Some days ago, someone asked when I think school would resume. I told him possibly between September and October, and he shouted.

Personally, I don’t think this pandemic would end anytime soon (being pessimistic so as not to my hopes high), and if it does anytime soon, I feel it would take some months before things stabilize back into normal.

Thinking about the things I would do when this pandemic ends, I don’t really have them all mapped out in my head, but I’m certain of some things I would probably take more importantly.

When this pandemic ends, I want to believe the world as a whole would get to place more values on things that truly matters, like adequate provision of health facilities.

That’s if my government in Nigeria would, that’s if we won’t continue to get deprived of things we should normally enjoy. On Twitter the other day, someone was praising the Lagos State Government, for the Gbagada Isolation Centre because they made it look like being in abroad.

I couldn’t blame the person, because we have been so long deprived of good basic amenities that whenever we see one; we consider it as a privilege.

During this pandemic, I have seen how valuable little gestures like handshakes and hugs are. As a guy, it’s common for us to always give out handshakes whenever we come into contact with our other male counterparts, or more in an official setting. Now it’s absurd to give anyone handshakes, because they won’t accept it as no one wants come into contact with the virus.

Sometimes, out of habit we grip the hand of the other person in handshake before we remember the times we are in. There is also the place of hugs, which are universally comforting, because it makes us feel good and it turns out that hugging is proven to make us healthier and happier.

So in a way, I would be intentionally giving more hugs to friends when all this ends.

I don’t have to wait for the pandemic to end before I do this: appreciating people more for who they are, and if possible, tell them how valuable they are to me, because I don’t know when last I would see them.

Yesterday, University of Ibadan community lost a gem, Ilepe Timileyin. I was not close to him, he was someone I knew and admired from a distance, my first contact with him was first at Winners Campus Fellowship and then, the Union of Campus journalist.

It was a big blow for me because he was just too young for death, but death knows nothing of such, because it’s no respecter of a person.

So many questions unanswered to why it happened. In all this I’m learning to choose be deliberate about living and not just existing, because we are all walking dead. Time bombs waiting to explode; our hours just detonate differently.

All in all, I choose to live when I have life, touching as many as I can in my own little way and breath, giving no chance to pressure of any kind.

I take solace in the word of the great artist Passengers: ‘’ don’t you cry for the lost, smile for the living, get what you need and give what you’re given. Life’s for the living so live it, or you are better off dead.’’

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