Posted on: 02:58 Mon, 28 Mar 2016



Female rapper, Eva Alordiah who announced
her retirement from the music industry days
ago was involved in car crash today, March 28,
2016.

The femcee posted on her experience of the
accident she survived on her social media.
Read below;



The Accident on 28 March 2016 at 1PM

Part1

2:28PM

The accident happened at 1:00PM
The impact from the car that hit me behind
sent my head propelling forward towards my windshield.

I was thankfully restrained by my seat belt.
The resounding clash of metal and tyres
screeching kept on ringing in my head.
I could not believe anything could make such a
loud bang let alone that I was in an accident.
All of a sudden I realized I was alive.
The woman driving in front of me came out of
her car.

The man who hit me behind came out of his
car too. Then he put his two hands on his head
the way Nigerians are known to do when they
realize they are in deep shit.

I thought of My mother and what she would
think of her car and this wreck. Then I
remembered my life was even more important
than a mere car.

I blinked and the police arrived and I was too
glad to see them. I wasn’t ready to deal with
the man who hit my car, who was now rolling
himself on the road beside the wreck, hands on
head, hands akimbo, hands back on the head.

“Ahh! Aye mi!” He was saying.

‘All this one is just film’ I thought to myself.

I looked away from his dramatization and
searched out an officer to speak with.
“This is my Mom’s car,” I said plainly to the
officer who presented himself to me. “Please
ensure that this man fixes this damage.”

The Police officer nodded vehemently and said
“The Police is your friend, don’t worry.”
We went to the station.
They said we should both write statements.
I called my big brother whom I had spoken to
when the accident occured.

“We are in the Police station in Alausa by the
traffic light,” I said when he picked up the
phone.
He was with me I’m 12minutes.

It wasn’t Until after I had written my statement,
Spoken to my Mom and refreshed the events of
the afternoon in my mind that I realized the
one thing I missed all along.

I had been so preoccupied with the thought
that someone had hit me and damaged the car
that I failed to realize one simple truth….



The Accident on 28 March 2016 at 1PM

Part 2

Here I was worrying about my Mom’s car and a
man could have lost his life from his wreckless
driving. A child would have missed her father.
A mother would have been left to wail and grit
her teeth. Friends would have been sent in a
state of complete shock. It would have been an
irreparable loss and nothing to be compared
with whatever damage he had caused my
Mom’s car.

So as we sat in the police station side by side,
I realized my folly and feeling ashamed of
myself, I turned to him and said,
“Are you OK? ” he nodded. The look in his eyes
was distant.

“Is that your car?” I asked. He nodded again.
“What do you do?”
“Cab driver.”

“Is that your cab?,” My tone had eased up and
fallen in pitch. When he said “Yes” in response,
I immediately felt sorry for him.

I call my Mom back to tell her the state of
things. She is surprisingly cool for someone
with a Car OCD. I tell her everything is under
control. She says no problem.
I turn to the man who ran into me.

“We thank God for Life,” I said.

He nodded again. Then raised his eyes up to
the ceiling. There was a God up there. And my
mother would never give me her car again.

#ButIAmFine #MyGodPassThem
#gratitudeAlways