Growing up, I wanted to be Bob Marley. Nothing more, nothing less. I bought every one of his cassettes I could see. I read and memorized the lyrics of his songs from those Onitsha market printed booklets that mangled the words of the reggae musician. I went as far as buying his interviews. Though it was challenging to understand Patwa, I enjoyed listening to Bob. When I discovered I did not have Bob Marley's voice or the vision, I decided to be Obi Egbuna, the George Bernard Shaw of our shore. I'm still working on that one.