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My Enugu 042 story began on 10th March 2010; a first year Architecture student in UNEC.
I witnessed the roadside performances of the then Kegites in school at Manuwa bus stop.
The bass hums of the Udu as the drummer struck it, the smell of palm wine and the young men gyrating their waist, as they sang with their croaked voices.
The Abacha woman by the ICT centre, the 3 for N50 Okpa and coke for breakfast brought to you by hostel vendors, the beans with ukpaka and roasted plantain spot in front of Lady Ibiam hostel.
By the time I was graduating, I didn’t want to leave the town.
When I started working, I found the Awgbugbu hotspot. A plate of Achicha, eaten at 2pm every working day, washed down with any drink, gave life to office days.
I have moved from UNEC hostel to Nza street, to Trans-Ekulu, to Maryland and I keep moving still within 042.
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During my IT in 3rd year, I stayed with a family where I looked forward to Monday lunch of Ebiriebi. I also ate Otipiri; Nsukka brethren get food.
Shall we talk about the Ogene music? I can’t dance to save my life, but you must move your body when the ekwe, udu, igba, okike, ikoro, ichaka, ogene and oja starts talking.
So, to the one who expects me to japa, what’s strange?
What’s wrong about me not desiring to move out of 042 in search of greener pastures, when people are pursuing work from home?
See, this city tells a story of survival, the centenary history and the ease of doing business.
So, I expect you to treat my choice to stay here with some respect.
Every day, I wake up to work and create the kind of life that I want, so pardon me, if my lifestyle doesn’t soothe you.
You see this state I call a home, it’s a beautiful sight to behold.
How I stroll out at night in the streets of 042, feeling safe, maka na Enugu bu oka mma na abani (Enugu is beautiful at night).
See, I live on a coal city state of mind. The transportation network is connected properly, the hustler is going about their business without strife.
The Abacha spot at New Berries Park, keeps calling my name; the thrill of watching the male performer on yellow overalls, with a big pillow for bumbum, dangling his waist, is one highlight of oringo evenings.
Juo ese, Enugu adi azu ndi mgbu (Ask questions, Enugu does not birth losers).
Zoro was right in the things he listed about 042. He sang.
One, otu, I rep 042.
Two, abuo, ndi mgbu sie ebea puo (losers should get out).
Three, ato, men nwegodili akpo (her people are strong-willed).
Maka four, ano, umu nwa bucha pino pino (her girls are beautiful).
I will not be ashamed nor refrain from saying that I’m from Enugu state; for there is no dignity in denying my identity.
So, to the one who expects me to japa, where are you from?
It’s about time you experienced Enugu.
Starting with her music.
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