A bright and early morning with promises of a beautiful day, I woke up feeling refreshed and like I could take on the world. With a glance at the clock, I realised it was gonna be a battle against time. I got out of bed and made my way to the bathroom. For me, getting ready in the morning was more of a ritual than an exercise and I took my time to take care of every little detail. One more glance at the clock showed me that I was definitely not on schedule, but hey, whats a few minutes of being late gonna hurt?
I made my way out of my room whistling, (i had this insane feeling of hapiness which is very rare for me), to get my friend so we could be on our way to class. for some weird reason, she had already left. I figured she just didn't wanna hang out with me, well, I figured "that's her loss", nothing was gonna ruin my hapiness. The roads were awfully bare for a monday morning, "lots of people probably had early morning classes" I reasoned. Come to think of it now, there was hardly anyone in the hostel but whatever, it's not my business what anyone chooses to do with their time.
I got to my faculty and lo and behold the population there was pretty much zilch. I searched my bag to get out my phone so I could get to the end of this ever so puzzling mystery, I couldn't seem to feel my way to it but that was a regular occurence so I emptied the contents of my bag and still, it was nowhere in sight. I could've sworn I had it with me two seconds ago because I had my earpiece in my ears and had totally been feeling Jessica in "I think I'm in love." So what happened, one minute I could hear her and the next minute, I couldnt. Things were definitely gettin freaky.
I decided to find my way back to my hostel to try and get myself together but as I looked up, I saw absolutely nothing... No LLT, no car park, no lounge, no quadrangle, no faculty of law opposite, no road in between, absolutely nothing but a large expanse of land that seemed to stretch to eternity. At this point, I was majorly freaked. RUN came to mind but where in the world would I run to, I couldnt even decipher my left from my right. Everything just seemed to have disappeared. Just when I thought things couldn't get any freakier, nightfall seemed to creep in. What the hell, it was 9:30am last I checked and now it seemed more like 9:30pm.
Things got from freaky to scary. It was then the noises began, creepy wailing sounds like a child being tortured slowly, there was a sound of gruesome whipping in the air. Then out of the blue, he was there with me. He had handsome features, a chiseled face with the clearest eyes I've ever seen, almost like you were looking through them but they were strangely vacant. He smiled at me and revealed a set of perfect pearly whites but something about his smile seemed dark sort of. He was dressed elegantly and he was most certainly appealing. He spoke and the most mesmerizing sound I've ever heard flowed out of him, I practically swooned. Then it struck me what he said, "DEATH PREVAILS!"
His eyes turned a fiery red and the face I was recently drooling over contorted into the most hideous thing ever. He started towards me and it was then I realised his hands were more of claws and he had no lower limbs whatsoever. He charged towards me and I knew then, if I didn't get out, I would be his for eternity. I shut my eyes and let out a blood-curling, heart-wrenching scream thinking it'll be the last thing I'd ever do and then all was quiet...
Tuesday, October 20, 2009
In The Eye of The Beholder...
He walks into his closet and looks around at all his designer suits. He walks into his bedroom and sees his king-size bed with his beautiful wife stretched out across it lazily. He observes his kids at his beautifully carved long wooden table and the classy looking chairs with the prettiest table setting, eating breakfast that has been well cooked and set before them. He walks out of his house into his garage and sees his fleet of cars, he steps into his jaguar where his chauffeur awaits him and is driven to his office, not just any office, his chief operating officer's office, which looks more like an apartment anyway. It then starts to register wit him...
He has a bank statement that could buy him the world, a loving wife, beautiful and smart kids, a dream job, loads of friends... Basically everything. So why does he have a gun in the top drawer of his desk? Why is there that written note on his desk? Why is he sayin mental goodbyes?... He raises his hand in mock salute, opens his top drawer, pulls out his revolver, cocks it, shoves the muzzle in his mouth, nd pulls the trigger... He died in less than a minute.
As his secretary hears the noise, she walks into his office and screams as she sees the blood of a man she had admired so much. All in a blur, she contacts the police, they come rushing down nd take her statement. According to her, everything had been normal that morning, he dint seem troubled or overly-concerned bout anything. The police then contact the wife and she is shocked beyond words, she goes over it in her head repeatedly, still something doesn't fit, he was happy, wasn't he? She questions their life together, she questions their love for each other. As she arrives at the scene, she is handed a letter, she's told it was addressed to her by her husband. She opens it with shakin hands, it reads:
"my luv,
As shocking as this may seem, it was long coming. Before I explain, I need you to know that none of it was your fault, you were everything a man could hope for and want, I just wish I was man enough to give you the love you deserve. Our life together was great, regardless of what this situation depicts, please never question yourself. I was the one who was too weak to handle being a man. I guess I should explain now.
All my life I've wanted to live the life, to make all the money in the world, to marry the prettiest girl in town and to have trophy children. I always intended to be the life of the party and have the most amazing friends. I got what I wanted and it just didn't seem like enough. There was this ache inside me, I just seemed to want more but there was no more to take. So I opted for things I knew were forbidden, to me it was like a fresh challenge and I figured if I could pull it off without getting caught I'd be satisfied. You're probably wondering what I'm talkin about...
I was sleeping with my secretary.
It was never personal against you, it just felt like something challenging and exciting and when started I just couldn't stop. It killed me to come home every night and look at your beautiful face and know in my heart that I was a horrible person to betray you like that but, I had no control. I tried to end it but she refused and I was too weak a scumbag to insist. Then she got pregnant!
It was then I realized the magnitude of what I had done. I asked her to get an abortion but she refused, I tried to pay her off but still she refused, I was so lost. I couldnt share it with you for obvious reasons.
Then one night I fell asleep and I had a dream where I was watching my life replay, it was like I was there but still, I was watching myself there. When I looked closely at myself, I saw this huge gapin hole in my heart, it was just there, and every milestone or fulfilment in my life just settled around it but never filled it. At that point I understood, nothing was ever going to fill that void and the realization hurt even more.
Its a lot to ask but I hope you see why I did what I did. I admit that I was a coward and I'm sorry for the pain.
All my luv!"
With tears in her eyes she puts down the letter. She thinks it through over and over again, how could he? How could he hurt her like that? Betray everything they had! Everything they had built together? She turns around and spots the secretary and their eyes meet. The secretary knows it's all out in the open. She stares back defiantly as if to dare the wife to react but no, she turns around and walks away from all of it, the sercretary thinks she has won but what she doesn't see is the chilling look in the eye of the woman who has just been told she has been betrayed.
In the dead of the night, the wife sits on the floor outside a strange apartment with bloody hands and in them is a bloody knife. As she hears the sounds of the sirens approaching, she snaps back to reality. While the paramedics arrive and cart the dead body away, a reporter relays the info to the public, "a 28 year old secetary to the COO of the smith & co company was brutally stabbed to death by the wife of her boss, incidentally, her boss shot himself in the mouth just earlier that morning..."
As she's being handcuffed and read her miranda rights, she stares right into the camera lens and asks... "WHAT WOULD YOU HAVE DONE?"
He has a bank statement that could buy him the world, a loving wife, beautiful and smart kids, a dream job, loads of friends... Basically everything. So why does he have a gun in the top drawer of his desk? Why is there that written note on his desk? Why is he sayin mental goodbyes?... He raises his hand in mock salute, opens his top drawer, pulls out his revolver, cocks it, shoves the muzzle in his mouth, nd pulls the trigger... He died in less than a minute.
As his secretary hears the noise, she walks into his office and screams as she sees the blood of a man she had admired so much. All in a blur, she contacts the police, they come rushing down nd take her statement. According to her, everything had been normal that morning, he dint seem troubled or overly-concerned bout anything. The police then contact the wife and she is shocked beyond words, she goes over it in her head repeatedly, still something doesn't fit, he was happy, wasn't he? She questions their life together, she questions their love for each other. As she arrives at the scene, she is handed a letter, she's told it was addressed to her by her husband. She opens it with shakin hands, it reads:
"my luv,
As shocking as this may seem, it was long coming. Before I explain, I need you to know that none of it was your fault, you were everything a man could hope for and want, I just wish I was man enough to give you the love you deserve. Our life together was great, regardless of what this situation depicts, please never question yourself. I was the one who was too weak to handle being a man. I guess I should explain now.
All my life I've wanted to live the life, to make all the money in the world, to marry the prettiest girl in town and to have trophy children. I always intended to be the life of the party and have the most amazing friends. I got what I wanted and it just didn't seem like enough. There was this ache inside me, I just seemed to want more but there was no more to take. So I opted for things I knew were forbidden, to me it was like a fresh challenge and I figured if I could pull it off without getting caught I'd be satisfied. You're probably wondering what I'm talkin about...
I was sleeping with my secretary.
It was never personal against you, it just felt like something challenging and exciting and when started I just couldn't stop. It killed me to come home every night and look at your beautiful face and know in my heart that I was a horrible person to betray you like that but, I had no control. I tried to end it but she refused and I was too weak a scumbag to insist. Then she got pregnant!
It was then I realized the magnitude of what I had done. I asked her to get an abortion but she refused, I tried to pay her off but still she refused, I was so lost. I couldnt share it with you for obvious reasons.
Then one night I fell asleep and I had a dream where I was watching my life replay, it was like I was there but still, I was watching myself there. When I looked closely at myself, I saw this huge gapin hole in my heart, it was just there, and every milestone or fulfilment in my life just settled around it but never filled it. At that point I understood, nothing was ever going to fill that void and the realization hurt even more.
Its a lot to ask but I hope you see why I did what I did. I admit that I was a coward and I'm sorry for the pain.
All my luv!"
With tears in her eyes she puts down the letter. She thinks it through over and over again, how could he? How could he hurt her like that? Betray everything they had! Everything they had built together? She turns around and spots the secretary and their eyes meet. The secretary knows it's all out in the open. She stares back defiantly as if to dare the wife to react but no, she turns around and walks away from all of it, the sercretary thinks she has won but what she doesn't see is the chilling look in the eye of the woman who has just been told she has been betrayed.
In the dead of the night, the wife sits on the floor outside a strange apartment with bloody hands and in them is a bloody knife. As she hears the sounds of the sirens approaching, she snaps back to reality. While the paramedics arrive and cart the dead body away, a reporter relays the info to the public, "a 28 year old secetary to the COO of the smith & co company was brutally stabbed to death by the wife of her boss, incidentally, her boss shot himself in the mouth just earlier that morning..."
As she's being handcuffed and read her miranda rights, she stares right into the camera lens and asks... "WHAT WOULD YOU HAVE DONE?"
Nothing missing... Nothing broken!
How could she? How could she have done this? Surely she didn't mean for this to happen. It just sort of did. One thing led to another and things got way out of hand.
When they first met there was an instant attraction. There was something so intriguing about him, for some strange reason his face was firmly engraved in her mind. They bumped into each other quite regularly after that, much like how u'd meet someone then it would just seem like everywhere you looked the person was there. Anyhu, at some point they definitely hit it off and major sparks started to fly. The strongest force of chemistry she had ever felt burned ever so strongly in her. She would spend her days thinking about him, dreaming up the most romantic scenarios of them both. He seemed downright perfect, always there doing the sweetest things.
The night they walked the length and breadth of u.i seemed like such an amazing night, she was practically floating on air, swooning every time he spoke her name. She heard the voice within, warning her to retreat but she ignored. They winded up at niser park all cozied up. Fingers entwined with love in their eyes. His stroking wasn't new to her, his whispers weren't strange, his scent was all too familiar and his breath was such a pleasure. He bent his head toward hers and in that moment she gave into all of it.
The nagging feelings of guilt didn't start until the next day. She woke up feeling like such a cheat, such a disappointment. How could she have ignored her master for momentary pleasure, disobeyed the voice of the spirit that guides her to all truth? How could she have given it all up for something so frivolous? All she wanted to do was serve Him, why couldn't she just have been strong? She felt disgusted with herself and wept for all her shame.
The voice came to her again, "if we confess our sins, He is faithful and just to forgive us and cleanse us from all unrighteousness". She got down on her knees and poured out her heart to her maker. Peace reigned in her; nothing missing, nothing broken!
When they first met there was an instant attraction. There was something so intriguing about him, for some strange reason his face was firmly engraved in her mind. They bumped into each other quite regularly after that, much like how u'd meet someone then it would just seem like everywhere you looked the person was there. Anyhu, at some point they definitely hit it off and major sparks started to fly. The strongest force of chemistry she had ever felt burned ever so strongly in her. She would spend her days thinking about him, dreaming up the most romantic scenarios of them both. He seemed downright perfect, always there doing the sweetest things.
The night they walked the length and breadth of u.i seemed like such an amazing night, she was practically floating on air, swooning every time he spoke her name. She heard the voice within, warning her to retreat but she ignored. They winded up at niser park all cozied up. Fingers entwined with love in their eyes. His stroking wasn't new to her, his whispers weren't strange, his scent was all too familiar and his breath was such a pleasure. He bent his head toward hers and in that moment she gave into all of it.
The nagging feelings of guilt didn't start until the next day. She woke up feeling like such a cheat, such a disappointment. How could she have ignored her master for momentary pleasure, disobeyed the voice of the spirit that guides her to all truth? How could she have given it all up for something so frivolous? All she wanted to do was serve Him, why couldn't she just have been strong? She felt disgusted with herself and wept for all her shame.
The voice came to her again, "if we confess our sins, He is faithful and just to forgive us and cleanse us from all unrighteousness". She got down on her knees and poured out her heart to her maker. Peace reigned in her; nothing missing, nothing broken!
Do It Now!
Life is such a precious gift. When a child is born, we look upon his face and we feel such a tremendous joy because of the innocence and purity of mind that is such a precious gift. We see a future so clear and bright mapped out for the boy with so much promise. We look into that baby's eyes and we see untold stories of triumph and victory. Then little by little, we see that child heading in the direction of those that have gone before him, his innocence is stripped away, that pure spirit is tainted with the stains of this evil world. We wake up one morning and we see the foolishness that child exudes yet we see none of the alcohol he ingests that is the source, we see the deceit in his eyes yet we see none of the influences that inspire it, we see pride in his step yet we see none of the lies that feed it, we see defiance in his stance yet we see nothing of the ego it feeds. What we see clearly and know in our hearts is that death is charging at him, with no mercy, to snatch that precious boy away. We know that as he takes that final plunge, he takes absolutely nothing with him. He can defend nothing, change nothing, do nothing because he's powerless to affect the inevitable. As he stares into the eyes of his Maker, his life plays out in front of him. He is so immersed in it yet so detached from it. He stands there and awaits what is to be his destiny determined by the path he chose to take. Unfair as it may seem that such a time as now, so fickle, determines a forever but alternately, honoring HIM with his now would have ensured him a blissful forever.
The Way I Are...
I had never been so bored in my entire life. There I was, sitting in possibly the most uncomfortable chair ever made, listening to my grandmother lecture on the evil boys can be. Can you imagine?! I could have been in a million and one places having the time of my life but no, there I was, listening to the old woman drone on and on. Had I known what was going to occur in the following weeks, I would have paid closer attention.
My name is Demide Akinola and I'm ever so privileged to be alive and whole today. I didn't understand why grandma was eager to talk to me and in the process frustrate me with her notions which i thought were super weird at the time, but now, I'm ever so grateful that she took the time. Here's how it all went down.
I went out with my friends a week after the dreaded lecture. The four of us were a tight-knit group consisting, me, Debola, Seun, and Oyinda. We had gone shopping that morning and tired ourselves right out. I mean, four girls... shopping... no chaperons... It was inevitable! Anyway, we decided to stop for lunch so we could rest a bit, we still had quite a ways to go. As we sat down to lunch, Oyinda filled us in on her current run-in with her mother. She and her mom were constantly at logger-heads for some unknown reason. I was listening so intently to her wild tale, I didn't notice him walk in... until Debola squealed.
"Gee, thanks a lot." I said, glaring at her.
I had jumped so violently when she screamed, I spilled some juice on myself.
"Sorry, but the finest looking thing this side of heaven just walked in." She answered not exactly looking remorseful, much to my chagrin.
I rolled my eyes at her. It was just like Debola to be so vain. I turned to stare at the subject in question, just to indulge her, and I was stunned.
Never before had anyone taken my breath away like this. I just sat there, unable to move, unable to speak, unable to think. The entirety of him took up my vision and exploded in my mind, implanting his very reflection on every fraction of my brain. I was practically catatonic.
"Whoa... breathe girl." This came from Seun as she fanned her hands in front of my face.
"Sorry... but... uhm..." I was at a loss for words.
Too bad i didn't know what a rotten piece of work he was on the inside, if I had, I would have stomped off when he sauntered up to us and said, "hey there."
Okay, this guy definitely knew the potency of his appeal.
"Dotun." He said, by way of introduction.
He stretched out his hand.His voice had the most soporific effect. You just wanted to sink right into it. I tried to speak but my voice felt like a mass of bubbles in my throat and my brain felt like a puddle of mush. Oyinda nudged me and then, "Demide." I put my hand in his.
I didn't even recognize my own voice.
Another nudge from Oyinda."Oh and these are my friends, Seun, Debola and Oyinda." I pointed respectively.
"Wow, four of the most beautiful girls and all at one table too, today must be my lucky day." He flashed the most bewitching smile.
Oh, what a smile. He just had to smile and scramble my already shattered reasoning all the more, didn't he? I smiled back at him for lack of something reasonably intelligent to say. Looking back now, I realize how tacky that line was.
He managed to weasel himself unto our table and before I knew it, we were all laughing like we were old friends. He was so enthralling. We were all hanging on his every word. I noticed his occasional glances at me but I schooled myself not to blush. It was during one of my 'do-not-blush' tactics that I checked the time and realized how much of it had flown right past.
"Guys, we have to get going. We are so late." I said apologetically.
All i got were blank stares. For a second there i thought maybe I hadn't spoken in English.
"Awww... shucks!!! I was having so much fun." Debola finally whined. It was all I could do to not roll my eyes at her again.
We finally got the show on the road after we had all given him our numbers. Imagine my surprise when about 5minutes after we're out the door, I get a text message, "DEMIDE, YOU JUST ROCKED MY WORLD... DOTUN."
I had hardly said anything throughout lunch and still, he noticed me. It felt so good, I couldn't help but blush this time.
"What are you smiling about?" Apparently, Seun noticed the blush.
"Nothing." I lied.
"Well, okay then, if you say so." She was still eyeing me suspiciously.
Dotun and I started seeing each other quite often after that and I was having so much fun. It was our own little clandestine affair and it felt so forbidden and magical. I didn't want to share it with anyone. The memories of our time together were just for me in my own little world where i could think on them and fantasize about more beautiful memories we'd make in my mind. I fielded off all talk of him when my friends casually commented that he never even got in touch. I should have shared with them like friends do.
We had plans to go to the movies, Dotun and I, and he asked that I pick him up at his place, I agreed. I didn't even question the plan seeing as his house was on the other side of town from the cinema. I was so smitten by him that I would've done just about anything to please him.I knew I was asking for trouble when I found out we were home alone and I still went on to sit next to him on the sofa. I figured we'd just have us some harmless fun and that would be that. We started fooling around and obviously, things spun quickly out of control. No sooner had we touched did he start asking for the one thing I couldn't give.
"Stop." I said, shoving at him.
"Stop!" A little more forcefully this time.
"STOP!" I yelled, finally getting him off.He grabbed me and started to shake me.
It wasn't so much as the shaking than the look in his eyes that had fear and dread churning in the pit of my stomach. I knew if i didn't do something soon, I'd never again see the light of day this side of reality. Then like a flash, it came to me, grandma's wise words. I gave it all i could and he doubled over in agony, screaming obscenities at my fleeing form. I actually did it, I couldn't believe it, but that wasn't the time to celebrate, I had to run.
I finally got myself to safety and after getting my wits back, I called my friends and told them everything. 'twas then I truly appreciated the technology of conference call. Anyway, Seun asked the obvious question.
"So, what did you remember? what did you do to him?"
On the day of the ever so lengthy session, grandma told me that if I ever found myself in such a delicate situation, I should aim low, if you know what I mean.
"NO! YOU DIDN'T!" Oyinda exclaimed. I could almost see her eyes popping out. Debola had dissolved into peals of laughter.
"Yep! I did. It was either that or be plant manure. So I sucked in my breath and kicked as hard as I could and it worked, fortunately."
We all started to laugh so hard, I didn't know when I started weeping.
I've wondered why something like that happened to me and now that I'm older and wiser I see why.I allowed what a man thought about me to control me. I put myself at the mercy of human knowledge and reasoning to gain approval and I didn't need that. I didn't even understand that I didn't need that. Well, not anymore! I know who I am and it's what you can be to if you believe it. So from Demide to you, here it is; "I AM THE EXCELLENCE OF THE LORD AND IN ME IS ALL HIS DELIGHT" Say it and believe it, its who GOD has said you are.
My name is Demide Akinola and I'm ever so privileged to be alive and whole today. I didn't understand why grandma was eager to talk to me and in the process frustrate me with her notions which i thought were super weird at the time, but now, I'm ever so grateful that she took the time. Here's how it all went down.
I went out with my friends a week after the dreaded lecture. The four of us were a tight-knit group consisting, me, Debola, Seun, and Oyinda. We had gone shopping that morning and tired ourselves right out. I mean, four girls... shopping... no chaperons... It was inevitable! Anyway, we decided to stop for lunch so we could rest a bit, we still had quite a ways to go. As we sat down to lunch, Oyinda filled us in on her current run-in with her mother. She and her mom were constantly at logger-heads for some unknown reason. I was listening so intently to her wild tale, I didn't notice him walk in... until Debola squealed.
"Gee, thanks a lot." I said, glaring at her.
I had jumped so violently when she screamed, I spilled some juice on myself.
"Sorry, but the finest looking thing this side of heaven just walked in." She answered not exactly looking remorseful, much to my chagrin.
I rolled my eyes at her. It was just like Debola to be so vain. I turned to stare at the subject in question, just to indulge her, and I was stunned.
Never before had anyone taken my breath away like this. I just sat there, unable to move, unable to speak, unable to think. The entirety of him took up my vision and exploded in my mind, implanting his very reflection on every fraction of my brain. I was practically catatonic.
"Whoa... breathe girl." This came from Seun as she fanned her hands in front of my face.
"Sorry... but... uhm..." I was at a loss for words.
Too bad i didn't know what a rotten piece of work he was on the inside, if I had, I would have stomped off when he sauntered up to us and said, "hey there."
Okay, this guy definitely knew the potency of his appeal.
"Dotun." He said, by way of introduction.
He stretched out his hand.His voice had the most soporific effect. You just wanted to sink right into it. I tried to speak but my voice felt like a mass of bubbles in my throat and my brain felt like a puddle of mush. Oyinda nudged me and then, "Demide." I put my hand in his.
I didn't even recognize my own voice.
Another nudge from Oyinda."Oh and these are my friends, Seun, Debola and Oyinda." I pointed respectively.
"Wow, four of the most beautiful girls and all at one table too, today must be my lucky day." He flashed the most bewitching smile.
Oh, what a smile. He just had to smile and scramble my already shattered reasoning all the more, didn't he? I smiled back at him for lack of something reasonably intelligent to say. Looking back now, I realize how tacky that line was.
He managed to weasel himself unto our table and before I knew it, we were all laughing like we were old friends. He was so enthralling. We were all hanging on his every word. I noticed his occasional glances at me but I schooled myself not to blush. It was during one of my 'do-not-blush' tactics that I checked the time and realized how much of it had flown right past.
"Guys, we have to get going. We are so late." I said apologetically.
All i got were blank stares. For a second there i thought maybe I hadn't spoken in English.
"Awww... shucks!!! I was having so much fun." Debola finally whined. It was all I could do to not roll my eyes at her again.
We finally got the show on the road after we had all given him our numbers. Imagine my surprise when about 5minutes after we're out the door, I get a text message, "DEMIDE, YOU JUST ROCKED MY WORLD... DOTUN."
I had hardly said anything throughout lunch and still, he noticed me. It felt so good, I couldn't help but blush this time.
"What are you smiling about?" Apparently, Seun noticed the blush.
"Nothing." I lied.
"Well, okay then, if you say so." She was still eyeing me suspiciously.
Dotun and I started seeing each other quite often after that and I was having so much fun. It was our own little clandestine affair and it felt so forbidden and magical. I didn't want to share it with anyone. The memories of our time together were just for me in my own little world where i could think on them and fantasize about more beautiful memories we'd make in my mind. I fielded off all talk of him when my friends casually commented that he never even got in touch. I should have shared with them like friends do.
We had plans to go to the movies, Dotun and I, and he asked that I pick him up at his place, I agreed. I didn't even question the plan seeing as his house was on the other side of town from the cinema. I was so smitten by him that I would've done just about anything to please him.I knew I was asking for trouble when I found out we were home alone and I still went on to sit next to him on the sofa. I figured we'd just have us some harmless fun and that would be that. We started fooling around and obviously, things spun quickly out of control. No sooner had we touched did he start asking for the one thing I couldn't give.
"Stop." I said, shoving at him.
"Stop!" A little more forcefully this time.
"STOP!" I yelled, finally getting him off.He grabbed me and started to shake me.
It wasn't so much as the shaking than the look in his eyes that had fear and dread churning in the pit of my stomach. I knew if i didn't do something soon, I'd never again see the light of day this side of reality. Then like a flash, it came to me, grandma's wise words. I gave it all i could and he doubled over in agony, screaming obscenities at my fleeing form. I actually did it, I couldn't believe it, but that wasn't the time to celebrate, I had to run.
I finally got myself to safety and after getting my wits back, I called my friends and told them everything. 'twas then I truly appreciated the technology of conference call. Anyway, Seun asked the obvious question.
"So, what did you remember? what did you do to him?"
On the day of the ever so lengthy session, grandma told me that if I ever found myself in such a delicate situation, I should aim low, if you know what I mean.
"NO! YOU DIDN'T!" Oyinda exclaimed. I could almost see her eyes popping out. Debola had dissolved into peals of laughter.
"Yep! I did. It was either that or be plant manure. So I sucked in my breath and kicked as hard as I could and it worked, fortunately."
We all started to laugh so hard, I didn't know when I started weeping.
I've wondered why something like that happened to me and now that I'm older and wiser I see why.I allowed what a man thought about me to control me. I put myself at the mercy of human knowledge and reasoning to gain approval and I didn't need that. I didn't even understand that I didn't need that. Well, not anymore! I know who I am and it's what you can be to if you believe it. So from Demide to you, here it is; "I AM THE EXCELLENCE OF THE LORD AND IN ME IS ALL HIS DELIGHT" Say it and believe it, its who GOD has said you are.
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