“I once heard a story told of a man who loved his job so much; every time he was always working. Then one day he told his boss that he needed to take his leave in order to rest. The boss replied him with a question: ‘if you go on leave now, who will do your work?’ Because of this, the man forwent his leave, believing that he was precious to the organization and only he could do the tasks assigned to him. Then, one day, he went on a journey and had an accident. He died.

After the organization mourned his loss as usual, someone went to the boss and asked what would become of all the files on the dead man’s desk. The boss replied that he had contacted someone who would resume at the dead man’s desk.

I used to be like that man.

When I first started out practice, if I had say 3 cases in 3 different courts in a day, I be rushing – running from one court to another, not wanting to miss anything in all three courts. One day at Iyaganku court, I was running to catch up with proceedings in another court when I tripped and almost fell.
Apparently, a very senior colleague, who happened to be my boss’ friend, had been watching me as I was rushing through the corridors.

When I tripped, he called my name out loud and scolded me for wanting to kill myself over a case. He reminded me that if I die, the case wouldn’t die. Someone else would only take over the case. Since then, I have learned to take thing easy. I appear in the cases I can appear in. The ones I can’t make, I go back there to find out the next date of adjournment.

In the end, all these running up and down is to make money and here we are, we’re not even making the money.”

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