.
Ambrose cried profusely knowing fully well that his friend could not have stolen the money, but Stephen was likely to have committed the crime. And there was no evidence to nail Stephen.
Ambrose did not eat well in the preceding days as he grieved for the ejection of his good friend.



John became a wanderer…………
to be continued……..

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