In a world filled with sobering news and grave matters, it is only fitting that we take a moment to remember the remarkable life of a man who possessed an extraordinary blend of gallantry, wit, and culinary expertise. Nelson Ashibogwu, affectionately known as Uncle MOPOL, was no ordinary Nigerian police officer. His towering presence, culinary prowess, and undying devotion to family made him a larger-than-life character. Today, as we commemorate his 46th birthday, we delve into the whimsical world of Uncle MOPOL.
Standing at a colossal 6 feet and 3 inches, Nelson Ashibogwu, or Uncle MOPOL, was a sight to behold. His height alone made him an imposing figure, and when he walked, his strides exuded the confidence of an erudite gentleman. He was the embodiment of the saying, “When he speaks, the ground trembles.”
Not only did he stand tall, but he also carried a weight of over 100 kilograms with remarkable dignity. It was as if the universe had decided to bestow him with an extra portion of gravitas. No doubt, his impressive stature was one of the reasons why he was so effective in maintaining law and order during his tenure in the Nigerian Police Force.
Uncle MOPOL was not just a man of law; he was a maestro in the kitchen. His culinary skills were legendary and the source of constant attraction to the fairer sex. If charm could be measured in dishes, he would have been off the charts. It was said that when he entered the kitchen, ingredients would cower in fear, knowing that they were about to be transformed into a sumptuous feast.
His specialties included jollof rice that tasted like a slice of heaven, and his egusi soup was rumored to have healing properties. His fellow officers would often request his signature dishes during potluck gatherings, hoping to experience a taste of the divine.
While some might have expected a man of Uncle MOPOL’s stature to be slightly clumsy around the house, he defied all stereotypes. He was, in fact, an excellent housekeeper. He meticulously organized his space, and everything had its rightful place. Some say he could give any cleaning company a run for their money.
His knack for maintaining order at home was not unlike his approach to policing. He was a living, breathing testament to the idea that cleanliness is next to godliness. Whether on the job or at home, he was always in pursuit of order, albeit with a touch of whimsy.
Despite his towering presence and the unspoken understanding that he was not one to be trifled with, Uncle MOPOL had a soft spot for children. His love for the little ones was legendary, and they, in turn, adored him. He had a way of connecting with them that was nothing short of magical.
He was particularly fond of your last son, whom he affectionately christened “Prof.” This was a testament to Uncle MOPOL’s sense of humour, as well as his belief in the potential of the next generation. It’s not every day that a child receives such a prestigious title at birth, but for Prof, it was a badge of honour.
Uncle MOPOL was not just a police officer in the line of duty; he was also a formidable shield for his family. With a temper that could rival a tropical storm, he was the family’s defence against bullies and anyone foolish enough to mess with his elder brothers and sisters. To those who dared cross the line, he was a formidable force to be reckoned with.
He extended his protective instincts to his nieces and nephews, who quickly learned that Uncle MOPOL was not a man to be trifled with. It wasn’t long before they abandoned their parents for his ever-exciting company. He showered them with gifts and spoiled them to a fault, providing a memorable childhood filled with laughter and mischief.
As we pay tribute to Nelson Ashibogwu on what would have been his 46th birthday, we do so with a touch of whimsy, in honour of the man who brought joy and laughter wherever he went. Uncle MOPOL’s life was a reminder that even in the most serious of professions, one can find humour, warmth, and a sense of adventure.
He may no longer walk among us, but the laughter and the legacy he left behind continue to echo in our hearts. In our world, often preoccupied with matters of gravity, Uncle MOPOL was a breath of fresh air, a reminder that there’s always room for humour, love, and culinary delights, even in the most unlikely of places.
Nelson Ashibogwu, aka Uncle MOPOL, was a true embodiment of a hero. He defied expectations at every turn, whether it was with his towering stature, culinary artistry, or unwavering commitment to family. Today, we remember him not with tears, but with smiles and laughter, for that is what he brought into our lives.
Happy Birthday, Uncle MOPOL. Your memory is etched in the annals of whimsy, and your legacy is celebrated with fondness and a hearty chuckle. As we toast to the man who defied convention, we do so with a plate of jollof rice, well pounded yam with a pot of Egusi soup and or Ofe Nsala, and a dash of humour in your honour. Cheers to you, the larger-than-life Officer.
