By Morak Babajide-Alabi
This piece is adapted from a note published in my blog on January 19, 2017
As I sat in the office reception on the 26th floor of the gigantic tower overlooking the Central Park, Manhattan, many thoughts were running through my mind.
To be honest, I was only there physically but my mind seems to have taken a flight (out of anxiety and excitement). I shifted from one side of my buttock to the other, pretending to be in control, as I adjusted my tie for what seemed the 100th time. Yet I still felt lightheaded because I had cut the supply of air to my head by the tightly-knotted tie.
There were security guards positioned at every corner of the hall. I didn’t want to stare at them so as not to attract attention, but I could swear I saw one or two of them whispering to each other, and a few talking to themselves. I was to realise later that they had…
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