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Re: Number 225 Katakata Street by Sirme411(m): 8:55am On Dec 30, 2017
donblazer10:
that conjuring ehn...I couldn't sleep fr a whole week after watching it...God!...the part whr that catholic nun appeared behind that old man ws mind blowing...I literally wet my self..

am trying to face my fears bro...Daht catholic nun is my Wallpaper now....it keeps me off my phone at night now...
Re: Number 225 Katakata Street by itsandi(m): 9:55am On Dec 30, 2017
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Re: Number 225 Katakata Street by donblazer10(m): 1:36pm On Dec 30, 2017
Sirme411:


am trying to face my fears bro...Daht catholic nun is my Wallpaper now....it keeps me off my phone at night now...
really?...cn you post the picture here,I wanna quickly save it
Re: Number 225 Katakata Street by surddick(m): 6:40pm On Dec 30, 2017
Sirme411:
You af successfully Ruined My Night....Av nt gotten over "the conjuring" Pt 2"The most "scariest" film af ever watched'....centino naw come nd gimme another horror story for.ere.....

Note:Do not.attempt to download nd watch the Film mentioned Above...it is not for the faint-hearted
Re: Number 225 Katakata Street by Centino: 1:34pm On Dec 31, 2017
THE BABY

We got back to the compound and sure enough, papa Efe was still in the bathroom. Mama Akunna was also still standing on Josiah’s head for her table and benches to be made, and others had gathered in front of the shops talking about fuel scarcity and its consequence on the Christmas celebrations. Achike was saying “They do it all the time during Christmas. It is because they don’t want Christians to enjoy their celebration that is why they do it. Lukman said “Oga Achike you lie. It has nothing to do with Christmas. After all, the New Year celebration follows almost immediately and we are all involved. And besides, who told you the Christmas celebration has anything to do with Christianity sef? See all the drinking, all the partying, and all the fvcking that go on everywhere all in the name of Christmas. Me I am a Muslim but I can’t wait for Christmas every year. Go the beaches on the Island every night on the Christmas week and see. No wonder your Christ has no choice but to die for you shortly after at Easter.”

“You shut up there. Because a few sinners have decided to let themselves loose at this time does not mean that the majority of us do not know what it is about. They should give us fuel so that those of us that want to go to church to give thanks to the Almighty can do so.”

“The marketers had warned the federal government since January that by December they would not be able to import again to sell for 145 naira. They did nothing about it. If the authorities say they are surprised by this scarcity they lie,” Mr Zubi said.

“Oga, you see your APC?” Lukman said. “Change change change. You see the change? I no tell una?”

“That is not what we should be talking about now. It is clear for all to see that the last administration was right that total deregulation of the downstream sector is the solution to the problem. They should take the bull by the horn and do it. After all, the people that protested against it the last time are all on their side now and keeping quiet. No one will go to Ojota to mount speakers again. We will adapt. What many don’t know is that fuel is cheapest in Nigeria compared to other parts of the world. With the exchange rate at about N360 to a dollar, in the US fuel is N214 per liter. In South Africa N277, in Canada N300, in Ghana N303, in Angola that overtook Nigeria as the highest exporters of crude oil when those Niger Delta boys were at the peak of their destruction petrol sells for N330.

N145 is not sustainable so let the Government stop playing politics with this thing and just do what they have to do.”

“Mr Zubi. If they like let them sell petrol for one million naira in Jupiter. See how we live na. Do they buy fuel there to power their generators in those countries? Don’t they have light? Do they import refined products in those places too? Don’t they have refineries that also provide jobs for their people with which they can buy the fuel at whatever price it is sold for? Do their graduates dump their certificates and run barbing salons there? Is it the fufu Mama Tobi labours to prepare every day that will feed her children, pay their bills and also buy fuel for N500 per liter? In this Nigeria that we are seeing all the stealing and all the corruption and all the flamboyance of the ruling class with our korokoro eyes, we will not accept any further increment!”

“It will not be up to N500 per litre.”

“Well, I don’t care. One naira more and I will go to Ojota. If no one else will go, Charly Boy will go and I will join him.”

“Oh well. Whatever they like let them do. We are Nigerians, we will survive. For now, let me go to the hospital and bring back Castro.”

“How is he doing?”

“You will see for yourself when he gets back.”

Mr Zubi then gave Irikefe the eyes before jumping the gutter and facing the road.”

“I tank God say I no dey buy fuel o” Mama Akunna said.

“You don’t have to buy fuel to feel the pain mama. Cost of transportation will go up. Prices of foodstuff will continue to go up. Everything will go up with increased fuel price. Everybody living in this country will feel it” I said.

“Na true you talk my pikin. Na why I say make Josiah do my table for me make me sef follow dey make money so dat anyhow e be me sef go still dey chop.”

I patted Irikefe on the back and wished him luck in helping Mama Akunna’s dream come true and went inside to find breakfast.

An hour later, a keke pulled up and Mr Zubi helped his son into the compound. He looked just the way I had seen him earlier that morning. They had not even changed the dressing on his head. Blood was still visible on the bandage. He walked gingerly through the corridor to their self-contain which had a small veranda where he found a stool and sat.

“Enter inside the house nau” His mother said, but Castro would not budge. While many of the adults in the compound gathered to offer their commiserations, I could see the children mimicking his painful movement, some holding their heads and others holding their waists and chortling. If this was not that it was his brother involved, Willy-Willy I knew would have been the ringleader. But I could see him squatted beside Castro with teary eyes.

“Castro. Tell us what happened. What did Irikefe do to you?”

Castro remained silent.

“Did he do this himself or he sent people to attack you?”

“Was it a trap?”

“Did they ambush you?”

“Did he drug you?”

“How did he bring you here?”

“Did you know when he carried you?”

“How did he convince you to take you away?

Then suddenly Castro exploded.

“Leave me alone all of you! No one did anything to me! Why don’t you ask me where I went? Why don’t you ask me if I was forced out of the house? Why don’t you ask me what my mission outside at night was? What makes you think I was not the one that wanted to hurt someone and then got hurt?”

Castro’s outburst surprised everyone. His mother who had been asking the questions looked at his father and then at those gathered, unsure of what to do or say. Then one by one we began to disperse.

*

The crying started at about 3 am. It cried and cried and cried till we all woke up and gathered in the corridor. Akunna and his wife brought out the baby and passed it between themselves as they tried to pacify it, yet it continued to cry. Akunna’s wife tried breastfeeding but the baby pushed the breast out of its face. Someone suggested they took the baby to the hospital.

“This baby never cries like this. In fact, we have even forgotten that there is a newborn baby in this compound. If it is crying like this then something is very wrong.”

“What will they do for him at the hospital? Call Nurse Stella instead.”

Nurse Stella lived down the street and worked at God Dey Hospital. Because the hospital did not offer much and you have to pay for consultation as well, Nurse Stella was the alternative everyone embraced. She would go to homes and administer drips and injections, dress wounds, offer all kind of care for a fraction of the fee you would pay at the hospital.

She came at daybreak with some suspensions she collected from Philemon’s chemist. We watched on as she put some drops of three different medicines in the baby’s mouth but it still continued to cry till it became crimson red. Then someone suggested they seek Mama Akunna’s help.

“Make una leave me o. Na so I say make I play with my pikin dat time una go call police for me.”

“Mama no be so. E get as dat one been be. We been dey fear make e no be say bad tin don happen as we no see you till morning. But we know say you get experience with pikin so you fit know wetin to do.”

We were out in the frontage now as Nurse Stella had advised that the baby needed fresh air and the room and corridor were stuffy. Mama Akunna came from the room and stood and watched as the baby continued to shriek. Its eyes were firmly shut and its fists tight like a determined boxer’s as it continued to redden.

“Na belle dey pain am” she said.

“But mama I don give am medicine for belle” Nurse Stella said.

“Na Awero cause am.”

“Mama. This is not the time to blame anybody. You know wetin we fit do?” Akunna pleaded with his mother.

“Yesterday I see Awero dey lick ice cream. E lick ice cream finish come give d pikin breast. Na wetin cause dis tin be dat.”

“Ah Mama! Ice cream come be bad tin again?” Akunna’s wife ventured.

“Na ice cream your mama give you to suck for breast?”

“Mama, abeg help us.”

Mama Akunna reached out and collected the baby and turned her back on everyone. She began to rock the baby and sing to it. Akunna’s wife lifted her eyes and hands pleadingly to the heavens as her husband sat supporting his chin in his hand. I stayed close enough to Mama Akunna to see the baby open its eyes to behold its grandmother. Then suddenly it stopped crying. And I saw it wink at Mama Akunna. Yes, the baby winked. I have thought about that moment for a long time. I know babies make that kind of blinking eye movements all the time but this one was different. Irikefe would not listen as it had to do with Mama Akunna. I did not think I wanted to discuss it with Castro. Mkpoikanna just laughed and said that I was imagining things. But Akunna’s baby opened its eyes and saw that it was its grandmother that held it and stopped crying at once and winked at Mama Akunna. What I did not mention to anyone was that it was not just that the baby winked, but it did so with eyes that looked for the moment like that of an adult.


TO BE CONTINUED

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Re: Number 225 Katakata Street by Preetiex(f): 1:46pm On Dec 31, 2017
thanks for updating centino,see u in 2018
Re: Number 225 Katakata Street by obedugo(m): 1:52pm On Dec 31, 2017
Centino Baba a wonderful 2018 in advance to you
Re: Number 225 Katakata Street by YINKS89(m): 1:59pm On Dec 31, 2017
No I know mama akunna is d village pple we re talkin abt.
Re: Number 225 Katakata Street by Centino: 2:08pm On Dec 31, 2017
@ Preetiex, obedugo, YINKS89. Thanks guys and let's have a wonderful 2018.
Re: Number 225 Katakata Street by JustOzito(f): 3:04pm On Dec 31, 2017
centino more ink to your pen. see you 2018
Re: Number 225 Katakata Street by JustOzito(f): 3:04pm On Dec 31, 2017
centino more ink to your pen. see you 2018
Re: Number 225 Katakata Street by Centino: 3:28pm On Dec 31, 2017
JustOzito:
centino more ink to your pen.
see you 2018

Thanks JustOzito. Happy 2018.
Re: Number 225 Katakata Street by SunFlow(m): 4:05pm On Dec 31, 2017
Centino good job. Happy new year in full
Re: Number 225 Katakata Street by Centino: 4:55pm On Dec 31, 2017
SunFlow:
Centino good job. Happy new year in full

Thanks man. Happy New Year to you too.
Re: Number 225 Katakata Street by tsharp(m): 9:24pm On Dec 31, 2017
ndifreke eye don dey clear. ope o! Happy new year Centino. You made my 2017.
Re: Number 225 Katakata Street by Centino: 6:59am On Jan 01
tsharp:
ndifreke eye don dey clear. ope o! Happy new year Centino. You made my 2017.

Lol. Happy new year to you too man. Glad you were there. Let's make 2018 even better.

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Re: Number 225 Katakata Street by Rajahbite(m): 11:17pm On Jan 01
Centino happy new Year.... more ink to your pen.
Re: Number 225 Katakata Street by Centino: 6:51am On Jan 02
Rajahbite:
Centino happy new Year.... more ink to your pen.

Thanks Rajahbite. Happy New Year.

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Re: Number 225 Katakata Street by EKLE: 2:16pm On Jan 04
wow! am enjoying every bit of this story... well done centino...more grease to your elbow
Re: Number 225 Katakata Street by Pinkfeet: 3:02pm On Jan 04
wow! interesting
it seems like mama ave initiate this pikin ooo
centino complement
Re: Number 225 Katakata Street by Pinkfeet: 3:02pm On Jan 04
wow! interesting
it seems like mama ave initiate this pikin ooo
centino complement
Re: Number 225 Katakata Street by WILLIAMSKECH: 5:48pm On Jan 04
[color=#000099][/color] grin Centino well-done boss
Re: Number 225 Katakata Street by ADECULATE(f): 10:09pm On Jan 05
Centino baba, u be da bomb. Me don knw tey tey sey mama akunna na confirm witch. Abeg make maya no go get belle cus mr graduate neva ready ooo, lol

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Re: Number 225 Katakata Street by xtanlee(m): 1:09pm On Jan 07
centino.... Sunday things o
Re: Number 225 Katakata Street by Preetiex(f): 1:37pm On Jan 07
centinoo
Re: Number 225 Katakata Street by sussybae(f): 5:36pm On Jan 07
Preetiex:
centinoo
comman update oooooooooooo
Re: Number 225 Katakata Street by INDUSTRIALFAN(m): 5:44pm On Jan 07
Preetiex:
centinoo
I can see a new twist being cooked by centino... He is adding pepper now....
Re: Number 225 Katakata Street by Preetiex(f): 5:59pm On Jan 07
INDUSTRIALFAN:
I can see a new twist being cooked by centino... He is adding pepper now....
he should add fresh fish o
Re: Number 225 Katakata Street by INDUSTRIALFAN(m): 6:45pm On Jan 07
Preetiex:
he should add fresh fish o
he said it is only snail that is left o...
Re: Number 225 Katakata Street by Preetiex(f): 8:05pm On Jan 07
INDUSTRIALFAN:
he said it is only snail that is left o...
i dont like snail but i can managed fried turkey with lot of pepper
Re: Number 225 Katakata Street by okeyben10: 1:24am On Jan 08
hi cetino
commmmmonnnnnnn pls**teary eye**
set an alarm for now in case yu posted late
this is tomorrow and still, nothing
pls coman update
munchos
Re: Number 225 Katakata Street by Centino: 10:00am On Jan 08
Happy new year folks. Been far away from things make una no vex. Will try and update twice this week.

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