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The Falling Parading Angels by BIODUN ABIOYE


Domino Effect?
Ripple Effect?
'All boring mechanical engineering stuff' I suppose...but on the parade ground it became more practical, than ever.                       
Harsh soldiers I suppose?

Brittle corps you guess?

But it all pointed to just one fact; feeble minds who just wanted a space in the pavilion!         

Just an hour of parade, though tiredness was clearly registered on the faces of members of the group, not one person fell to the ground.

One case too genuine, she fainted.

'That's some strong guy' the group murmured as he carried her out of the ground for the application of first aid. He wasn't a samaritan but a fellow corps member.     

Little wonder my mind was ringing 'If you fall in front of me, we'd fall together, No time'.

Buoyed by the surpassing event, almost every lady parading was left with some 'Ashley young' esque (Manchester United fans should understand this better) and every guy with some energized biceps; excluding me though; as I wanted to fall too.

They've all seen something.     
 
 You see, if you don't want the reality of a couple of events, all you must do is to prevent the first from happening!                                                             
 Finally the parade was over, but backtrack 15 minutes.

In one word, Horror!!!!

Not fewer than 15 girls were carried out, at an average of 1 per minute; of course I wouldn’t add the guys who were ignored on the floor  (hahahahaha).       
             
Fast-forward to the next 3 hours… HOT SUN, NO FAINTING!!

In one word 'Killing'!!!

The next parade session was tough, the soldiers had been taken for granted!

Obviously the previous was just the state of the mind enveloped by sight. 
         
Simply put, if you don't want it to be read; don't write it,

Not to be repeated? Then don't say it,

Not to be seen? Hide it;

For yours, might be worse than that of the FALLING PARADING ANGELS!

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