the story of decisions
We were default on the balcony rail. We always bent over it to talk about yesterdays and tomorrows. The house belonged to a lifetime family of friends. We met every once a while when he came to town. It was 1998. He was 24 and I was 19.
- Dotun But I keep saying it. Loving you this much is unlike the cousins we’ve always been. Nothing’s changed about you when it comes to their honest opinion and your grades. Please stay true to the promise. Industrial Chemistry is just a few months away. My fiancee and I made a solid convo of it. I’ll be back to take you away to live with me until you’re ready for college.
- Jimi I easily understand why you’re doing it. Whatever I’m going to miss around here, there’s a lot we need to catch up on planes without pilots. And my dad’s not surprised you could make variety bombs. I know you told me not to tell anyone. But that was my bargain to get him to let go of you over grandpa’s bed.
- Dotun I believe it worked out fine. He called me D.O. Dot again with that long smile the last time I saw him!
- Jimi It doesn’t look like you’re headed for the chalkboard after graduation. Some mother’s son in this family is already fairing well in that direction. What’s the plan?
- Dotun Go back to Uthman Dan Fodio in the next fortnight. Gather my affairs at the faculty and bid a hard goodbye to my professors. It’s just a year of service afterwards. It’s elegantly noble like I told you, but I won’t make a living from teaching. I’d rather do that for free, always. Trust me I’ll find another noble thing to do that writes my name in the sands of time.
- How do you relate a commercial vehicle’s lifecycle to the probability of an accident event; and then determine the adequate frame of mind per certain distance for a commercial vehicle driver billed to transport passengers?
- How can you assure effective and affordable evacuation and healthcare services when accidents become inevitable; and then effciently keep and retrieve medical records of accident victims after treatment, assuming the treatment is subject to metrics?
- How do you even make driving accident-free?
Dotun Fasina travelled back to Sokoto to wrap up with varsity. But he never returned. The interstate commercial carrier that transported him, his fiancee and 13 other passengers from Sokoto en route Lagos was involved in an auto crash in the early hours of November, 1998. The vehicle driver, according to recovery reports, must have fallen asleep through many tiring intervals during the journey. All the other 13 passengers including the vehicle driver died instantly in the tumbling crash. 72 hours after his rescue, Dotun died at UCH. His fiancee survived the fall-out after years-long post-traumatic disorder.
It is just a story. That of one everyday person known only to his loved ones and some friends he left behind in this world. But I have never stopped thinking of what he could have become in life. I learnt about drones from him long before there was Jane’s Defense Weekly, New Scientist, or In-Q-Tel’s venture research to read from. I kept his bomb-making secret from the rest of the family until that secret was useful for mending my father’s strained relationship with him. He wept like a baby when he received the news of his death. More than probable for a cousin, Dotun was a universe of promises. That was how much he meant to all of us. In helpless admission, I am yet lost in inconsolable imagination of how many more Dotuns have become missing in many families out there due to preventable accidents. And that is because I took away three things from this story: