I met you in a mission in South Sudan, we were neighbours, Aja walked to me shining my boots , he said "Hallo sister, how are you, you just reminded me of my youthful years", I looked up, smiled."Hallo to you", I said..me being a snob as I continued with my business.." I am Daniel, what is your name?", "Hadijah ", I said..
Daniel became our friend me and my roommate, he invited us to Nigerian Parties..
Daniel you were and still beautiful.
U warm hearts, my friend Obi always referred to you as "OGA".you made us look like we were lacking. U selflessly looked out for everyone especially Nigerians.
Many a times I could hear your name being mentioned by people , a reflection of a stong, brave courageous leader who understood things differently, from a perspective that not all of us were abundant in.
I know Nigeria has lost another SUN(SON), my only regret is that I ddnt get to spend more time with you...
I hoped that one day I'll get to see you in the highest command of Nigerian Army..but those r just hopes..
U r in a better place my friend, the angels are making a celebration since one of them joined them.
Thank you Daniel for the friendship, for the humour, kindness for being a definition of opposite, A brave, difficult commander yet so kind..
Until we meet again Friend..
Stay in light..
I wish heavens had visiting hours