By Uju Mbanusi
FORTY-FIVE year old David Adebalogun, was popularly known as oba, meaning king in English language. He was called oba because he was considered the best well driller in and around Abule-Egba area of Lagos, a means he used to fend for his family until the unexpected happened recently.
Aside being very good at his job, his charges were also considered reasonable, compared to his contemporaries elsewhere.
Tragedy however, struck after he was hired to drill a well in a compound located on Olorunda Street, around Ilesha Giwa area of Abule Egba, only to die inside.
There were however indication that the late oba was sent to an early grave following alleged carelessness on the part of his co-drillers.
Eye witnesses said on that fateful day, Oba, came out of the well to pick some instrument, including the pumping machine. However, as he made to descend the well to continue with the unfinished business, he fell right inside, with the devastating impact of the pumping machine he was to take in, landing on his head.
Amidst the confusion, his colleagues tried to draw oba out with the loose end of a rope that was round his waist, only to discover that the loose end was not properly clipped to a metal. An eye witness disclosed that the impact of the plunge even broke the wooden pillars where the rope that was fastened to oba’s waist was supposed to be clipped to.
When Crime Alert visited oba’s widow at her 11 Bolorunduro Street, she was yet to come to terms with the reality of her husband’s demise,describing it as the worst calamity that had befallen her.
Recalling how her husband left home that fateful day without the slightest inkling that was the last time she would see him alive, she said: “ he woke up that morning complaining that he was financially handicapped and that he needed to raise some money to enable him take care of some responsibilities at home. I gave him N2,000 to hold before leaving the house for the market, unknown to me that I would never see my husband alive again.
I received the first phone call that changed the entire course of the day at about 1pm, from a woman who lives few buildings away from me. She told me to leave whatever I was doing and rush home that my husband was involved in a fatal accident. I begged her to help me take him to the hospital. Immediately I finished with her, another call came in. this time around , it was neighbour, who bluntly told me that my husband was dead.
At that moment, my world stood still and I passed out”, she said, with tears streaming down her cheeks. Although the remains of the Ondo state-born had been buried, his widow lamented that his demise had saddled her with the responsibility of catering for their children alone, a responsibility she said was burdensome for both of them,wondering how she would start from where her husband stopped.