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The Mona Lisa

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Where am I? That was the first question that came into my mind as consciousness gripped me. Nothing can be heard in the distance except the air as it blows in my face. Looking back, I see a pathway and the pathway leads to a stream which went as far as my eyes could see, fading into the blur of distance. The stream flows silently and peacefully. The water, reflecting the cloud on its surface in the absence of the sun were blue.

Lagos

There are three types of people in the rush of a metropolitan city; Those who look like they have somewhere to be; Those who act like they have somewhere to be and; Those who have somewhere to be.