Julius Bokoru is a literary star that authored the award profitable e-book ‘The Angel That Was Normally There’. This fictional literary operate of excellence catapults him into the reminiscent of his childhood and the touching part of the angel that was generally there. Outside of his literary prowess, Julius is a social commentator and a media practitioner. He is at the moment is the personalized assistant on media and general public affairs to Main Timipre Sylva, Nigeria’s Minister of State for Petroleum methods. Earlier mentioned all, he is a columnist with The Nigerian Voice.
Now marks a new year in the life of Hon. Julius Bokoru. However, he has decided to rejoice this distinctive working day in a exclusive way. Thanks to Literature, his very first really like. Beneath is his imagined-provoking but sweet prose, devoted to his at any time cherished Mother and his wife Jennifer.
“It’s my birthday and like all important times, I check out to glimpse back again, with the eyes of a spectator, at my lifetime. There are the uncomfortable lesions, the moments of glory and individuals fleeting occasions that my existence took a dramatic switch. Like when I walked down the aisle with Jennifer, hunting breathtakingly lovely on flawless white, and when, on that unsure rainy year a number of decades back again I began that wander to the foreseeable future with Chief Timipre Sylva, a intriguing person with ethereal traits.
But there are times that brought me to these fresher times and I simply cannot assist but think of my mom a large amount. This night, this dry evening, this quarantine, this lockdown night time brightened by Jennifer’s smile and chicken peppersoup I imagine of a person, pretty actually, summary afternoon with my mother…
It was 1997, RSUST personnel quarters, Port Harcourt. She had just returned from England, a working day outdated in Nigeria. She finds the parlour quite incredibly hot. She chews on her bubble gum, banana chewing gum, and she is creating up, set to go out. She tells me her working experience in England, in Newcastle upon Tyne. The countless opportunities that arrived coursing as a result of her when her aircraft landed at the London metropolitan, the initially anxious train connecting Newcastle and the property, additional like a manor, that sat at the centre of wonderful, environmentally friendly, gentleman-made vegetation. Her host was a Czech woman, a very sort nurse whose identify regrettably I have neglected. The nurse was as white as a cotton bud, late 50s, experienced a cat named Shinerman. In the long term my mother would invest in me a cat, my initially pet, and name it shinerman.
L-R: Julius Bokoru receiving award for his literary do the job
She returned, of class, dumping a promising nursing profession at the Uk, sacrificing her prospective clients for the love of her youngsters. And I do wonder if Shinerman, the manor dwelling at Newcastle Upon Tyne or the Czech girl educated her decisions. But, those choices ensured my survival and that is a single sacrifice I am still to generate.
And because she passed away, 16 several years in the past previously, I try out to piece it all with each other and try to recognize the options she built, the sacrifices and the hope that in us, in her children, in me, the items she had considered in would persist.
Like I explained in my memoir, she was an Angel, mother and Tigress.
And when I search at the power and wisdom of Jennifer, I think that God has presented me, at past, a closure. And I am grateful for that.”
Joyful birthday, Julius Bokoru