Be Humble Kings Ride In Tricycle Sometimes
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A Long Read That Will Change Your Mindsets
This post is based on my experiences twice last month.
One Thursday evening, I needed to rush out to somewhere close by to pick up a product from someone waiting. I needed to be there so fast, so Keke was the best option. I stopped a tricycle, and the first thing that caught my attention was the person driving it. The man looked so good, fine, and clean. His skin looked no different from the word “fresh.” Within me, I had this conviction that that was not an ordinary keke-rider; there was more.
We stopped at another junction and he picked up a lady. The lady was on a call and she kept using mean words to the person on the other side of the phone. When she ended the call and the rider asked where she was heading to, she rose her voice and scolding the driver if he never understood the sign she gave before she entered and the rider stayed quiet. At every spot when the rider got into a port hole, she blamed the driver for not knowing how to drive. Everyone inside the tricycle was irritated by her action, including the rider.
We got to another junction and the rider ordered her to get down and take another tricycle because he could no longer bare her attitude. When she alighted, the rider began to tell us that he does not own the tricycle, his driver does. He said he needed to stroll and he begged his driver to lend him the tricycle and that he have come to understand how people disrespect others because of what they do.
That experience thought me a lesson.
Secondly, I boarded a keke in an urban area in Abuja (the rich men resident). Around there almost everyone has a car, so if you’re using a tricycle it is a sign that you’re a visitor or a worker around there. I was sitting close to this lady who was a pack full of envelope, she looked like someone going for an interview or coming from an interview. We got conversing and truly she was returning from an interview, she didn’t get the job.
All of a sudden, the woman seated close to us got interested in our discussion. Asked the lady what she studied and the kind of job she was hoping to the get, when the lady mentioned, the woman gave her contact to the lady and told her she have a slot for her.
The woman made a call and asked her gateman to open up gate for her because she was not coming in with her car, when the gate man enquired, she said “I left it at the mechanic by the road for repairs”. Soon, the woman alighted in front of this mansion and you can tell that this was no common man.
These experiences taught me so much. Not every man who rides in a jeep is rich, he might just be a driver and not everyone who boards a public transport is poor, it is just a matter of choice. Learn not to treat people based on their carriage. Learn to talk to people humbly and responsibly. You might not find a king in his palace, you might just find him walking past your street, the kind of treatment you give him on the road will tell if you will ever get into his palace.
Not all kings appear in their royal apparel. So, learn to honor all men. The destiny helper you have been praying for might just be sitting close to you in that keke.
Stay humble!
Siri ❤️s You!!!
