I remember when I was in Secondary school, we were having discussions that bothered on harden heart. My friend, Chidi Ebere said he got such a heart. I disagreed with him vehemently. He told me he can give a cut with his cutlass, I shrugged. Before I knew it, the guy landed a nice cut on my left elbow, and blood gushed out.

That indelible mark is still there oooo. Every time I saw that scar, I remember my friend, who is late.