The bus drove down the streets of Aguda in full speed. The shouts of the commuters brought back his senses. He sighed derogatorily because his thoughts were being disturbed. ‘Driver, why are you in so much a hurry?’ One of the commuters asked, tapping the driver at the shoulder as he was sitting directly behind the driver. ‘Haven’t you come across the slogan that says; there is no hurry in life? I beg you in the name of God; I’m not ready to die yet!’ The driver remained adamant and continued his driving. In a bid to remove his attention from the waggling commuters, he pushed his face out from his side of the window and blotted with his fingers on his nose as support. ‘This driver is everything but civilized. See the way he is even behaving rudely as if he is only carrying animals here instead of human beings,’ another commuter retorted. Instantly, there was uproar from the rest of the commuters as each was trying his or her best to be heard simultaneously. Justice, on the
‘Wow! That was close. If mother had demanded for money from me, I would have been in for it,’ he smiled as he had gotten a positive response for his worries. ‘JT, your food is served,’ his mother called. He walked towards the table, sat down and prayed before savouring the food. He smiled at each spoon he put into his mouth and relished the food that had so much great taste. He praised his mother’s cooking prowess. The birds were chirping in the neighbourhood. From one mango tree to another they made their nests. They hopped on top of all the trees from a mango tree to an orange tree and then to the hibiscus flower in front of Justice’s house. They tended to the flower with their constant hopping as Justice would do during his leisure. Apart from designing buildings as an architect, he also had another thing that turns him on, a hobby he wouldn’t dare let go even if he wanted; tending to the flowers. He lazily opened his eyes as the morning ushered in a new dawn. He made to
He knocked and there was no answer. He knocked persistently. ‘O boy, let it not be that I’m a bit late,’ he thought. Just at that instance, he could see a security man advancing towards him. ‘Who is there?’ The guard asked. ‘JT,’ he answered. ‘Whom do you wish to see?’ He asked. ‘Please, I want to meet with Prince.’ ‘Prince?’ The guard asked in confusion. ‘JT on realizing that he could not be granted entrance rephrased his statement. ‘I mean, I want to meet with the chairman.’ He knew that Prince would definitely be with the chairman. The security man opened the gate and ushered him in. JT walked towards the main building and never imagined that looking at the building from the outside, one would bet that the exterior is just as good as the interior. But on the contrary, the interior seemed much more sophisticated than the exterior itself. This artistic irony seemed to impress him more. The flowers! Yes, the flowers caught his attention. There were beautiful l
Immediately, he saw an oncoming bus, the conductor of the bus was calling out to passengers going to the Island. He hailed the conductor and the bus stopped. He was anticipating going to the rear as usual, when the conductor gesticulated that he should sit in the front seat since no passenger was there. He agitated but eventually gave in. He opened the front door to enter and while he was about to sit on the passenger’s seat, he noticed in front of the bus just directly facing the driver, the picture of Jesus Christ with a halo on it. He sat down and for some moments, was captured by what he felt was the presence of God. He sat still and prayed within him again for the second time that God should make his day auspicious. He didn’t want any inauspicious moments in his life again. He dozed off in no distant time and scenes in his life were just flashing before him kaleidoscopically. He opened his eyes to the clean mass of water. He realized he had reached the Island and sprouting f
He thought, ‘what drastic change of emotions.’ ‘JT, you have brought back my glory.’ I’ve actually waited for this break all through my life. Yes, I’ve made it in life. I have money, fame and prestige but I wouldn’t be happier than now. Thank you my dear.’ JT was surprised and elated the same time. He had never been more informal with his boss than this. ‘Are you here?’ He asked. He shook his head and answered. ‘Yes sir, I’m here it’s just that I’m short of words, I mean words seem to elude me.’ ‘My boy, finally we’ve gotten the contract; the long awaited contract to build the Miami tunnel. And as a matter of fact, the deal would not be concluded without you flying down there and giving the presentation yourself.’ ‘Wow! Wow!’ he jumped and fell on his knees and thanked God who had made it happen. He could see a lot of skirts and trousers moving up and down. There seemed to be seriousness in every corner. He removed the
She carried her in her arms and kept her in her shoulder as she walked in to lay her down. ‘Madam, ma’am,’ A voice was calling out to her and a hand was trying to wake her up. ‘Uhh,’ she started. ‘Well, I’m sorry ma’am you h’d better wake up otherwise you would miss your flight,’ the air hostess said. ‘Thank you,’ she said as she adjusted her sun-shade and rose to move. ‘You are welcome,’ the voice said.The queue was almost disappearing by the time she reached. She was almost the last person to be checked. ‘How long had she been sleeping in that reception hall?’ She asked herself.She went straight to the security officials checking passengers and their luggage.All her life she had never experienced this.She could not allow herself to come up with an answer regarding the reason behind her sleep this afternoon. She prayed that today should be auspicious given the fact that she was going to fly in the next couple of minutes.When the security official was through with his sc
However, as they continued their journey, his companion was always taking some calls. None of those calls lasted for fifty seconds each. JT wondered whether it wasn’t just a coincidence. He knew right then that he had a lot to learn from these people. Right before them was the tallest building he had ever set his eyes on. He whistled and said that it was an architectural masterpiece. He brought out his mobile phone and took a picture of the building. He could share knowledge and improve on his own designs, he thought. Mr. Cooper on the other hand only nodded his head. He led the way for him as they entered a lift. The lift stopped them on the twenty-second floor. As they approached the office of the Managing Director, Justice could see a silhouette from the window shade. The silhouette seemed to be holding a stick in his hand and putting it into his mouth. He thought that the person must be smoking. The door opened even before Mr. Cooper could touch it. Right before them was
‘Kleptomania is a mental condition, a disease that causes a strong desire to steal things, often with no wish or intention to possess the things stolen.’ ‘This is serious,’ exclaimed JT. ‘How is the father of this girl protecting her?’ ‘In the light of the law, she’s been protected since her father is a justice. He makes sure that she is never prosecuted.’ ‘Why then doesn’t he, kind of restrict her movement?’ He asked. ‘He wants her to live a normal life hoping that one day nature would reverse what it had done on her.’ ‘Well, I hope so too.’ ‘Now to your second question…I happen to be a lawyer by profession and I work as a team with two or three other lawyers for the company. Secondly, I watched you enter the mall in a confused state and that was how I figured out your problem. And to your third question, let’s just say that I decided to put my emotions under control.’ ‘You mentioned a company. Which company are you talking about?’ ‘I’m talking about the same company for whi
She believed that her gorgeous looks and Jenkins’s love for her would do the trick. She shouldn’t have to do anything at all. She considered herself not like the other women who fight for their love by becoming mischievous. She was observing Chief Coker and Nma discussing some tables away and she could see his gaze at her every couple of minutes and some smile escaping from the corner of his mouth spontaneously. She felt so stupid for even asking Nma to enquire from her husband. What the heck, the deed had been done, she only had to wait for her feedback. While she waited, she remembered that she had left her precious gifts with their father, so she went to join them. Her mind’s eye could not help but take her down memory lane. It was mid-September, the rains were beginning to fall with great intensity, she felt so cold in that weather. She hadn’t enough clothes on her, she had exhausted all that she had. She needed a number of heavy clothing to ward away cold because her pregnancy h
What was she actually going to do with him now that he had suggested that they would be going to meet his parents? Was she really ready for a relationship with him, no matter the nature be it marriage or casual relationship? From the look of things, he really wanted more from her. She could guess that he wanted a lasting relationship. What her children thought of the whole thing really mattered to her. She felt that she would go with whatever decision they had to take. She started hearing footsteps approaching her and she felt it could be her daughters that were coming to her. She turned around and saw them. She couldn’t believe her eyes. If she hadn’t left the house together with Sophia and having known the clothing she wore before, she wouldn’t have been able to differentiate between the two of them. They were incredibly unidentifiable. He took the pleasure of walking behind them. Mirabel was the first to speak. ‘Mum, here we are.’ She said gesticulating with her hands wide open.
She had longed for him all these years, hoping that he would return to her, that he would tell her how much he actually loved her. She was beginning to love him, but suddenly, he vanished into thin air. What is love as he claimed if you can’t stand up to what you love? If you cannot love unconditionally? She was still lost in the climax of her ocean of thoughts when he walked in unannounced admiring her. Immediately, she felt his presence and she started. ‘My love, how are you fairing? Do you know that am so elated seeing you? I mean, am over the moon.’ He said smiling and embracing her. ‘Please, don’t touch me.’ She said glaring at him. ‘Why? You are still the same old you dear. How can I make you understand? It’s really not what you are thinking. I still do love you. A moment did not pass by without me thinking of you. I actually did come to see you but I found out that the police were after me. I lay low for some months in another state handling some of my father’s businesses.
They said their prayers, did a lot of cleaning up because the day was on a Saturday. They worked round the clock tirelessly, it was around 1 o’clock that they had finished, very exhausted. They quickly refreshed again and got ready for the late afternoon event. Driving through the streets of Lagos was fun to justice once more; sitting beside him was the love of his life, Sharon. The rest of the family members were seated at the back of the car. Chief James Coker, his wife, Nma and Mirabel had taken Justice and Sharon out in order to conceal the fact that they were planning a surprise party for them. They went to the malls to pick one or two things. However, they had a stop at their local parish where they met with the parish priest who gave them his own blessings once more after their marriage. It was already 3pm by the time they were through with the outing. Chief had to suggest that they should start going home knowing that everything must have been set by then. Meanwhile, as the
A nation without the majority of the youth is already dead, literally. The second sound of the cock crowing brought her back to reality and she switched on the side-lamp and took a look at the wall-clock, it was already few minutes past six. She got out of bed and wore her slip-on. She opened her door and tapped on the door leading to Sophia’s room. There was no response, she knocked persistently, yet no response. She quietly pushed open the door, turning the door knob to let herself in. The white bedspread lay all around the bed in a careless manner. The edge of the bedspread was beginning to touch the floor. Sophia lay in bed unaware that her mother was right there with her. She stooped to pick the edge of the bedspread and tried arranging it on the bed a little. She shook her head on how careless her daughter could sleep. This was one of the reasons she had forbidden her from staying on campus but she objected to it, insisting that it would help her to focus on her studies when
Love is considered to be both positive and negative, with its virtue representing human kindness, compassion, and affection, as “the unselfish loyal and benevolent concern for the good of another. It also has its vice representing human moral flaw, akin to vanity, selfishness, and egotism, as potentially leading people into a type of mania or obsessiveness. This diversity of uses and meanings combined with the complexity of the feelings involved makes love unusually difficult to consistently define, compared to other emotional states. The night was exceptionally cold, bringing back memories to Sophia of their trial days. She had really known how it was to be lonely. The world is a cruel place and she still didn’t know if it would get better. Her mum had seen it all in life and she had tasted both the bitter and sweet side of life. The sweet side she knew did not outweigh the bitter side. All through her life, she had come to grow to be resilient when it relates to pain, the pain she
‘Business, you said?’ Chief asked not understanding what he meant. ‘Yes sir, some other type of business, kind of personal sir.’ He said, wishing that the discussion didn’t have to extend on his personal matter. ‘I was meant to understand by your father, my senior colleague that you were coming home to take over his business.’ Chief James said unassumingly in a business manner. ‘Yes, that I would do, but right now there is only one thing on my mind of which I will let the cat out of the bag when the time is right.’ Jenkins concluded. ‘Dear, meet my wife and daughter.’ He said beckoning on mother and daughter to get closer. ‘Good evening ma’am.’ He greeted Nma with a kiss on her right hand. ‘She is really a beauty sir.’ He affirmed. ‘Of course, dear, there is no disputing the fact and I wouldn’t have loved her less.’ ‘Hello dear. What’s your name?’ He asked Mirabel, with a strange feeling of a strong connection. He felt there was something about this girl he needed to
After few minutes, she felt the urge to poop again. She gave one sharp push, and there she was, another cute angel. Just then, the midwife cut the placenta and cleaned her up. She always wondered if she could see her other daughter ever again, not that she wanted to take her, but it would be ideal if she could know her mother. The conversation between the two sisters had taken a great deal of their time that they hadn’t realized how the time flew. They both looked at their watches at the same time. ‘Wow! I have to get going. My older brother and the wife are expected home today from their honeymoon.’ Mirabel exclaimed. ‘Really? You don’t say. You have an older brother? There’s a lot I have to know about you and your family.’ Sophia gushed. ‘Yes, sis, I do. Mum will be waiting for me to return home by now. We have planned a surprise welcome home party for them the next day. Perhaps I shall invite you over.’ ‘That will be lovely.’ Sophia grinned. ‘Alright, may I have your ph
The madam showed her displeasure that she couldn’t pick a child she wanted to adopt from the children there. She thought she would choose one so that they could begin the legal preparations for adoption. However, she met the opposite reaction. ‘Ma’am, please may I know why you couldn’t choose any child from our home? Could it be that you don’t like our system of operation here? Madam Faith asked Nma. ‘No, no, please don’t get me wrong. I love everything about this home, but my attention is being drifted to another place. ‘And where could this be? She asked again. ‘I would like to know one thing, could you tell me who that girl that welcomed me is? She asked expectantly. ‘Oh! You mean Nkem? Madam Faith asked heaving a sigh of relief, at least she is still within the context of her environment, her own space. ‘Yes, if that’s her name.’ By now they were back to the common room and she asked Nma to sit down while she tells her all about Nkem, at least, the one that she hersel