where is orobo?
it has come to my notice that there's a missing persons alert has gone out for the location of orobo, orobo who is a seemingly gifted individual seems to have warmed the hearts of mechanics, danfo drivers and okada riders nationwide!
but the sad news is orobo seems to have gone missing over an alarming period of years and has not been located!
yet she remains alive in the hearts of all her fans nationwide, such that they reach out and call her name at random, each hoping they have finally located her...
more alarming is the fact that she must have looked exactly like me!!!
or a couple of other young gifted women nationwide....
if this seems to be the case when you are walking down the street then you know that you must join the nationwide search to avoid this case of mistaken identity...
as i walk down the street past a mechanic shop, two young fellas were staring...one discreetly coughed out the word...orobo while giving me a furtive glance, no im not her, you must be mistaken, i said with a smile....a case of mistaken identity...
as i go to the buspark, where different okada riders were parked i heard the name agan, orobo...i looked back to establish where the name had rung out from but they all looked away, slightly dissapointed im sure that they had not located thier semi godess...
who is orobo, i asked myself, and why on earth does she look like me?
as i tried to board a bus to the market, tejuosho i believe it is called, i heard the conductor go "orobo take am easy o"...i was getting preety frustrated at this point...i am not her! i cried out hoping to reassure him as he looked in my face...but all i got was a bewildered bland stare from him as if i had gone mad!
while in the bus, a young dirty looking man was about to join my seat and he said to me, orobo shift now...but im not her, i protested, i was tired of saying this already,
it looks like this Nigerian people really loved this girl...she must have been a superstar of some sort to be known far and wide by everyone...maybe a movie star even, i mused as my bus made it's way to the market...
when we got to tejuosho, thats another story entirely ill shaRE WITH YOU ANOTHER DAY...
the young men could not stop chanting and reaching for me, orobo come buy from me..they kept on reaching for me and pulling me towards thier stalls, orobo, orobo, orobo, they kept chanting, i decided at this point to keep smiling politely ....a little pretense to be this orobo fella, wont hurt would it?
i declined all thier ofers politely as i bought my african crafts and left the stall.
it was the same heroine worship as i made my way outta the market. orobo, u no go buy? orobo...orobo....it was then i decided to find out who this orobo is...but unfortunately google and alll other search engines weren't any help...
so im reaching out to all Nigerians who read this blog, who is orobo?
where can i find her?
i need to speak with her urgently......
posted by my cousin who visited naija ...true story...lol
