Ode To Hon. Justice Edith Agbakoba -By Amauche Onyedum
At the sight of the blogger’s headline on the demise of My Lord, Justice Edith Agbakoba, a judge of the National Industrial Court (NICN) Abuja, my being scampered in the mixed turmoil of the vacuum of her demise and the smiles of memories of my last meeting with her.
I first met my Lord on the zebra prints of our law reports.
I met my Lord again on the lips of my colleague who had a matter before her.
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Then unknown to me, I met her the last phase when a brief delegated to me was assigned to her court.
She was all my colleague said about her; calm, knowledgeable ,dedicated, courteous and spoke in a low “phonerized” tone.
My colleague is a local man,proud of his roots and wasn’t ready for My Lord’s sonorized accented syllable. These I adjusted to in the cause of the case assigned to her court.
She was prompt and within a year, we were done and dusted: judgment delivered.
Secretly, I wished for another opportunity to appear before my Lord. Na on top of that wish, I dey, when the saddening news of her demise, crippled my expectation.
Smiling still amidst My Lord’s fading stars, are the smiles embalmed on her face, piqued by the inner beauty and peace in her.I bet she stole away to her maker in the same smiling mode.
Rest on My Lord! The Judiciary will miss your erudite flavours, the lawyers will vacuum in your calmness and the world will miss the speciality in you.
I find solace in the relaxing fact that you are in a better place.
Adieu My Lord as I bask in the privilege of having our first rendezvous on the zebra prints of our law reports.