There is hardly anyone who has traveled with any of the local flights on more than ten occasions who does not have some harrowing experiences to recount. I have lost count of how many times I have found myself in the midst of crying, praying, and, screaming passengers inside a plane which had developed some mechanical fault or the other.

That is the first line in the chorus of a popular tune which says, “ One day, One day, One day e go better for me, I go get money, I go get pikin, I know one day, one day, one day e go better”. That is the constant and unshakeable prayer on the lips of most Nigerians these days. That is my fervent prayer; that one day, indeed, there will be a turn around.

HEADS definitely need to roll in the Nigerian aviation industry, in the wake of the Dana airline disaster – the deadliest in our entire aviation history.

I WAS taken aback a bit, saddened but not depressed, when one of those commenting on my last week`s article on Who Will Save Nigeria wrote bluntly, `Nigeria is cursed with oil` and `No One Can Save Nigeria`. I must confess that my acquaintances with `CURSE` of any kind would be through reading books on witches in Medieval Europe and that witches would curse their tormentors.

THIS has been a very sad month for me. First I lost two people – a friend and an in-law – in the Dana plane crash. Then, last weekend, Angela Onyeador, a wonderful vibrant woman I’ve known since I was born, quietly passed away in an American hospital after a protracted illness.