Sô gbô?👂

This was his third time of applying for a US Visa. His two previous applications were rejected.  This time around he took his time, got some certifications and attached all.  He couldn't hold back tears,😢 when his application was rejected again. His two friends from medical school had theirs approved. He couldn't understand why his was different. He remembered that no one had successfully travelled out in his family. His two uncles also tried and failed in their attempt to travel out close to 4 times.  Will this be his fate too?😢 For a moment, he concluded that his family had been cursed by someone. He decided to try his best here in Naija after all home is home. He took up a role in a small private hospital not too far from his house. After 1 year, he moved to a bigger hospital with a better pay compared to his former place.  Right there in the city of Lagos, he paid for some highly rated medical grading courses online and also attended some physical workshops in his field.

I got the invitation for a job interview with a company in Lagos last year around June. The interview was scheduled for 11am.  I dressed up on the appointed day, packed my documents appropriately, prayed and left for the venue which is in the compound of the company. At 9am, I was at the gate. I greeted every person I saw on my way into the building. E get why!😷 There were about four persons who were seated in the reception room at the time. So, we exchanged greetings and hoped for the best. When it was 11am, the interview started as the first person was called in. So was the second, the third and the fourth. By 1:30pm, I was called in. My phone was already on silence but on record.  I needed to record the conversation so that I can go home and listen to how I responded to questions and identify areas I needed to improve on. Can we meet you? The Chief interviewer of four asked me. I responded to that and others calmly.😉 The last question was 'What are you bringing to the table as