The curious case of "The Click-Clack"

It's Day 1 of the fashion show for the Lesrouges summer collection. For the hundredth time in 5 minutes, Davida convinced herself that she's all set and ready to strut her 5ft8" on the runway. The other models are quiet set, but she's not. You'll be wondering why she's so nervous if you knew that apart from being the only black face in the show, Davida's portfolio has mouth-watering names of big giants in the industry...Milan, Paris, NewYork, Nigeria,...name it. She's got it all going for her, so you'll think......until you open the door to her closet, on that first day of the Lesrouges fashion show and hear the familiar "click-clack". You quietly observe her as she religiously shakes out two pills and swallows it with expertise. She drains it with a glass of water, shakes the dizzy appeal away, and as she turns, she sees you standing there...right in front of her, her puppy brown eyes pop out in surprise "how the hell did you get in here...the door is locked"....she didn't get your response. Youhad flashed the camera while she was in the "act" and frozen the moment. Before she jolts back to reality, both you and her "click-clack" have dissappeared.

Tailor-made-to-skin...that's how he loves his suit. Right here, Chidi is the guy in charge. He has only spent 6months in this bank, but OMG!!! he's pulled in close to 500million Nigerian naira!!!. He's the envy of all eyes right now...He's got the bank into Fortune500. The competitors are as green as a tree frog with envy. They're desperate to nail him down, but nothing can stop this guy. He's a perfect gentleman. "Chidi is a go-getter", that's what his colleagues and superiors would tell you....you would believe that too till you hear the familiar "click-clack"...this time, of his shoes...he loves the soles resounding on the floor...and when they do, he gets intoxicated...he wants to go further...that's what you think of him too, until that day when you open the door to the hotel room where he has gone to "retreat"...what do you see? Chidi's all mushy-mushy with a mid-aged woman. The face is familiar...she's a society figure in fact the wife of a big name in the oil and gas sector...You zoom your lens on them and catch the moment. As both turn, you wave his shoes at him and dissapear with them...that's his 'click-clack' gone....

Now, you've got Davida's pills and Chidi's shoes....their "click-clacks"...you've got their caught-in-the-act-of-worst-cases pictures too....all you want to do now is get up and post them to the right quarters....Davida's pictures will fetch you a huge amount if you give one of those soft-sell gossip mags, and chidi's pictures would never make you work again!!! The preying competitors would kill to have those pictures....But as you revel in your soon-to-be-gotten wealth....you suddenly jolt back to reality because you hear the familiar sound!!! So close now you begin to wonder if there's a second person in the room...but there isn't

Now, this is YOUR case. You've got the "click-clacks" too...not even one...they are in your life like mushrooms...budding to grow wild and untamed. But you've been too busy with Davida's and Chidi's to notice the cankerworms in your closet...

You surprise yourself by getting up and burning the "woulda-made-me-rich" pictures of chidi and davida. You decide that if you're going to help them...you're going to be their friend...and as you do, you'll help yourself too.

As the clock ticks and makes it's "click-clack"....you smile at it decisively...

"oh, well...it just about makes us the same"