Boiling point

THE BOILING POINT
     In the grand lecture hall,  silence swept over us like the cold season of winter as Barrister Adeleke took the grand podium, and that gold rimmed glasses of his clearly sent the message of “I am a no nonsense person”. But still he waited for the whole place to be as silent as a grave yard: I mean, for a moment I could literally hear the conversation of the dead, before the learned counsel in front of us made any attempt to speak.
       Tension was in the air, as those Eagle like eyes of his, which were not well hidden by his thin transparent glass frame swept through the grand hall; a hall which looked very much like a stadium filled with people.  But just when I felt I could hear my seat partner's heart beat, that serious and tensed face of Barr.  Adeleke broke into a broad smile, immediately putting everyone at ease. “ I will tell you the story of the frog” he began, "when a frog is placed in a pot of cold water that is slowly being heated, the frog tends to adjust it's temperature to that of the slowly rising temperature of the water,  but when the water has nearly reached boiling point, the frog can no longer adjust,  so it tries to jump out of the pot of water, but it cannot,  due to the fact that it had grown weak from all that adjusting and so it dies from the heat of the now boiling water".  "But the big question is what killed the frog?"
         His eyes swept round the grand hall and a rising commotion along with it, but immediately he cleared his throat, the hall soon returned to its former status of silence. “well”, he said, as he continued, many of you would argue that it was the boiling water that killed the frog, but I put it to you that it was the frog's indecision to jump out of the pot as the temperature arose slowly and it still had enough strength that killed it. " so dear students, if there is that dream or career choice of yours, follow it with dogma and do not spend all your efforts in adjusting or settling for less...  Act on it before it is too late". And the grand hall flooded with applause. Indeed Barr.  Adeleke met up to the  expectation our Dean had earlier laid out in the form of flattery for him " a man who gets the work done in little time"  he had said. And there we had it... The best career day lecture ever.
      But when it was nightfall and  I found myself tossing and turning uncomfortably  on my  bed, I soon realized that the words of the career day lecture spoke to me in a different way. I looked out of the window and the loneliness of the night greeted me, thus I plugged my ear phone to my radio as I tuned onto 99.8 the romance FM. The voice of the radio presenter Deola,   soon flooded my ears as she opened the phone lines for calls to start coming as it was the Friday show. I tried to call the number Deola had given earlier, but the strained monotonous voice at the other end echoed" the number you have just dialed is busy on another call, please try again later".  And I gave a short laugh in the realization that I probably wasn't the only one who might have had a hard time sleeping.
      I was persistent about making the call, but while I waited for my turn as Deola took other calls, I thought about how the frog story affected me. Well I adduced  that, not only in career choices but also in relationships as well, there are times when we need to stop adjusting and taking the heat and just move on... As the right one is waiting for us,  if only we can let go of the wrong choice.
    "hello there... ", Deola's voice rang  into the receiver, immediately breaking into my thoughts, "hello"  I replied almost immediately, "what's your name and where are you calling from? "
"I'm wale from surulere",
"niceee, Wale from surulere, what is your request on the show tonight"
"I would like you to play a song for my girlfriend Ada"
"please give us the song title and the name of the artiste."
" I would like you to play the song titled... game-over by psquare"...