Right then and there I recall that he was because of movement to Nigeria for an authority visit yet it was supposed it was a ploy to see the well known Prophet T.B. Joshua, his profound dad.
I accepted however respectable as he might have been, he could never deceive his dear country so I promptly rubbished the naysayers reports. After all he had sufficient strength for the past, the present and the future, and his victorious arrival back to Ghana after his clinical survey abroad was an indication of triumph! My heart jumped for bliss when at the air terminal he ran, and bittersweet tears happiness gushed down my eyes and obviously that of millions to see the President back and fit.
On that day when he showed up back home in the midst of such countless tales that he was seriously sick, my heart dissolved in grave applause when he talked, however the naysayers said he was nasal to my extraordinary consternation.
Once more my ears heard what my spirit longed for as his helpers and priests repeated the sweet ensemble - "the president is exceptionally fit".
I accepted them since they generally came clean as they swore paradise and earth on TV and radio broadcasts to demonstrate our chief was well and frequently alluded to the minutes he represented hours when he generally met the press.
I accepted them since they generally roared reality, demonstrating the 'blessed' president was never out of commission as conjectured by the supposed naysayers. To be sure the law of karma appeared to be exceptionally successful in those days as driving figures of the resistance continued to color at whatever point such bits of gossip about the soundness of the president turned into a moving subject.
I accepted them since they were brought into the world for reality and had a feeling of prescience since they precisely anticipated the consistently famous president probably won't be available on crusade grounds. They focused on that regardless of whether it became important for him to be available on crusade stages he would just be waving to the cheering group and not even annoyance to talk. Yet, unfortunately they never let us know he will be missing a direct result of death and will be hauled through the roads in a casket to the perspective on moaning swarm and be deserted in a spot called Asomdwee Park!
So on that portentous Tuesday when it was again reputed the president was gone, I snickered inside and resoundingly, ate my dinner, reviled the doubters and anticipated that one should kick the bucket. The talk repeated, the weather conditions abruptly became dull and the essences of individuals appeared to be sad yet I stayed confident.
How should an entire president who had his birthday just three days prior bite the dust with no reason? How should a man due for Nigeria simply pass on? I perseveringly contended for my situation and trusted that reality representatives will upbraid the talk for the last time.
I checked the radio broadcasts however I could hear just requiems. My heart began pounding. The TV stations were clear and maybe everyone was reluctant about the possibility of talking. I persevered in my obstinate expectation that the news was phony however toward the end my lively face cleared a path for a distressed state of mind. I shuddered and surge of detaches burst from my eyes when GTV at last affirmed the horrible news.
It was a forlorn miserable evening. I saw resilient men shake their heads in extraordinary doubt and wet their garments with tears. I saw ladies howling like they lost a lone kid. Eyes were truly red as blood for honorable Mills who made Dr. Mrs. Naadu a widow in only one day.
Days have passed and brought forth weeks, months and presently 10 years after the blackest day yet I actually can't help thinking about why my legend's death actually has so many paranoid fears thus numerous unanswered inquiries. Why they admitted he was wiped out after his end yet demanded he was exceptionally fit when he lived? Why an entire president send a sibling to purchase a cervical collar from a neighborhood drug store rather than master's consideration? Why it was monstrous stroke when he had the option to lift his hands and commit his spirit under the control of God? Did the media have a clue when they continually asked specialists in the news with regards to what will occur at the unexpected death of a president? Why even the quietness of the extraordinary tree that birthed it's most lifted up child when he passed on in contention? Was it maternity or emergency vehicle with no official escorts?
The inquiries rage on yet am don't know there could at any point be any reasonable responses, after all I concur with Ralph Waldo when he said, "The mystery is the solution to everything that has been, all that is, and everything that will at any point be." However, there are a few things I know and these are what for life I will recall; Just one day an extraordinary pioneer traveled to the producer without bidding farewell. Only one day another pioneer was sworn into office at night of a troubled cold Tuesday. Only one day there was no more dad for all and it was red and dark everywhere, lastly in only one day there was not any more the Yutong transport driver who tended to his travelers as "my family". Rest well our dear President Atta Mills. Aliu Mahama, Amissah Arthur, Kofi Annan and your own J.J. Rawlings however our own Papa J are undeniably joined with you in death inside this long time of your tenth commemoration. We beyond all doubt miss all of you. Perpetually in our souls.
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