What sticks to memory was how Nigerians at the last minute were boxed into a corner by people incapable of representing them; people who constantly swayed the rule of law to directions that best suited them.
But I don’t think we failed. I think Jan 2012 gave us the opportunity to see that underneath it all, we are one Nigeria. For years, we had been divided along our ethnic and cultural line. And by our division we were held hostage by our leaders who continually fuelled it, to benefit from the chaos; which they have.
In all honesty, I am not yet hopeful in the power of our electorate to deliver the candidate we desire in 2015; NO. We still have a long way to go.
But what I am confident about is the birth of a new Nigerian who will not sell his birthright for a morsel of meat. A breed of men and women who (for the first time in our history) are breaking the shackles and bondages put in place by culture and religion; a new breed of Nigerians who boldly question the status quo in a quest to understand their reality.
We might not see a free Nigeria in our lifetime. But as we dare, we steer up the consciousness of our oppressors to feel that we matter and create the opportunity for change, even if it is by the hands of our children.
One day, it might be next week, it might be in ten years’ time, a time like this time will come when Nigeria will be ready for freedom.