The way we are preparing to celebrate 50 years of our independence, I want to be proved wrong that we are not seriously hoping that October 1, 2010 would be a destination, not a bus stop. A destination is the end of a journey.

“This day in question though, my wife agreed to go to the family function alone and I drove excitedly to my woman’s place. Our four-year old son would be away at play school, so I was really looking forward to a relaxed afternoon. When I got to her place, I was surprised her door was opened. So I went in, bounded up he stairs to her bedroom and opened the door.

For the sake of those who might not be familiar with the way trouble started let me quickly summarise. Mrs Jonathan was a guest of the people of Okrika because she is (emphasis mine because this has an important bearing on the case) an indigene of Okrika. As protocol, or “apple polishing”, demanded, the Governor accompanied her and even planned a dinner for her after the visit to Okrika.

As a child, I thought I would become a singer or dancer because I love to dance and sing a lot. I have always had a flair for show biz.

In Luke 10:5 when Jesus sent out his disciples two by two, He told them that whatever house they enter, they must first say ‘peace to this house’. This brings my thought to family violence. How many homes experience peace?