A drowning person swims franticly towards any floating object to cling on it in hope of saving his or her dear precious life. Such effort was the scenery during sinking of the supposedly unsinkable majestic Titanic ship. Julius Caesar of ancient Rome said, “I came, I saw and conquered”. This is triumph that most war mongers aim at. It is triumph no sane person yearns. However we are elated on overcoming be it our fears, failures or a seemingly unsolvable state of difficulty. This work is combination outcome based up on triumph embellished with angelic hope of bringing health care relief to rural Gambia. It is based on strong conviction that when one is committed to the greater good through work good will reward intended receivers. The work is about way a simple but penniless village boy fought against the odds and mountains of inhuman laws at many crossroads of his life. It portrays struggle to be above treacherous waves while clamouring to bring rewarding healthcare service to villagers in the North Bank of the Gambia. Being most of the time jobless and penniless made it all look like an Alice in wonderland fairy tale adventure. The turbulent waves commenced in 1956 when I made up my mind to become part of the solution to rural Gambia’s health service delivery shortage. I was fully aware that no one could serve our people better than us. I write to raise funds for building of Njawara hospital.