Power belongs to the people and yet it's taken from them. We've been lured to a trap for so many years by falling in love with sweet words we hear from people who want to take it from us. We've been manipulated by the power we give . Life can never be equal between givers and takers. Once you give something you loose it. People should know there is a balance in life.life is like a pyramid,the top can only survive by the support we give .if we decide to come together as one and let go of the support,then the top will come down crushing.
Its something that I learnt.The only thing the most powerful people are afraid of ,is loosing their power ,and my dear people ,power is not given but taken.if you know of this ,then you must know of one saying "the guard has a clear shot to the most than the real owner".
Saturday night of the second week of February was the night I never saw coming,the night of the party.Every day that passed towards this day,I became nervous,tensed and yet so excited.A young lady with nothing but a dream, joining the nation's wealthiest and the most elite people for a party would be one of the greatest achievement or maybe a dream come true. I had settled for a snow white dress and a black tuxedo for my husband as was the colors in the card .The invitation card was black in color and the writings were in White and a touch of emarald green.
There was no return address on the card , a number to call or any kind of directions but somehow we were to get to the party by 8.00 pm."We may have nothing to fit to their social status but atleast we are smart enough to be needed.Thats why we must know why they need us."Adam stated." They want us to figure out the direction to the venue,which means the card's content has the map." I muttered. Adam picked the card from kitchen drawer and he keenly scrutinized the small writings to make sense out of it but nothing came up.
"The logo " I shouted ."Give me the chip.the logo must be the map. Remember how intertwined the logo was ? Like a complicated drawing and a word welcome in the middle. It has to be the map." I took the chip ,pressed hard on it ,as expected a prick on the finger and the logo appeared on all electronic screens asking for a code.the countdown on the screen was 60min reading down every second we wasted.
I would bet with my life that I had seen the logo before but I wasn't sure where and when.it seemed so familiar to overlook.i took a screenshot of the picture on the screen Incase we missed the direction or ran out of time. We stepped outside to the driveway and there was a black range Rover sport parked at the side .ln astonishment Adam turned and looked at me , stretched his arm to take mine as he kissed me on the forehead and muttered "you look beautiful Mrs hunter".I chuckled alittle as I said "I have my own charms and can catch something in anything I wear." " Hahaha,you can only catch me nobody else,my bone catcher."he tissed. " oh,I didn't know Mr Adam hunter can speak informally." I responded ." How about a quick informal experience as well," he tissed as he stole a quick side glance and before I could react a notification popped up on the screen with the same logo on it .I quickly tapped on it as it instructed us that the previous code would be used to ignite the car.
The car wasn't locked but It could only be ignited using the code as the keys."This is the next level technology.This is new. Does this not suprise you honey?"I asked as I buckled up in the front seat .Have seen it in the new vehicles a month ago as an upgraded security detail after the state threats towards the president. Adam wasn't the type to talk much about his job and I respected that considering his line of work.
Adam was our designated driver, and since he was familiar with the "new technology", I let him take the lead on everything. He tapped at the screen on the dashboard that opened to a code suggestion then the logo as the map. We followed the map that took us outside the town towards the northern side of canai mountains . It was a long stretch, 7km from the town and approaching the estate one must navigate through a maze of winding roads, shrouded in a dense canopy of ancient trees. As we ascended the air grew purer, the sound of the modern world fading into the distance, replaced by the symphony of nature, rolling hills blanketed in every shade of green.
High in secluded reaches of canai mountains, the first sign of the estate's exclusivity was the formidable security checkpoint. Guard towers, discreetly camouflaged amidst the trees, stand sentinel. State of the art surveillance cameras blend seamlessly with the natural environment, their vigilant eyes ensuring that only those with clearance proceed. Armed guards , dressed in sleek , tactical uniforms, patrol the perimeter, their presence a silent but powerful testament to the importance of the safety within. We went through what they call 'five check process 'before we were announced clean andProceeded with the journey.
The numbers on the screen were reading down to 10minute which seemed less to take us to the destination. Adam stepped on the gas through the dense forest up to the road that opened up to a breath taking vista. At the heart of this vast expanse was the main mansion, an architectural marvel that harmonized with it's natural surroundings. I thought this would be the destination but the map indicated we drive past the mansion, not only one but dozens of them.
As we approached the end of the map, it's disappeared from the screen and the micro electronic chip burst into a thin smoke that sent us to the edges of our seat. Adam almost lost control of the vehicle but having dealt with similar situation in his line of work he corrected his posture and confidently took full control of the car. "It seems, it's a micro electronic chip incorporated with self -destructive mechanism initiated by a timer which would render itself inoperable to prevent data breeches or unauthorized use." Adam said after a moment of silence to ease the tension in the atmosphere.
"Why would they go to such measures when it's just a party?. Why would anyone need a chip when you don't know what it's encompasses. Having a guest list gives you full details of the guests invited, either with a chip or not" I explained. Even if it lands to the wrong hands, it's inoperable without the blood of the first user. It's seems like it's a one time initiated chip that can only be used by it's first user" I tried to make sense of what could be the use of the chip." It beyond the blood and the chip ,we are not talking about the people from all kinds of walk. It's the people who's security is the breathe we take." Adam stated.
The furthest end of the estate was our destination. As we arrived, we were greeted by magnificent entrance that extended into an opulent roundabout about a kilometer from the main entrance, lined with perfectly manicured hedges and gleaming lanterns , which led to a parking lot that was a showcase of automotive splendor. Each parking space was occupied by a marvel of engineering, vintage cars with timeless elegance and modern cutting edge vehicles that epitomized luxury and innovation.
The estate's security extended beyond it's physical presence.Advanced technological measures were in place , from motion sensors hidden amongst the trees to drone surveillance ensuring every inch of the property was monitored. Despite the high level of security, these measures were discreet , allowing the beauty of the estate to remain unmarred by the trappings of modern security.
Adam stepped out of the car , opened the door for me as he offered his hand in a dignified style as he said "may I". I stepped out in style as I held his hand by the waist. We were ushered inside the mansion to the the ball room by very friendly guides .
As we stepped inside, the scene was a dazzling display of wealth and prestige, a testament of power and influence of those in attendance. Guests floated through the room, each a paragon of elegance and style. Women in gowns of flowing silk and intricate lace, their jewels catching the light with every graceful movement, stood poised and confident. Men in perfectly tailored black tuxedos , their shoes polished to a mirror shine, moved with an air of unspoken authority, their every gesture deliberate and measured.
So many faces were strange , so unfamiliar but I spotted a few heads, obviously known by many for their recognized success , achievement and wealth in the country. Dr. Nathans grey , a pharmaceutical Mogul, David Johnson's, technology tycoon, Bob Carter mostly known in entertainment industry, some government leaders and officials in the state department of security. For some moment , I didn't know how to react. It felt like I belonged to a completely different universe.
At one side of the room was a table with an ice sculpture of a swan served as the centerpiece, it's intricate details glistening as it's slowly melted under the warmth of the room. Around it, artfully arranged displays of fresh seafoods beckoned; oysters on the half shell, lobsters tails, and shrimp cocktails . Further along, platters of succulent roasted meats, and delicate vegetable terrines.
On the opposite side of the room, a grand bar stretched along the wall., where skilled bartenders in crisp, white uniforms mixed drinks with practiced ease. Fine wines from world's most prestigious vineyards were offered, their bottles displayed proudly in a tall, glass cabinet that reached the ceiling. Sommeliers moved gracefully among the guests pouring champagne, red Bordeaux, velvety Pinot noir into sparkling crystal glasses . Golden trays carried by attentive waitstaff wove through the crowd offering endless stream of delicacies.
We paved our way towards the table with fresh seafood and hard a bite of each kind and a few glasses of wine. As the night progressed , the energy in the room grew more vibrant , the air filled With laughter , clinking glasses , and the timeless melodies of the orchestra. Conversations flowed freely as the wine , connections were made and strengthened over shared enjoyment of fine food and drinks.