Done and Dusted.

Onto The next.

How the journey started around this particular time last year, preparing and yet contemplating on how the national youth services would look like, I prayer fervently for strength and grace. That prayers was my back bone.

I was privileged to intertwined with beautiful souls, wonderful colleagues, a family called Marshall bands, because I'm into the music world also. How funny it was when I registered not that ready for it because of some financial difficulties, but in the other hand I had waited for two years so I just had to do it once and for all.

Like I said there's no step towards success that prayers and dedication isn't involved. I took those steps and handed it all on God and myself.
When I came to jos at first I was very surprised with the high rate of cold weather, like it wasn't part of Nigeria, NYSC you did this one!. But gradually I became accustom with the weather and how chilled and relaxing it was for my health and body.

I really enjoyed my service year, I meet great minds (people), some taught me vital life's changing lessons, either financially or technically. This is the state I came and met some people who introduced me to hive blockchain and nurtured me through the beginning phase. How thankful I am for this exposure.

The memories I gathered through out this one years service period won't be forgotten on a very long time, though I'm not the type that easily forget events so easy.

How funny it is that the solfa notations on songs of the Marshall band Community development service group I join from camp still leave rent free in my head, especially when I'm taking my bath I just randomly sings them aloud. Oh! I will really miss that group though to some extent I wasn't that punctual like I use to, but that aside, I'm grateful for me meeting that set of lovely people.

To my primary place of assignment, ( PPA) this is another place where I made valuable friendship, both males and females, every information about land procurement and land surveys I was taught and briefed by my colleagues very well, like as if we knew each other from somewhere before meeting in Jos plateau state. The memory of ministry of land, survey and planning won't go, it has started living rent free in my head.

This was where I had that slightest privileged to see the governor of Plateau state (his Excellency Barrister Mutwang Peter Caleb) for the first time.

Serving in the ministry, I had another privilege of visiting the government house twice for some important file (documents) procurement.

Then finally to the individual friend's I made or we crossed parts, I just can't mention their names but I have save this memories already, they made this one year marvelous and worth something valuable. To some people this service period was terrible for them or bored through out. But on the long run I knew it was a matter of choice, so I made sure any stage or phase of life I am in,
I just don't waste it. I plan, arrange and execute for progress and impacts.

That's why introverted life isn't just my thing. Not that you mist be lousy or noisy but try to associate reasonably.

Shout out to all ex corps reading things and yet to be a corper, yours will be special just like mine.
Under the rain, under the sun!.
All images are mine.