What I see.
I see an old man enjoying what we call culture. As it is defined as the total way of peoples life.
What I feel.
The smile on the old man's face can tell clearly that he is enjoying himself and joy is derived from word enjoyment, something that everyone will always like to participate in, I feel the joy overflowing as the sound of cultural instruments and songs from people keeps the place alive.
The story.
Baba Ali an old old man never plays with festive periods in his home town.
It is a festival that happens annually with so many exciting moments that one will not want to miss for any reason.
Baba Ali always keeps at heart every year's annual celebration and so he always make provision in regards to that since he stays far from his home town there is need for him to provide for his feeding, accommodation, buying off some of the latest costumes that will be sold and still keep extra money for other merriment.
Yes, it was yet another year and Baba Ali was all set to travel down to his hometown.
He got to the park where he boarded a bus heading to his village. It's a 12hrs journey. At first, the bus was very fast not until they travel for 5hrs and the bus developed a problem, that was almost at the middle of the trip.
Baba Ali was disappointed but had nothing to do than wait patiently until the bus is fixed. It looked like a minor case. But it became more serious when Baba discovered the bus will not be fixed on time and Baba was anxious because he never wanted to miss any part of the carnival.
It became even more problematic when Baba saw that it was taking even longer than it should take.
And the night was fast falling. The bus couldn't be fixed that day so the passengers all spent the night on the road until the next morning when they later got a good car mechanic who tried to fix the bus but then it took longer than even expected, and after many trials and error the bus got fixed but at a late hour and they kicked off again but this time the bus was not as fast as it was when the journey started.
It was too slow but steady Baba never liked it but still had nothing to do he was already one day late as the Carnival happens just for three days.
Finally, the bus arrived at Baba Ali's town at a very ungodly hour but the carnival will not allow you to know how late it is because the number of people on street was too much and after a long time. Baba Finally smiled knowing fully well that he has arrived he almost lost hope thinking he will not make it as it was already day 2 of the carnival.
Although it almost look like the worst trip ever Baba was still happy he finally made it.