The day Mma Nasha crossed the bridge

The mood was jubilant and the morale among spectators was very high. The atmosphere was engulfed in excitement and it was all smiles among the thousands who thronged this annual event. As one would expect of our youth, most of them were intoxicated with and therefore could not shy away from exhibiting their “joy”.

The police were in charge of regulating traffic over the bridge as racing cars were cruising below it. The traffic had passed over the bridge unnoticed, albeit at a snail’s pace until Mma Nasha passed by. Unbeknownst to her, she had come to test her popularity. Her government issued black Mercedes Benz was thronged by multitudes, like they did to Jesus on his grand entrance to Jerusalem prior to his crucifixion. Like a pop star, she seemed to enjoy it and she beamed with smiles from ear to ear.