"Who are u?": I felt i heard someone ask me, i frisked my shoulders as if it's got d reply to d question. I was astounded and astonished not because of the question bearer's question but because of the dexterity with which the question was asked. Obviously, the question achieved its purpose, catch me off guard, make me fidget and like a broken string of a guitar, made me look like a marooned sailor on an unfamiliar island. I had no intent on how to answer the question. Somehow, i was really beginning to feel i didn't know who i am, the question had played itself more than a hundred times in my head.... Suddenly, my head woke up from its initial slumber and like a man possessed with too much of everything , i fired back at my invisible questioner: "You don't know me at all! You don't know who i am! You don't have an idea of the magnitude of power conferred on me!
