• Posted by : Beryl Wednesday, 4 October 2017



    Bats were chirping quiet loudly in the air that midnight. The silence that moment had had the semblance like none before. Not even one sound could be recorded I could remember very well; everything was as dead as the cold hands of death himself. Except for the chirping of the those bad birds whose verses I averse so very well. And the continuous shout help help help that coupled the whir of the birds. It was the tone of Suwa, Fijy's mother, who was as old as the worst tattered rag one could ever picture.
    Fijy had all ready woken and the shout which continued was not a great shock to him, in spite it was in the midnight, so he sped down like a squirrel treated for maniacal plight to the area the shout was coming from to know what was going on.
    ''Fijy, Fijy, Fijy. It was..., It was... Ah... Ah... Ah...'' Suwa said crying, gasping and quivering right in her room.
    She was in the rest room where people rest of cause. The bedsheet, for covering the bed of cause, had fallen and the bed had shifted from its face to the back part. The stool, which receives food to be taken of cause, and all that that stood before the midnight had turned opposite. Even the pictures that were hung in the room had fallen again. The good food she was served she would not eat had developed maggots overnight again. Still screaming right on top of her loud voice, she was crying alongside with tear glands flocking up the floor of the room like the great ocean we were told in the tales. She was seated at the tip of the bed and it was the coming in of Fijy into the scene that quieted her.
    Fijy entered and was aggravated and saddened to the core in the heart. His countenance dropped having seen what the well set room had turned to again, weariness was what took him up next with its painful tusks, for that night was not her first night to scream right in the mid of the night since her arrival from the village.
    ''Mama, is it your usual dream again or something else this time?'' Fijy asked mellowly putting on the light from the switch at the entrance into the room. Suwa would not talk again, in the stead of telling her son what went wrong she went into her sleeping position with her back facing the face of the bed. Fijy left the room confused again for her mother would not tell him what she saw in her dreams that would always make her scream almost midnightly. He was so very tired of neighbours asking him questions he has no answers to when the day breaks, about the causes of the screaming from his house. All he would always do was to lie that it was his mother who has mental problem. He loves Suwa a lot no doubt about that, even the intervention of his wife to send her back to the village would not make him do that.
    In the following morny, the nightguards that watch over their streets came to pay him a visit.
    ''Dr. Fijy, we have been contemplating whether to come over here to come and ask you why someone would always make a disturbing noise in your building for long. So yesterday we agreed to'' their leader said. One of them added, '' sir, am one of the nightguards that watch over your affairs besides God when you have gone to the bed to sleep, the kind of noise that person makes would always make wake us up thinking may be thieves are on raid again. We have come really to urge you to tell that person to stop it, it is not helping, it disturbs and diverts attention, you are well read, am sure you would understand us''.
    After three days, the same thing repeated itself at the same time it did the last time. The next Saturday even was the day and time scheduled for the estate meeting that happens twice in two months, the issue was what was discussed on through out the meeting. Suwa lied that it was his mother who was mentally ill that would always make the disturbing noise. The street elders then urged him to take her to the appropriate hospital for appropriate care, they made him aware they live in estate filled with persons of affluence, who have businesses they think about all day and the night's only when they rest but now his mother is denying them that. He promised he would do something soon and the meeting came to a close.
    Suwa bought a local daily paper, a week after the meeting held, it had it that some pinchers were caught around Visuwo Street, Bopruz Avenue, Degi Area Ilumodun State and have been jailed for the assassination of Mr Plater, a white man, who  had come to invest in the country. Their pictures were at the front page of the paper, the max. were enough even for blind persons to see and identify.
    Out of disgust, Fijy soliloquised ''where exactly are we going to in this country?'' ''What's happened again my son?'' Suwa asked. Fijy picked up the paper n' showed his mother, ''see, these young men killed this whiteman who've come to come and help this country up''. ''Ah Ah Ah, my son this is a good news, this is the reason I make noise usually in the midnight''. ''What?'' Fijy asked confusedly.
    Jodekss Gloatkenf.
    Skirts.

    Bogo - Female character
    Mopo - Female character
    Zozo -  Male character
    Toto  -   Male character.

    Zozo:
    welcome friend, it has been long since we have sat together like this. Don't you think! How is school?

    Toto:
    Just there jare, we are pushing it little by little. Well, before we know it we are done. And when was the last time and you and our friend talk?

    Zozo:
    He did not call and neither did I. You know, as it is with him so it is with you. People don't call much these days you know, Facebook, whatsapp and all that are there. Only megabyte and battery suffer the consequence. Uhm! I am taking that exam again you know, my keen passion for education is still there. I am choosing another ivory tower jare my friend. In fact enh, home bores now, really friend, am tired!

    Toto:
    You just don't give up brother, it is gonna be fine you know. Even if you have lost that passion we would feed you till death... ;)

    Zozo:
    You are crazy. :)
    So, gist me about your babes on campus ehn!

    Toto:
    Ahem! I do not have their time o. It is my book and I only. My book is my big babe! :*

    Zozo:
    Your eye brows blink faster when you are lying you know;). Well, Serve me with something guy.

    Toto:
    Okay, I hope you do not mind a warm drink! Yes of cause you don't mind. Soooo, gist me about her. Is she around? I mean Bogo!

    Zozo:
    Ah, that one, yeah, she came around but I learnt she had returned. Well, you know, people like her be one of the reasons my passion for education should remain. We are not really into relationship like that anymore. She is now wiser you know. I am at home she is in school and almost done. She has started giving attitudes. You know am not surprised. When you tell a girl she is the only one you have, she starts taking you for granted and all that. Let's just forget it friend.

    Toto:
    I understand your position friend more than you could ever imagine. I fell into the same depth when I was still at home. In fact, my own was more serious than yours. It was painful. When you got pulled into a relationship by a girl and the girl got you so serious about it but along the line, to change the whole story to something very horrid. It pained me but you know, ''a gecko that thinks it owns the whole night has certainly forgotten lizards own the whole day''.
    She kept telling me she had someone else, someone better, you know, she even showed me the engagement ring and the pictures they took together. So, I thought about it very well and said well, since it has changed into that, that means we are just friends after long years of being together. I let her know my stance and she acted it is fine and would not want the husband to be to know there is even friendship twixt us. So, the only one picture we had together she deleted and warned me not to tag her anymore into pictures on social networks.

    Zozo:
    What! Is it Mopo?

    Toto:
    Yes.

    Zozo:
    Guy, why are you just telling me this now?

    Toto:
    I am so very sorry, it is a story I do not like remembering let alone telling. But to cheer you up is the reason am telling you now. Let me quickly paraphrase the rest, we need to go out.
    So there was a day I was walking past her place, I called to greet her parents. When I got there I got to know she had been around for weeks. I asked her why she would not let me know. She said she forgot. Well, we sat and talked outside, it was in the night. She told me she needed money for something so very important and what she needed it for. I did not know if she was telling the truth or the otherwise. Luckily for her, I had just collected my salary. I dipped my hand in my back pocket, counted the exact amount she said she needed and asked her to have it. But her reply really was the last straw that killed it all because I wanted give her that money for no purpose but to help. She said, ''I cannot take it, because if I do ehn, that would open door for you to propose to me''.

    Zozo:
    Awww... That was childish.

    Toto:
    I was expecting you to say so. :)

    Zozo:
    I put the money back and promised not to come back there again. That was the last time I saw her really. A friend close to me and close to her told me till now she is still single.

    Toto:
    Gush! And what about now? Any other lady in your life now?

    Zozo:
    Yes of cause, a better one, in fact the best of the best. She is studying pharmacy. Wait, let me show you her picture.

    Toto:
    Oh boy! You caught a good fish. I hope she has the right attitude! Physical beauty dies but the inner lives for ever as you would always say you remember?

    Zozo:
    Of cause I do. We met when I gained admission.
    So if you are being pushed away by a girl because of your right heart and because you have no leverage. Eat the dirt and never give up. There is nobody like her but there are millions more that better her. Prayer, patience and or fortitude does it bro.

    Toto:
    Awww... All right. Let us go out.

    Zozo:
    Put the bottle in its crate there at the entrance. Let me go and take my bathe, dress and we go out pal.

    Jodekss
    ©2015

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