The Diary Game: Attend the Burial of a Musical Icon (26/2/2026

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Yesterday, Thursday, will remain green in the minds of the Akwa Ibomites. It was a day in which the musical icon, Sir Wilkar was buried. The tears from the sympathizers woke the anger of heaven to want to avenge the death of the most loving man on the planet. I was in attendance although my day was solemn throughout the event. Stay tuned and enjoy the sight and sound of what happened.

^{The remains of Sir Wilkar}

. Prior to the burial day, there was a two-week musical display by different professional groups. Sir Wilkar had been a member of different musical groups across the country. These groups had been scheduled to display music each night. Cameroon musical group took their turn on Wednesday night, a night before the interment. I was in attendance because I live close to the residence of the deceased. It was a solemn moment. As the group sang his songs, the memories of his time, reminded me of his generous personality. The night stood still like a forest tree, waiting for the onset of the morning sunlight.

^{Night of Musical Presentation}

The night crowd was unprecedented. Most people came from far distance just to see the performance of different musical groups. Others came like an uninvited rainy storm, whose job is to destroy and steal from the innocent sympathizers. The Personal Assistant to governor of my region, Mr. Atang Udo, was in attendance to monitor the entertainment throughout the night. He and his group did a nice job

Early in the morning of the burial, I was already up from bed, looking for what to wear to the burial. Being conscious of the crowd that was looming as a result of his personality, I left early after my breakfast in order to catch a glimpse of live activities that would be going on.

^{My breakfast}

By 9am, I was at the venue. Although I wasn't a member of the deceased family, I couldn't hold back my tears when his biography was read. The flood of my tears could sink a local boat. But I held myself till the moment of silence was over.

Personalities filled the venue of the burial to the brim. The crowd was uncontrollable. At some points, the seats that were brought were under fight. I didn't want to fight to get a seat. I stood for almost two hours while the messages that from the church were going on. But I was tired and felt sleepy because of the tarry I had the previous day.

^{Personalities at the burial}

When I returned home by 5pm after the burial, I was worn out. The torment I had from the sleep was like an angry storm during the onset of rain in the dry season. But I weathered the storm and pretended till it was 7pm when I finally gave in to sleep.

It was a memorable event that would linger for generations to come. I took a lot of pictures for your sights. That was how my day went. It was replete with great time although tears was almost stealing my joy.

Thank you for always being there to read my diary. You are my great friends. Have a great and fruitful moment till I come your way again with another exciting diary

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