It means “eventually”.
“Eventually what?” You may ask.
Eventually, all will be well.
We are not sure.
But “God dey sha.” That comforting clause that soothes us as we move from day to day, from one “las las” to the next.
There are not many solutions here. It is almost impossible for the Nigerian to apply his intelligence to solve any issue bedeviling development in his own city, tormenting his own sanity.
We have been struggling with the same issues from the beginning of creation—bad roads, no potable water, poor education, shameless corruption, poor health system, the list is endless.
What do we do? We don’t seem to know.
Dying for the country is out of it. Nobody will remember your name, how much more remember what you died for. Jollof rice is a more interesting topic. It is all we have, it is all we fight for.