Humans of Lagos Episode 28
This event occurred in my High school days;
During the after-school hours after a heavy downpour, my friends and I were walking home by the roadside; when a speeding car entered a pothole and splashed its mud on our white school uniforms.
We ran after the car, and because the road is not too good; we caught up with the driver. We descended on him, I slapped him and my friend punched him like a tall boxer would land heavy punches on a shorter boxer who won't close up space on the tall height boxer.
He apologized, he even gave us some amount of money to get new clothes; which we angrily collected from him.
Sixteen years later. A university graduate, mature and, successful Karate champion me emerged with the time.
I was driving along a school building when I accidentally entered a ditch. Before I could pull over to check the situation of my tire(tyre), four little high school rascals came to me giving me blows and flogging.
Immediately I flashed back to my own school days and remembered the incident where I beat a driver too.
Could this be KARMA? Hell no, I didn't mean to splashed water on this guys but since they called for war; I had no option.
I dodged their further punches, and packed them all; thanks to my martial art knowledge. I beat them like an hungry farmer would beat a stupid goat that ate his last supper. They begged and begged me but I was enjoying beating them. I asked them to gathered money for me before I could release them, and they did give me the money.
I am happy that I beat them and collected money from them, smart guys will always win.
"I don't believe in Karma, and I will never do."
During the after-school hours after a heavy downpour, my friends and I were walking home by the roadside; when a speeding car entered a pothole and splashed its mud on our white school uniforms.
We ran after the car, and because the road is not too good; we caught up with the driver. We descended on him, I slapped him and my friend punched him like a tall boxer would land heavy punches on a shorter boxer who won't close up space on the tall height boxer.
He apologized, he even gave us some amount of money to get new clothes; which we angrily collected from him.
Sixteen years later. A university graduate, mature and, successful Karate champion me emerged with the time.
I was driving along a school building when I accidentally entered a ditch. Before I could pull over to check the situation of my tire(tyre), four little high school rascals came to me giving me blows and flogging.
Immediately I flashed back to my own school days and remembered the incident where I beat a driver too.
Could this be KARMA? Hell no, I didn't mean to splashed water on this guys but since they called for war; I had no option.
I dodged their further punches, and packed them all; thanks to my martial art knowledge. I beat them like an hungry farmer would beat a stupid goat that ate his last supper. They begged and begged me but I was enjoying beating them. I asked them to gathered money for me before I could release them, and they did give me the money.
I am happy that I beat them and collected money from them, smart guys will always win.
"I don't believe in Karma, and I will never do."
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