Thursday, October 6, 2016

Peace comes tomorrow 2

He called me into his office. He paced round for a while then paused to look with those scary eyes behind the rim of his glasses for a few seconds. “You can’t intimidate me anymore”, I thought, “I have come to set myself free”. He brought out some papers and muttered “are you tired of his job?” How can you make mistakes of this magnitude? I had omitted a zero from an amount of money a customer was to pay back.
I was dazed and feared the implications of this error. With no recollection of the need to or being invited, I was seated on one of the visitors’ chairs in his office and just gawked at the paper. I kept going over the figure hoping for a miracle to happen. Maybe a zero will miraculously appear. I was weak to my knees and bile rose to my throat. I barely noticed as he fumed over the room. His actions mattered less to me as worry had overshadowed fear.
He was already reading my resignation letter before I looked up. I didn't even recall giving it to him. He tore the letter and trashed it. “I will advise you to stay put till you pay back all these money”, he said. We spent hours addressing the modalities on how I’ll pay back. It was our first brotherly discussion even if it was partly to save his ass and mine.

Earlier on, I was delighted that I’ll be finally free from the bondage but my happiness was short-lived. I have just entered into another contractual 'one chance' agreement which will keep me here for longer than I wanted and could bear.
I had promised to call my spouse later in the day to tell her how my boss took the news of my resignation. Little did I know there was something else in store for me. She called when she didn’t get a call from me but alas, I couldn’t pick her calls. This kind of discussion has to wait till I return home at night. Her numerous calls were making me go mad has it came repeatedly. She hates when I don’t pick her calls and she keeps at it trying till I am forced to. Today is different, the little ego in me has been snatched out of my soul. She sent a text later which I read. Gosh! She came around to celebrate my freedom. She had been calling to let me know she was around. We had planned to visit the week after just to celebrate my resignation from this corporate slavery.

“Oga banker, tonight go sweet o”, the greeting from the gate-man. That was the first greeting I got when I got into my compound. I wasn’t even in the mood for his jokes. She was angry when I got in the room. Despite, she served me a cup of water and took off my dented shoes while I sat tiredly. That is one of the benefit of dating girls breed the traditional way. Unlike all the eyelashes fixing mannequins, who can cook only noodles. I narrated the events of the day to her and the anger on her face changed to worry. 'So, you are still working there', she asked. I was angry because my narration said so, “why the question again”, I thought. “The bright side is that I am not cooling off in the police cell which is the other way the scenario in the office would have ended”, I said. She shrugged and asked what I’ll eat. At least she is the silver lining in today’s dark sky. I can take solace in her comforting presence.

I ate my first decent meal in months that night. My roomie was more than happy to vacate the room for us. We had so much so to talk about. Her final year project and the lecturers who take themselves as a god. We talked about her 'toasters'. She knows I get irritated when I get to hear a particular name that helps her with materials for projects and assignment. 'I hope this nice guy wants nothing in return?', I asked angrily. “Why can't you come over to help me with the project”, she angrily barked back. “I told you he is just a friend”, she said in a softer voice.
I woke up late again this Saturday, the third time in a row. I was supposed to prepare for work but I have decided to work at my own pace henceforth. There is no way I can survive if my superiors keep shoving heavy duties on me. Come to think of it, I am expected to spend all the days of the week at work. No! I just got smarter. Debt or no debt, I decided to ease my mind today.
The aroma coming from the pot by the corner of the room makes me want to get married soon. Well, I decided to forget about work craze and enjoy today with my spouse. We might just visit the cinema and laze under the sun in bar beach. Happiness just found me.

Saturday, September 17, 2016

...for the love(s) of my life

It can start with friendship
And some say it is at first sight
It also starts with infatuation and lust
Whichever way it begins, love is beautiful
It is overwhelming and refreshing like the waterfall
Its tides and waves washes away the senses
The feeling is pure, unadulterated and stupid
It controls your whole, down to your limbs
You are like a zombie, but with a radiant smile
Nothing else matters but your love
The fear of love leaving is unthinkable
The thought of the trauma if love leaves unimaginable
You close your mind to reasoning
You live in a paradise created by you
A paradise you live in with another being who is not aware

Like a bad dream in a tragic movie,
Everything comes crashing
What you dreaded the most comes to reality
The love you thought would never leave, just did
You question ‘why’, ‘how’ and ‘what’ and regret ‘if’
You wish to turn back the hands of time to those beautiful moments
You sleep in tears and wish you remain asleep
The future looks blank without your love
Foods taste bland because love is missing
Family and friends consoles you, you’re irritable
Songs on the radio are deliberately played to hurt you

Love remains love because you think love will return
Everyone is an enemy except your love
As it dawns on you that love won’t be back,
The love gradually transforms into hate
The one you loved becomes loathed
The moon-lit face you dreamt about becomes annoying
The intensity of the hate equals that of the love you once felt

As days interchange with the night,
new hobbies are picked preoccupying the mind
Some other things now bring happiness
Nothing matters anymore, everything matters and all is valued within limits
There is no room for hate for the one you once loved
There is not even room for the stupid version of love to be wasted on anyone
At this point, indifference sets in
The feeling that can be used to reduce someone to no one
Onetime love does not annoy nor spark happiness
One time love becomes the insignificant face like the hundreds we see in the market

Please love me and I’ll be happy; if you hate me, I’ll feel important; but if you are indifferent towards me, I become no one

Wednesday, August 24, 2016

Life can be beautiful

How can you say life is beautiful
When you've not seen a duck lead her ducklings
When you haven't seen a hen fiercely protect her chick
When you haven't seen a baby smile at her mother

You say life is beautiful
But you don't want to get wet by the rain
But you avoid the sun so you won't sweat

Life can't be beautiful
If you haven't seen stars in night sky form shape of things
If the golden yellow early morning sun isn't happiness
If the shape of the clouds don't look like some animals

Life isn't yet beautiful
Without the songs from the birds early in the morning
Without the cocks crow at dusk
Without the unknown faces with early morning smiles

Life is beautiful when the gentle breeze soothe you under the tree
You lay under it, enjoying the shade and serenity

Life is beautiful when you can see is the beauty in it