What an awful Black Friday

Black Friday is not new to us, most especially those of us that blogs and shop online. It’s exactly nine days today after the real black Friday where many online stores sells at a very cheap rate with reasonable discount or coupon code to make buyers feel at ease with the marketing price at that particular period.

I could remember vividly that Omar the C.E.O of , and Gilbert the C.E.O of a fellow blogger who made some sales on that wonderful black Friday. I know what you are thinking about this post, you were thinking whether I made some lost right or I could not make even single sale? Nah, it wasn’t that, but I lost something greater than that and it’s indeed a bad omen.

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Thisblack Friday am talking about was really awful and in fact an awful Friday, it was just like a mirage, nightmare, dream; in fact, I can’t read meaning to life since then and still don’t understand how it happened.

Madam Adrienne Smith of once shared how she lost an intimate friend of her on a memorable day and I know she’ll never forget him; although other bloggers sympathized with her and she truly deserve the sympathy given to her by fellow bloggers.

Why did I call this Friday an awful Friday? It’s not really a tale but a true life story which I need to share with my fellow bloggers and Adetechblog dot com readers and the awful event goes thus…

I woke up on the 5^th Dec. 2013, just the day an ICON in Africa bid this fearful world farewell, he is nobody but in person of “NELSON MANDELA”, not knowing he has become late to visit a Friend called Arc. Desmond at exactly 9: am, fortunately enough I met him and we had a series of dialogue together as a Friend.

We discussed what worth discussing and what doesn’t worth discussing, his brother, in person of Iluyomade (Akinduyite) Akinfolarin AKA (Akeh) who owns the shop came and we chats together and related like brothers and after a while we all parted away, not knowing that an awful Friday is awaiting us.

Guess what? My first phone call that awful Friday was from my girlfriend whom I called “Unique Bride” and I was so excited because that is one of the best phone calls I ever dream about, but what happened thereafter? Weeping, crying, gnashing of teeth, depressed and helpless.

The next call to my hearing was he’s no more! Who do you think I was talking about? Arc Desmond? Never! I couldn’t read meaning to what I heard and the lot of message could not be decoded when I heard he became late that awful Friday.

You think you know him? Yes you do because he is the subject; he is no one but Akinduyite Akinfolarin whom I had a chat with the day Nelson Mandela bid this worthless goodbye and…

Akinfolarin is gone like the wind in the air… We all cried, weep and sympathized with a Friend and his entire family but do you believe…. He gasped and started sweating… The dead has aroused again.

What a great moment full of joy and excitement; we were very happy, we prayed, we played, we laughed and also smiled. Immediate we rushed him down to the hospital, everybody were very eager to hear from those that took him to the hospital, calling were like rainfall just to know how he’s doing but what do you expect?

Do you think he survived it or he’s still wallowing in the state of comma? Lol… It’s like a competitive crying once again, we tried all we could just to save his life but do you believe… We lost him!!! Goodbye Akinduyite Akinfolarin… We love you but God love you most!!!

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