Tuesday, 26 April 2011
IN tHe mouTh oF a soLdieR
"the mere words that we utter,become brave in the mouth of a soldier"
This is excerpted from my latest lyrics to an album am writing entitled "POoRLiTics" The 6th of April marked a day i’ll live to remember for the rest of my life.It was the day my older brother (Agent Ace Airman of the Aerospace Academy as i call him) passed out of the Nigerian Defence Academy.He’d joined the short service air force team late last year to serve this country in the best way possible,by making the sincere vow of a patriotic soldier.The nine months weren’t easy to say the least but they were worth it according to him.And as every soldier would say “you could never know what our lives are like in this place until you join us” despite the jungle episodes and wild adventures,he held on to the rope tightly and never let go.An experience he’ll never forget indeed.It’s like we watched the sessions through his “army” eyes until the final moment which is what we came to celebrate today.We woke up early to catch breakfast and head to the new site at Airport Road in our convoy of six cars.We got there and trekked for a couple of minutes from the parking lot before reaching the parade ground where the occasion had already started.The seats were already taken of course so we had to find another option.We split into groups as the elders took the straight path while we climbed to the top of the staircase where we caught a fairly nice view from above.We stood there for almost three hours until our feet started aching.Shortly after that,the special guests arrived one after the other and the parade commenced.It was uniform and spectacular,something truly admirable and worth waiting for.I zoomed the camera each time the officers marched towards us to get a snapshot of my brother.After the parade,it was time to leave the ground and head to the old site where pictures would be taken.We got there,visited his room and shared jokes with his friends.As soon as we were done snapping the pictures,it was time to go home and relax.Yes,i know i saw for myself today,what a P.O.P was like.Congratulations to Flying Officer MI Mahmood,you have made your family and your country Nigeria very proud.Goodluck in all your endeavours and make sure you fly with caution.Avoid unnecessary stunts in the air and steer clear of the Bermuda triangle.
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