Everything happens for a reason. People say that, most times without giving any thought to it. I've heard it said that everything happens for a reason and that there are no coincidences in life but sometimes I wonder just how true this is.
This morning on Facebook someone's status was "These Law school people want to kill me. How can they post me to Yola campus". (I cannot understand why people are still being posted to Yola and Kano, especially when there aren't any particular security details put in place in the event of an attack, Kano Campus is NOT fenced, at least it wasn't when I was there, and there's nothing separating us from the village. From mami market you stroll right out to the main road; no fence, no barricade, nothing!), and I shook my head when I read all those "It's God's plan"/"it's ok dear, everything happens for a reason" comments.
It reminded me of when I got posted to Kano and I literally thought I would die. I remember checking my posting at a cyber cafe in Surulere and how I just started
howling crying right there and then when I saw that I was being sent to Kano. Shame nor even catch me, I was broken. I just could not believe it, I felt there must have been a mistake somewhere; I went back to that cyber cafe two more times that day to check if my posting had changed (LOL). You're given the option to make a choice in the order of preference, my first two choices were Abuja and Enugu, Kano and Lagos were last, so how did that happen?
Some people went to Abuja to have their posting changed and I was going to do just that when everybody started saying "Just leave it like that... You can never know why it happened... It's God's plan... Everything happens for a reason" and I listened to them and went to Kano amidst tears and fear.
And just allow me to say categorically that going to Kano law school was one of the WORST experiences of my life. I met the most horrible people there that have probably turned me against Ijaw people, girls particularly, for life. I met a guy whose lies set off a chain reaction of painful events. I made no friends, save one. The lecture hall was like a big village primary school classroom. There IS NO electricity, only at night from 7pm-12am. We shared out space with foot-long disgustingly flat millipedes, we shared our space with white termites and scorpions and on more than a few occasions I had small toads hopping around my room and my bed. The food was horrible and the people weren't friendly. For the life of me I still wonder why it happened, I still doubt that God had any special plan in sending me to Kano. Hell, when I remember how miserable I was, and how I started losing weight and missing lectures because of certain people, I wish I'd just gone to Abuja and changed my posting; taken things into my own hands instead of chalking it down to "God's plan". (And no, I don't believe that had I changed my posting and gone to another campus something bad would have happened to me, I actually think my life would have been much better).
But besides the whole unpleasant Law School experience I wonder, how much of what happens is really God's plan? How many things actually do really happen for a reason?
I ask this because I can think of so many things that have happened to me that happened for no reason whatsoever. Sometimes I'd spend a ton of money traveling to another state for an interview, I'd have to pay for a hotel room and the next day take a flight back and then get turned downed for the job, it's at times like that I ask so if everything happens for a reason, what was the reason for that?
So many things happen that just don't make sense, sometimes you lose something you treasure, somethings you're given something only to have it viciously snatched away, sometimes lives are lost, sometimes you invest your hard earned savings in something and lose it all, sometimes you meet someone that breaks you down and ruins your life, sometimes you get married only to get divorced... There are just so many things I can make no sense of. So when people say "Everything happens for a reason", I ask; does it really?
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