26 March, 2008

Umaru Sitta Turay, Freetown

My Experience with my Demonic Minister Friend

I am Umaru Sitta Turay. That name can not be changed by any other person now; not even my parents. I am the only person that has the right to change my name. I just want to emphasize that, it is only me that has the right to choose what I want. There is no human being on this earth that can force me to do things I do not want to do. There are some friends though, that will want to force their ideology on others. Lack of understanding and proper education lead these kinds of people to start thinking domineering.

I had a bad old friendship; a friendship that is dying because of selfishness, egotism and a senseless urge for money and power. Sometime ago, that is when things were rough with one of my friends that is being referred to in this piece as the Demonic Minister; my task has been to reform this Devil Minister from his bad status to a sober and determined one. My task entails counselling, skills teaching, providing strategies, and advising on life pattern and most of all, the extroverted political adviser.  

A few months ago, I was his contact person; I was the truth to his natural existence on planet earth. That was the time when this Demonic Minister was in the middle of controversies and everybody desolate him. I stood firm beside him and gave him courage. I advised him always to change his pattern of operations. I knew the dangers behind the close relationship but I took up the risk and served like a Peace Escort to him (Peace Escort is a person that is always present where a person’s life is being threatened to avoid persecution). He was confident that my presence will serve as a deterrent for politicians to harm him. So, he clinged onto me as his only saviour and for that reason confided in me. Every other person in our friendship ring believes that I am the only person that knows this Devil Minister more that anyone of them. Usually, when I refer to him as a very contemptible, vile short fellow, strong smelling fraudster and the man who embezzles contract monies; most of the friends do agree with me. None of the friends will challenge the description I always make of him. I was like a reference to his being. At a time, I knew it is very humiliating to make him my intimate friend but for the sake of humanity and as my father always tell me; if God has planted a lily in a cesspit, one must stop up ones nose and go down. That was what I did. I held up my nose for the disgusting odour of juju liquids that are always glued up by this Demonic Minister. It was just to save him and help him achieve what he is enjoying today. For every other person in that friendship ring; it was shameful to walk and work besides him because he has politically smelled worse than the tar and pickled fish. 

Truly, at a time, the thought crossed my mind of parting with him but I knew that will open the way for his prosecution.  Humanitarian reasons and sympathy filled my heart at that moment and I decided to change and stayed with this evil hearted Minister. I was oblivious of the reality of this young man. I never thought he will think evil of me. The worst is that; I never imagined that his devil will call me on the phone for advice and go ahead to record our conversation and want to turn that into a criminal act. I am not able to get over the surprise packet of evil from this devilish lad. It wasn’t a strange thing for his former wife that called me after the incident. She told me that this Demon can do worse than he did to me. She narrated several things to me on that international telephone call.  I told the woman that, it wasn’t a strange thing to me when he called to ask for advice but, I continued to tell the woman, that something struck me during the discussion and I felt it is surrounded with a gloomy atmosphere that prompted me to be very cautious. I gave him the true side of the whole thing according to what I perceived to be the reality. I did it with honesty because I was wishing him to make his mark in the region as far as politics is concerned.

When I understood that this Demon was not planning any other thing but my molestation, it pissed me off. In a kind of way, he wanted to make Sierra Leone know that he has succeeded in molesting a senior person. A person he regards as his mentor. If anyone told me before the incident that this evil man was preparing to jail me, I would vigorously deny. This is the reason my grandfather always says to me that, one will not know the true side of his friend until it reaches a time to struggle for Power and Money. Power has made this lad to be foolish.  He is doing things the way he thinks he should be doing it. He is not like a normal person these days.

One of the friends in our friendship ring told me that, this Demon never expected to be a Minister in this country that is the reason he is behaving erratically. A man that is not used to eating a leg of a delicious chicken will be totally confused and not know where to start if given a whole chicken to eat. 

I was born in December and my horoscope always tells me that, the people I consider to be my bosom are the ones that wish evil for me. I do not trust in those things but in recent times, I have been coming close to believing them. There are so many incidents that tell me there is some truth in those predictions I can’t imagine the person I have made several sacrifices for will turn to be my severe enemy. Demonic Minister must know that, I am always the man he knows to be strong and honest. I believe in doing things honestly and leave the rest with God. Trying to destroy me will not work. God is on my side. I believe that everything will normalize very soon. If you think you’ll pay me this way, just go ahead, the praise singers will praise the victor in the end.

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