I love the feel of being at the peak of an elevation or mountain. I remember my very first and only mountain climbing experience at the renowned University of Nigeria, Nsukka. The choir had decided to have a picnic on Veterinary Medicine Mountain. We began the journey and at first it felt like nothing not until my knees took their toll on me! Honey, I was panting. I wanted to take breaks but taking a break was impossible. The path was such that you’ve got to keep going. No room for stops as such. I managed to reach the top but not without the help and enthusiastic encouragement from my brethren. Read: Flying High How alive I came, when I got to the top of that Vet. Mountain (closing my eyes in a bid to “feel that feeling” again). I could see the surrounding environment and everything seemed like ants while I was the giant! It felt like I was closer to God (Laughs), of course, because the skies appeared closer to me than before. It was such a brea...