Education is the finest dream in the world anyone would ever pursue. The lack of it in the society today, can cause trauma, frustration, neglect by loved ones, discrimination, and among others. However, because of the rush of people into this sector, there's difficulty in gaining access to schools, especially, higher institution. And this difficulty is what had caused my beloved friend, Joseph Ocheden, to attempt suicide.

Joseph was the first child in a family of 9. His parents were practically poor and struggling. He finished his Secondary education at the age of 17, and because he was brilliant in all subjects, his parents told him he must attend the university for further achievement.

As a poor village boy, Joseph desired to be out of that miserable life and see the light some day. And the only thing he knew that could take him out, was to go to school. He then agreed with his parents to write jamb.

At first attempt, Joseph scored 289 in the UTME and 290 in Post-utme. He was so excited as he successfully beat the cut off marks which was 250. He told the parents to prepare food items for his vacation to school, even before admission list was out. But when admission list finally came out, his name wasn't there.

Joseph took the exams again for the second, third, fourth, fifth and sixth year after his Secondary education, all to no avail. He tried several universities with his high scores, but he was continuously denied admission. His parents became tired with him. Two of his siblings graduated and met him at home, still writing jamb. Friends and people around started seeing him as a failure.

On the seventh year, Joseph took another jamb and scored higher than the rest he had ever taken. But nothing came out. He must end this misery. He told himself and went into his room on a lonely afternoon. He set a rope above him and looked at it. What was running through his mind was recounts of the many times he had failed his family and himself. He thought that the only way to end it all was to take his life.

As he approached the rope, his mother walked inside and caught him; Screamed and pushed him away.

The next year, Joseph took another jamb, reluctantly though. And behold, he got the admission to study medicine and surgery. And after seven of study, he became one of the best medical doctor in Africa; his salary was amazing and his life changed in just a year. He then realized that he couldn't get the admission all those years because it wasn't his time. He regretted his action and realised everything on Earth, happens for a reason and at it's own time.

All through my life I had met many friends but trusted only one- David. We were secondary school mates who never let a day passed by without visiting each other.

The difference between us was that David's family was rich while mine was poor and we barely fed. But despite our social class difference, David accepted me as a friend and never looked down on me or my family.

After our Secondary education, David's parents sent him to Harvard University to study medicine, while I studied political science in Nigeria, on scholarship given to by his father. During my final year clearance, I met Rose, the love of my life. We started getting along while I kept my friendship with David much more alive as he was my best friend. Rose was exceedingly beautiful and nice too. I decided that I was going to marry her.

Few months after his studies and a week before my wedding with Rose, David came back home and his father decided to throw him a party. I was very happy that I now had a doctor friend; one who stood by me when I had nothing. I decided that before he attended my wedding, I would attend the party and present Rose to him as the woman I wanted to marry.

At the party, I introduced Rose to David. David gazed at her for about 2 minutes that I became amused and starting laughing. I did not know something was going on in his mind. The next day, I was told Rose and David we're spotted in a drinking palour. I didn't do anything because I trusted him.

Sadly, two days to our wedding, Rose told me it was over, that she was deeply in love with David. I couldn't believe it until I confronted David who told me it was either I let him marry Rose or I wasn't leaving his house alive.As I refused to consent and told him he was out of his mind, he brought out a gun and shot me on my right hand.

I struggled to go out of his house, reported the matter to the police who kept promising me they would do something, until I heard Rose and David were married