A Saturday To Remember

One Fateful Saturday, Tunde woke up very late, he hurriedly washed his face at the small zinc basin in front of his room and prepared to head to Computer Village at Ikeja Lagos where he sell phone accessories. That day was just a normal day of hustle for Tunde, nothing about that morning gave any sign that his whole life was about to change. As he arranged his goods on the wooden table he rented by the roadside he sighed.Tunde sells phone accessories like chargers, earphones, power banks, screen guards etc in Computer Village but his business had been slow for weeks because he hasn't been making sales and his landlord had already warned him about paying the rent he owed. He needed a miracle but miracles were not things one could order from heaven like a takeaway meal, Tunde was really down cast.  Around noon when the sun was high, a middle aged man in a neat shirt stopped by his table. The man looked worried, distracted and in a hurry, he asked “do you have power banks?”, Tunde replied quickly handing one over "yes sir, I have in different sizes. This one is 20,000 mah and it lasts long”. The man nodded, pulled out his wallet and paid without bargaining but as he collected the power bank, something slipped from his pocket, it was a small brown envelope but the man did not notice, “Sir! your envelope!” Tunde called out but the man was already moving fast into the crowd. Tunde picked it up, the envelope was light as if it had a letter inside but out of curiosity he opened it slightly and froze, inside the envelope was cheque of 50 million naira. Tunde's hands began to shake, his heart pounded with so many questions running through his head. What should I do?, Should I run after the man? or I should keep it? or I should report to the police?, different voices argued in his head and he was unable to fathom what exactly he should do. There and then, he remember his mother in the village and how she had been calling him about her medicine, he remember his landlord’s threats, he also remember the hunger that has been showing him shege for the past few weeks. However, he also remembered his father’s words before he died, his father told him that “Tunde, wealth gotten by deceit does not last, let honesty be your shield” After a long battle inside his chest, Tunde took a deep breath, locked his table and dashed into the market crowd. He pushed past traders and buyers, his eyes searching everywhere for the man. At last, he saw him near a food stall, with joy Tunde shouted waving the envelope “Sir! sir!” The man turned, surprised. “Yes?” “You dropped this” Tunde said handing it over. The man’s eyes widened as he opened it. He looked at Tunde with shock “Young man do you know what you just returned to me?, this is fifty million naira it was meant for my company’s workers’ salaries and a lot of goods purchase expenses, If I had lost it I would have been finished.” Tunde only nodded wiping sweat from his face, the man stared at him for a while, then smiled and asked “what’s your name?” “Tunde sir” “Do you have a shop?” “Not really it's just that small table.” The man paused, then stretched out his hand and said “follow me”. That was the beginning of a new story for Tunde, the man turned out to be the owner of a big electronics company in Lagos. He was so impressed by Tunde honesty that he offered him a job as a sales supervisor. Within months Tunde’s life changed completely for the better.  On that fateful day, what started as another ordinary market hustle became the turning point for his destiny. Truly, honesty opened a door that struggle could never unlock, that Saturday is really a day to remember. Thank you so much for staying this far, hope you had a good read with me, see you again next time 🤗 Note: All pictures are generated on Meta AI