I grew up in a kind of environment where you could be caught and shot by the cops for stealing tomato puree, but you'd probably be given a chieftaincy title when you steal billions from the public funds, lol. Not just that; you are likely to be hit by stray bullets from the cops than from armed robbers. If you've never been here, you'd definitely not understand what I mean. Here's my encounter with these guys.

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During the last election period; I was supposed to meet a friend of mine living uptown - so I had to leave home quite earlier to avoid the usual traffic jam. Just like you would expect during election periods; police deployment is normally on the increase and everyone is seen as a potential criminal - if you know what I mean.

Just a couple of minutes into the journey, I was pulled aside by the local police - maybe the sight of my beards had beclouded their sense of judgment and I was concluded as a criminal. "Hey young man, step out from the car and keep your hands behind your head" shouted one of the cops. You can imagine how confused I was because I couldn't remember contravening any law... Or could it be because I wasn't moving fast enough? _{Anything can be a crime though}.

The office asked me in a very weird tritonic voice; what is inside your car trunk?. I hustled up some plastic smile and said officer, it just some bullets, thinking we're still on the same page. Before I knew wassup, the officer beckoned on the rest of them that I was having some illegal stuffs with me, and before I could explain the type of bullet I was having - boom!! The butt of his gun landed on my forehead. And Genesis 1 vs 2 repeated itself again:

The earth was without form and darkness covered the whole earth. - Gen 1 vs 2

That was exactly what I experienced, and when I regained my consciences, I found myself inside their car and someone else was driving my car following us. I could not say a word - I mean, I lost what to say. When we finally got to the station, I had regained my power of speech, and was able to speak for the first time after about 20minutes. And I exploded in uncoordinated speeches and rants: Officer, what's my crime? Why was I hit? Did you even check the content of my trunk? This is inhuman!!

And when I had left speaking and feeling pretty satisfied; they moved to open my car trunk - maybe to find something to pin me down; but when they did, all they saw was Bullet Energy Drink. That was how I was wrongly accused of having bullets in my car. _{Bullet is bullet any way}.

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