The very first clear sensation Kumbi could discern with the pounding in his head and through the haziness of thoughts, was the panic enveloping his heart. There was also an eerie dread running through his spine. He couldn’t seem to piece his thoughts together. The next thing he felt was the urgent message his bladder was sending his brain. Reluctantly, he opened his eyes and staggered to the bathroom to ease himself. There, he decided to bathe in order to become alert and start the day fully; so he turned on the shower. As oppose to some, cold water had always offered Kumbi comfort as his body temperature is above that of an average person. Some of his friends tease him by calling him wèrèwolf (which means a mad wolf or simply put – weirdo). As the chilly water blast over his naked body, he stretched his arm to reach for his sponge where he hangs it. As if on cue, a sharp pain surged through his arm and whole body like a thousand needles and jolted his memory.
Kumbi had journey from Ibadan to Lagos and back the day before for a gig. He had carefully package his guitar and set out for a surprise performance for his client’s (Rachael) mother. It was her sixtieth birthday. As providence would have it, he got to the venue right on time and the whole thing went real well. The celebrant was so glad that she gave him a fat tip that almost top his payment. He was then spoilt with the famous Calaber people delicacy; Edikaikong and pounded yam. It was a fantastic experience and of now, the best of his gigs yet.
Kumbi has always been a pessimist at heart; in fact one of his favourite quotes of all time is that ‘all of life is a near death experience or death itself’. It would interest you to know that he had several years back taken out time to analyse the safest place to sit in a bus: the front of the bus is vulnerable in a head-on collision. The rear is vulnerable in a rear end collision. Sitting at the middle on the same side of oncoming traffic carries the risk of a collision with an oncoming vehicle.
So, he ensures he sits in the middle, of the aisle seat on the side opposite of oncoming traffic. This time however, he was sitting on the front seat on the side of an oncoming traffic. The merry of the party had made him stay later than he should have and he just had to make do with the available seat in the bus to journey back home.
Have you heard of the quote that the universe responds to your frequency?
“The universe responds to your frequency. If you are vibrating in the frequency of fear, guilt or shame, you are going to attract things of a similar vibration to support that frequency. If you are vibrating in the frequency of love, joy and abundance, you are going to attract things that support that frequency as well.”
As Kumbi was thinking about the people that would probably not light candles at his wake should he die on the road that evening, the bus entered into a pothole covered with muddy water. And as the driver tried to manoeuvre his way out of the ditch, he lost control of the wheel; causing the bus to roll into a reggae like summersault. Luckily, all the passengers made it out of the bus alive before the bus caught fire. It was during that struggle he twisted his arms and one or two other things.