Ade's Chronicle 27.
Rotimi's call to me brought me out of the
deep thought I was in. Food was out of the
question for us that night. Brainstorming
had a way of making you hungry yet you
wouldn't feel it.
''How we go take do this thing?'' Rotimi
asked a JAMB question for the umpteenth
time. He had been pacing the length and
breadth of our room since we entered from
Shola's house. He was murmuring
incoherent words to himself, a habit he
exhibits when he is tensed and confused as
well as trying to fashion out solutions to
problems. In the middle of the murmuring,
he would talk aloud to anyone who is lucky
to be present with him. The words are
usually final statements or foolish questions.
So as he asked his questions, I just kept
silent in the corner where I sat brooding and
thinking. NEPA made things worse as there
was no power supply. We did not even
bother to put on any light hence the room
was as black as anything.
At around eight p.m, Rotimi's phone rang. He
ran to pick it up and found out that it was
Bunmi. In the darkness, with the aid of the
light from his phone, I could see a frown on
his face as he fought with himself on
whether to pick the call or not. The phone
rang out. Just as he was about to drop it, it
rang again.
''Ol boy, pick am make we hear wetin she
wan talk.'' I had said.
''If the thing go vex you, carry am gi'me
make I follow am yearn. You get am so?'' I
said again.
By then, the call was coming in for the third
time. He picked it and said, ''Hello!'' Rotimi
said into the speaker.
''Hello sir, how are you sir? Hope you and sir
Ade are okay? You got me worried. I came
home and waited till around six. I called your
lines and you two weren't picking up. Sir,
you made me scared. What happened?'' She
ranted on without waiting for and answer.
''Nothing extraordinary happened. We were
busy that was why we couldn't pick your
calls. We were having a discussion you
would soon know about. When the time
comes you will know. Just be prepared and
relax. Okay?'' Rotimi explained.
To be candid, his explanation to the girl
baffled me but I knew his mind was made
up. He would not sleep with Bunmi again for
anything in the world and that was why he
told her to look forward to the discussion.
''Okay sir. Since you are both after our
goodness, I shall wait and relay it to the
others. Thanks sir. Good night and sweet
dreams sir. Regards to Sir Ade.'' Bunmi said
unaware that I had listened in on the call all
through. Rotimi had put it on speaker
immediately he picked it.
''Good night,'' Rotimi said and ended the call.
He dropped the phone and resumed his
pacing. Soon, I was also lost in my own
thoughts.
After about an hour of brain wracking, hard
and stressed thinking, an idea occured to
me. It was to seek professional help from
one of our lecturers.
Dr. Tanimowo Olumide was a doctor of
Psychology. He had been our lecturer in our
third year. We became known to him
through our foolish acts in his class because
we had thought that his course was just an
addition to our total course units. It was a
borrowed course. He had taken to us and we
had become regulars in his office. He was
even on our reference list. How we had
forgotten about him till then escaped me.
Thank God we still remembered on time
before our 24 hours elapsed.
''Ol boy, come I don see solution. Na Dr.
Tanimowo we go tell. Him go get solution for
us.'' I told Rotimi the outcome of my thought.
He was elated.
''Haba! Ade, see us o! We be serious mumu
o, see as we get hoe for house come dey use
our hands pack shit. Ol boy, to talk say we
still greet am last week o. Boy, you be genius
o. I too like you. If you no be my friend eh, I
fit commit suicide o. Thank you padi mi. My
head don dull o. Na you dey always save us
from any shit wey we enter. The next one na
me go solve am.'' He ranted on elatedly.
I laughed as he made me remember
previous troubles we had both fallen into. In
secondary school, we were one week, one
trouble and in the university, we had gotten
into numerous troubles with either the
lecturers or our fellow students and even the
dare-devil cultists in our school. One way or
the other, we had always wriggled out of
them through inspiration from either of us.
But the funny thing was that the brain
behind the escape would credit it to the
other. Such was our ways.
With solution now in sight, we remembered
that the last meal we had was in the school
during the break. Hunger had sewn a
garment in our stomachs.
Just then NEPA brought back power and
everywhere was flooded with light. We
headed to the kitchen to take garri and
water before heading to the streets to get
Suya to accompany it on the night journey
we were about to send it.
We tackled our food and cleared up before
heading to bed peacefully after deciding to
place a call through to Dr. Tanomowo in
school the next day.
Meanwhile, all actions with the girls were
suspended till further notice.
Morning came and we went to school with
renewed vigour to tackle the day..
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Ade's Chronicle 28.
We got to school the next day and resumed
activities as usual. We went about our duties
with a kind of flair that I knew the other
teachers would have been thinking that
either of us had won a jackpot. The students
too would have likely thought it was the
birthday of one of us. We were so light
headed and full of smile that we surprised
even ourselves. Rotimi who was on duty that
week left all latecomers to go scot free. That
was how we do after getting out of troubles.
But were we really out of this?
The morning assembly came and went
likewise the daily staff briefing. Then all
dispersed to the classes where they had the
first period while the others left for the
staffroom. We left for the staffroom as we
both had second period that day.
As we entered, we found Shola at her desk
and greeted her. She was looking for
something under her table and as such did
not see us until we greeted. Her face beamed
into a smile as she replied our greeting. But I
noticed that she had a tear-stained face. An
evidence that she had been crying all
morning. Little wonder she was absent at
both the assembly and morning briefing.
I tapped Rotimi who was looking at Folake
who also was wondering why Rotimi took a
sudden interest in her. He smiled at her and
followed me to Shola.
''Why the tears this early morning Shola?
What happened again?'' I asked as I settled
my bums on her table.
She knew her cover had been blown, hence,
little essence for lying. She could not look up
but instead of talking, she burst into another
fit of crying. Rotimi bent down and took her
hands from her laps where she had placed
them into his and began soothing and
pacifying her.
''You don't need all these, Shola, you should
be happy that you got it off your mind and
into the right hands. We are now your
friends and we share your sorrow. Just let us
help you and you won't regret. But that
would only be possible if you stop being
apologetic and you stop shedding this
tears.''
''Rotimi, thank you but I don't think there
can be solutions to this my urge. I had it
again this morning and I had almost called
Bunmi when I saw you both. It was hard to
fight that was why I couldn't leave this room.
I am tired of my life. I feel like dying.''
I stood up from the table and joined Rotimi
in the squatting position. It was time we
played our trump card. We could not afford
to let her die. She had begun to show signs
of depression and we needed to help her
fast. I hoped that could cool her before we
talked to the Doctor.
''Shola,'' I called.
''You don't need this talk of death, okay? We
are here for you and guess what?'' Her face
wore a scowl as my words hit her
consciousness.
''What's it Ade? I can't guess anything now.''
She replied.
''We have found a way to help you overcome
the urge and feelings. Not only you,
everybody. Including that one over there and
her friend and Bunmi and the rest.'' I said
pointing at Folake.
''I don't believe you. You are trying to get me
happy, right?'' She said not believing my
words.
''Babe, it's the whole truth. We would call a
psychologist who would talk to you and help
you get out of this mess, Shola. We battled
through thoughts yesternight before getting
that solution. Judt trust us and don't do
anything silly until our efforts have failed. It
would kill us if we see you hurt yourself
without trying to get help first.'' Rotimi
pleaded looking straight into her misty eyes.
She was happy. She jumped up and hugged
us and gave us each a peck.
''Thank you guys. I promise to foot all the
bills and I promise to wait till it fails before
killing myself. Though I pray it works. You
are good guys. I will owe my life to you if I
get over this mess.'' She ranted on and aon
in appreciation while I prayed that it works
out well. It would all amount to waste of
things if Shola should end up dead after all
our efforts. I pray it works.
''When am I talking to the Doctor?'' She
asked an obvious question.
''Today. We shall call him today and the three
of us shall tell him all what happened and all
those involved. I know he will get a solution
to this challenge.'' Rotimi said.
Shola manifested a sign of speedy change
from the moody and dull Shola to one full
and bouncing with energy as she ran to the
tap to wash her face before dabbing a little
powder which is synonymous with her.
Another thing that captivated me about her.
She never used make ups. The maximum she
wears of make ups are the brown and white
powder and the lip gloss. Despite these, she
was still very beautiful. She was unlike my
fiancee, who painted all paintables. How I
dislike it!
We all went to our classes and agreed to
meet during the break time to make the call
we hope would change the life of some
individuals who we have come to see as
victims of circumstances and societal
inadequacies.
Break time came and the three of us
gathered in the staffroom. Rotimi brought
out his phone to make the call. He had dialled
the number with Shola and I waiting...
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Ade's Chronicle 29.
Rotimi dialled the Dr's number and we
watched as he anxiously waited for the
connecting tone. My chest was palpitating
madly. Anxiety was written all over Shola's
face.
''Mtchewwww.'' Rotimi gave the longest hiss
I had ever heard from him.
''My credit don finish sha, I no know say
money no dey there.'' He said looking angry
and distraught at the same time.
''Let's even get out of here. I wouldn't want
anybody to chance upon our call or disturb
when it is on. Let's get to one of the old
classes and we would get a recharge card on
the way. Don't worry guys, the bill's on me.''
Shola said and led the way out of the
staffroom which truly by then was begining
to fill up. I agreed with her decision to let us
make the call outside the room. Who knows,
one of those three girls might get so brave
to come in due to the incidents of the
previous night which I knew Bunmi would
have relayed to the other two.
We got the recharge cards and headed to
one of the abandoned classes in the school.
One good thing about the school was that
despite their non usage, the classes were
kept clean and tidy always. Their doors are
also closed but not locked. A lot happens in
those classes which are unprintable.
We got in and settled severally. I on the first
chair I saw, Shola on a table in the second
row and Rotimi on another chair in the third
row of seats. Graveyard silence took over as
Rotimi minded the phone while we looked at
him with our hearts threatening to come out
of our mouths.
''Hello sir!'' Rotimi said into the mouthpiece
after the phone connected. He eased his
Samsung Galaxy into the speaker mode and
placed it on the table. It was loud and we all
heard the crystal clear voice of Dr. Tanimowo,
playful as always.
''Ah! Rotimi Ogidiolu, omo nla. How you dey
o? Abi is that not how you and that crook
twin of yours say it?''
''Sir, you dey correct. He dey fine and he dey
hail you.'' Rotimi replied in pidgin.
Dr. Tanimowo admires the ease with which
Rotimi and I converse in pidgin and mocks
us with it each time he has the opportunity.
''Sir, I called you because we have a
problem...''
''Nah! I have told you that problems don't
exist, we have challenges. Problems don't
exist. Okay? If it's about problem let me out
of it.'' Dr. Tanimowo cut in emphasising his
all time cliche.
''Sorry sir, don't mind my chicken brain.''
Rotimi said laughing.
''What's your challenge? I am all ears.''
Rotimi went into the details of how it all
started with Bunmi, his escapades with her,
their advance towards me and the ultimate
link with Shola and her revelations.
All through the conversation, in which the Dr.
interjected with expressions of surprise or
pity, Shola and I were silent.
Then when Rotimi talked about Shola
commiting suicide, Dr. Tanimowo requested
to speak to her. That was when she was
given the phone.
He asked us to take the phone out of its
speaker mode and as such we could not
hear what he had said to her. Only short
answers of 'Yes' and 'No' was what we
could hear. But by the time she dropped the
phone and we put it back in speaker, she
was obviously light hearted. Then Dr.
Tanimowo said,
''On the three girls, they would carry out
their threats but as my boys, you must not
allow them. Go straight to the Principal's
office and tell him everything.''
''Sir?'' I shouted.
''Ade! You will never change. Wait and let me
talk.
Go to him, and tell him that you have noticed
some ill acts among his staff and students
that needed to be nipped in the bud soonest
through counselling.
Don't tell the girls anything. Just don't do
anything other than teacher-student things.
That will tell them you are no more
interested. They will head to the principal to
blackmail you but it won't work.
Tell the Principal that a counselling unit is
needed in the school and that you have
invited an expert Psychologist who will be
around for two days to help, Thursday and
Friday, all you need is his permission and
adjustment in the timetable.
By that, I will be able to talk to the parties
that need help, Shola, Folake and her friend,
Bunmi and her friends and other little
people. So the girls will be able to leave you
alone and the principal will respect you
more.
What's today?''
''Tuesday sir.'' Shola replied.
''Expect me on Thursday. Run to your
Principal now and tell him. Shola, do those
things I said earlier and don't die before I
come around, Okay?''
''Yes sir. Thank you sir.'' Shola replied
laughing.
''Ade, you have not enjoyed at all. That's
good. Don't enjoy before I come o. You don
hear?''
''Yes sir.'' I replied, an obvious grin on my
face.
''Rotimi, the bad sharp guy. You have quickly
eaten yours and you are now backing out.
Well done. See you all later.''
''Thank you sir.'' We all chorused and ended
the call. It had lasted for more than an hour.
We left the class lighter and happier. Shola
was thanking us profusely as we told her to
attend her lectures while Rotimi and I rushed
immediately to the Principal's office...
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Ade's Chronicle 30.
When a big load is taken off your mind, you
care less about little matters, they will fall into
place. That was the case with us.
Immediately we stepped out of the
staffroom for the Principal's office, we heard
the tiny voice of Bimbo calling us. I looked
back to see the three of them gesturing
pleadingly that we stop for a minute. Their
eyes wore worry and sorry looks. I smiled.
The smile came because handling them now
would never be a problem.
''You girls are supposed to be in class. What
are you doing here?'' Rotimi spoke before I
said a word.
''We excused ourselves just to come see the
two of you. Bunmi told us what happened
yesterday and we too have bevome worried,
that's why we came to see you.'' Bola spoke.
She had become freer since the lecture I
gave them.
''You need not have bothered. We are fine as
you can see. We are just tied up with
something that will be for the better of you
all. Or should we back out?'' I said and asked.
I knew the answer and I got it.
''No sir. We were just worried. And you
know we are supposed to see you Sir Ade,
today after school. But we know it won't be
possible now that you are hooked up with
our life-changing issue. We will wait. Thank
you sir.'' Bimbo said and with that they
turned to go but I stopped them.
''Just be calm, eh? When the time is right, I
will call you and we start our games. And
Bunmi, Rotimi will not be around today too,
it's part of our being busy. When all is set, he
will ring you. Okay?''
''Yes sir!'' They chorused and left.
Rotimi gave me a thumbs up for that last
statement. We heaved a sigh and faced our
destination.
The Principal's office was located in the
administrative block of the school. It is a
lovely sight to behold just like the building
itself and the other offices in it. It was the
last office along the corridor. It comes after
the offices of the two V. Ps, the bursar, the
accountant, the registrar, and the C. S. O of
the school.
It has a door leading to it from the corridor
but the door leads to the office of his
Secretary before another door in there lead
to the main principal's office.
The office itself, is what could be said to be
ideal for the status of a principal. It was
tastefully furnished in line with the trends of
the time. It was also fully airconditioned and
it was red carpeted or perhaps, rugged. The
furniture consisted of a giant swivel chair
which seated the principal and a dark brown
mahogany table which eases writing. Also in
the room were three comfortable padded
chairs for visitors and another mini sofa in a
corner for either seating visitors or the
principal when he was less busy. The room
had a giant cupboard on which the various
trophies the school had won were placed.
Plaques and awards hung around the heavily
but colourfully curtained room.
His secretary told us he was on seat and had
no visitor, how lucky we were! She informed
him of our presence via the intercom and he
asked us to be shown in.
He rose from the sofa and shook us severally
before showing us the seat and getting
himself nehind his table. That was the third
time we had entered that office. The first
being on our interview day and the second
being the day we received our welcome-to-
school handshake.
The Principal himself was a stern
disciplinarian who all students feared and all
staff respected. He was a no nonsense man
but he respected teachers who were diligent
and hardworking like Rotimi and I. He was a
lover of good morals.
After seating ourselves and declining all he
offered us, we went to the prupose of our
visit.
''Sir, we have come to crave your indulgence
on something we noticed recently. We have
noticed some morally ill acts among the staff
and students of our school especially among
the borders. We noticed that the absence of
a functional counselling unit contributed a
little to it sir. Due to this, we would advise a
reinstatement of the counselling department
as soon as possible. In addition sir, we have
arranged for the services of an experienced
psychologist to help deal with these issues at
no cost to the school. All he needs is
audience and space to work for two days,
Thursday and Friday sir.'' I said.
He listened attentively then he asked, ''If I
may ask, what are the acts you noticed
among the staff and students please?''
''Sir, we cannot tell sir. We were told these in
confidence and we would not want to betray
such confidence entrusted in us. We are
sorry sir.'' Rotimi replied.
He understood and let it lie much to our
relief.
''I will provide what is needed for the expert.
But I must say that you two are enigmas. I
am proud of you. Infact, I will support all
needed in those two days because I think I
need counselling myself. And I hope he
would help us set up our own couselling
clinic here in the school?''
''Yes sir, he would. Thank you sir.''
''I need to place an advert for a counsellor
today. Have a nice day boys.''
One down, Thursday to go. We smiled at
nothing as we trudged out of his office...
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Ade's Chronicle 31.
We left the Principal's office and headed back
to the staffroom. A glance at my wrist told
me that it was a few minutes to closing time.
As we walked to the staffroom, I ruminated
over the events of the past few months that
had culminated in the climax of that day. I
further thought of the approach we had
used to talk to the principal.
The counselling unit we talked about was
non existent but I had said it should be
brought back.
Findings had shown that the school
proprietor had a belief that all teachers
should serve as moral guides and guidance
cousellors for the students of the twenty-
something-year-old school. Hence, he had
not seen the need for either the office of a
counsellor or the employment of one.
Likewise, the present principal too had
shared the belief until recent events proved
that one is needed.
I had thought that convincing him would be
difficult but I was happy that it was as easy
as pronouncing my name. Change is indeed
a constant thing!
I and Rotimi had almost walked to the
staffroom in silence. When we were more
than half way to the room, he broke the
silence.
''Ol boy, you know wetin I dey think?''
''Wetin be that o, omo were?'' I retorted in
our usual witty way.
''As we don close now, e go better make we
go Shola house spend time small cos of
those foolish girls. Dem fit come try their luck
say we fit dey house o. Even sef, Shola house
don become my own second home o, na to
dey play there after school remain even till
she marry ni o. Abi wetin you think, mad
man?'' He finished his long lecture.
''Na today you talk sense since I know you. E
make sense die, I been wan yarn you that
one too but I no know say you been get am
for mind too. Thank God say your brain don
come back from leave wey im go before.''
With that, he made to slap my face, an action
he does when he is hurt by any insult I hurl
his way, But I ran forward and he ran after
me. He pursued me into the staffroom and
into the waiting arms of Shola who had
packed her bag and food flask ready to go
home.
She laughed as I ran into her arms in a warm
embrace. I won't lie, I didn't want to leave
her bosoms, they were so soft and succulent.
How I wished I can make her mine!
''Ade and Rotimi, you two have started your
foolish acts this afternoon. It's you that I
have been waiting for. Go and pack and let's
go home jo.'' She said like a big sister to her
younger ones.
''Yes Sister Shola!'' We chorused as I
reluctantly left her warm chest. Rotimi saw
the hesitation and burst into laughter which
I joined too.
''I di bad boy!'' He said in igbo which Shola
never understood.
The rest of the teachers who had been busy
packing their books and things, stopped
momentarily to watch us as we dramatised.
They looked askance as they were left
wondering how the bond between Shola
and we had grown so high in just a few
days. The spirit was unexplainable to them.
We too knew they would wonder but we
cared less and never even bothered to tell
them because to us, we never owe danybody
any explanation for our actions, inactions,
and association.
We finished packing our bags and we
marched out of the room, Rotimi in front,
Shola in the middle and Ade in the rear.
We walked happily and discussed many
things on our way to her house. We asked
how she was feeling since she spoke with
the doctor and she confessed that though it
had not been easy, our company had helped
a lot and doing what the doctor said had
helped lessen the urge to go for kids though
she feels like luring both of us into her bed.
We all laughed at the statement which we
took as a joke.
I was glad that what Dr. Tanimowo had told
her on the phone seem to be working as she
was full of life but I still yearned to know. I
had to suppress the urge to pry it out of her.
It would amount to intentionally intruding a
confidential talk. She also asked how we
were coping with our girls and we told her
what we had told the girls. Shola heaved a
huge sigh, her face contorted into a slight
frown but she shrugged and her face
became bright almost immediately. I didn't
ask her, I knew better.
We got to the house where we were
entering for the second time. I tapped Shola
from the back, and she got the message and
tapped Rotimi who made to pursue her
while she ran after me. I made a U-turn and
ran straight into the house and upstairs at
top speed. I found the keys in her bag which
I was carrying and as I was trying to open
the door, they both met me there panting
like an athlete who just completed a 5000
metres race. She opened the door and we all
trooped in, this time happily as we ran round
the sitting room and into the bedrooms one
after the other.
We later settled down to a meal of rice and
stew before playing the Whot card game. We
also watched the then new movie Fast five
before heading home at around seven in the
evening with Shola hot on our heels begging
us to spend the night with her and we telling
her that it would come with time and not yet
as at then.
It was a day...
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Ade's Chronicle 32
I have a saying that I still stand by till date, it
is, ''Of all God's creatures, women are the
most wicked. They have a way of killing
your joy when it is in its highest.''
If you differ, please, that is my own opinion
due to my experience with the female folks.
It might not be the same with yours.
Immediately we got home from Shola's
place beaming with laughter and joy, I
noticed a small brown envelope pinned to
the place where we put our NEPA bills. It
looked unofficial. Many thoughts ran
through my mind as I called Rotimi's
attention to it. He also stared at it as if it
was a sort of bomb. I even thought it was a
letter from one of the numerous places we
had applied to. But they usually call us and
at times send us e-mails.
''Guy, abeg take this thing na.'' I said to
Rotimi.
''Madman, see yaself, make I take my hand
take die abi? I go saunch you better knock
for that ya gbongbolo head na. Comot
make I enter house jo.'' He said as he
opened the door. We were both baffled.
As we jostled for the door handle amidst
arguing who would take down the
envelope, my phone rang. The tone told me
it was my fiancée, Oluwadarasimi. I left
Rotimi who was always amused at my
countenance anytime 'Dara's calls came in. I
had always endeavour to do one or two
steps of Azonto before picking her calls.
That day was not left out.
''Hello love,'' I said into the phone still
basking in the euphoria of the solved
problems.
''Hello Ade,'' 'Dara said. Immediately I heard
that, I knew problem was coming. She
never called me my first name except I had
offended or annoyed her. Her appellation
for me was 'My Crown'. As I was
wondering what my latest crime was, she
said,
''I was at your place today and I didn't
meet anybody.''
I explained that we had gone out from
school and had just entered the house.
''No problem. Did you see the envelope at
your door?'' she asked. Relief washed over
me as the mystery of the envelope became
unravelled. I heaved a huge sigh and asked
her what it contained. She did not answer
but said I should check that she would call
back in thirty minutes. I accepted and she
ended the call.
I ran to remove the envelope and jogged to
sit on the bed to read the love letter written
to me by the love of my life. Rotimi was
making jest of me as he talked to his
Fiancée, 'Ranti, on the phone. I paid him no
attention.
What I saw in the envelope made me began
sweating unknowingly. The enveloped
contained the ring with which I had
proposed to 'Dara a little over two months
before then, an invitation to a wedding
ceremony which would take place a month
from that date and a one paged letter. I
was speechless and perplexed. Words
escaped me, tears of anguish flowed
ceaselessly from my eyes as I looked at the
eighteen carat gold ring I had bought for
twenty thousand naira from my first salary.
My eyes turned as I read the names on the
I. V- 'Dara weds 'Segun- my heart was more
than shattered.
I opened the letter to read why she had left
me. She wrote:
'Ade,
I am sorry to write this but I couldn't
muster enough courage to do it since last
month. Mum and dad had been
pressurising me to settle down for some
time now and Segun had also been on my
neck before your proposal last month. I
didn't want you to feel bad that was why I
had accepted you but I found out that I
loved Segun more and that he was ready to
settle down as against you who is still
struggling to find your feet. The wedding
date was fixed last week but I just didn't
have the nerves to tell you. I am sorry if this
hurt you but I know you will weather it
through. Segun had been there all along
and he had won my heart two weeks
before your proposal. As I said earlier, my
acceptance was just not to hurt you but
Ade, I can't keep deceiving you. I am sorry
once again. I pray you find your right love
soon. In the envelope is your ring and an
invitation for you and Rotimi. Bye for now,
Darasimi.'
I just picked my phone and called my mum.
She picked at the first ring. I explained to
her what just happened and she consoled
me. She prayed for me and adviced me to
move on. How she loved 'Dara!
Rotimi heard my conversation with my
mum and came over to where I was. He
took the letter and read it, he was furious.
He had adored 'Dara and had said she was
the best girl I could ever have. 'Dara was my
first love.
I cried my heart out and could not be
consoled. My phone rang again, it was
'Dara. I picked it and she could hear that I
was distraught. She kept begging and
saying she was sorry and that she would
make it up to me. How? I asked, she said
she would find me another girl. I ended the
call changed her ringtone and switched off
my phone.
Suicide was on my mind as a mass choir
played an oratorio in my head. I reflected
on my journey with 'Dara for some time
before I slept off.
Rotimi was pacing the room in anger,
confusion and sympathy. He knew how
much I loved her. He knew this was my first
heartbreak but he never knew I was
thinking of suicide...
© Yettocome™ 2013

Shurt man: Nice one bro.

Buh I need more.

Its been posted.

suicide?? you even need the counsellor more than shola

MERRY NEW YEAR!
https://www.nairaland.com/1576051/nigerians-new-year#20594045

adegwurulez: suicide?? you even need the counsellor more than shola

He needs it really but what of the one who left him?

Ade's Chronicle 33
I had met 'Dara at a time when I people
had been doubting my prowess as a man. I
had not been a saint all along but I was not
a player. It was just that my heart had
refused to go along with anybody. Girls and
ladies swarm around me but I had always
tell them I was not interested. Some had
even called me impotent and I had shown
one or two of them that I was not. They
had left my room then in school crying.
Oluwadarasimi was a three hundred level
student of Economics in our school then. I
had met her when I was in the office of
one of our lecturers. My heart had skipped
a beat as she came in to ask of Mr Adeola
who was not in. I had chatted her up as a
sharp guy and we had become friends.
I asked her out when I was leaving for
service and convinced that what I felt for
her was love and not infatuation. She had
agreed and after I finished service, she had
gone for hers. She was still serving when I
proposed marriage to her and she
accepted not knowing that she had been
double dating.
I never knew also that she was a great
actress and pretender or was I blinded to
the facts and reality because of the love I
had for her? To me she was perfect except
for the too much make up she wears and
some attributes I admired in Shola that she
does not have. Maybe I was really at fault.
Or she was just a devil in an angel's cloak.
I came back to reality to see Rotimi still
pacing nervously. His mood was foul. He
had called his fiancee and told her what
happened. She had requested to speak to
me and I had said no. But I never knew I
said it.
I went to the kitchen to get water. I looked
around and got our first aid box where we
put our drugs. I took out the pack of
Indocid- we bought it in packs because of
the rats in our compound- then I got six
tablets of paracetamol after emptying six
capsules of Indocid on my palm. I got six
tablets of piriton- that was also in
abundance because we mixed it with the
Indocid- and seven tablets of folic acid.
I had closed the box and was sitting on the
bed thinking of swallowing them down
when NEPA flooded the room with light
and Rotimi caught a sight of what was in
my palms.
''Eewoooh oh! A n wona m!'' Rotimi
shouted as he slapped the palms holding
the deadly combinations. The drugs
scattered around the floor all over the
room. He sat near me on the bed and
began lecturing me on how it was sinful to
take one's life. He said if I die, what will
become of him.
'' you no know say, if you kpai cos of one
elle, na plenty elle go match where dem
bury you put? Ol boy, she don do her own,
God go do him own na. See, if you kpai
now. Who go come be my madman friend?
Bros I no say e pain you wella, but im no be
the end for the world na. See you be fine
boy, plenty elle dey wey go do with you na.
You know as e take be for school back
then. No be dem dey come toast you?
Forget am, she no worth am. If you kpai na
im she go dey form James Bond for people
say man kill imself cos of am. No be you talk
am say she no even fine reach Shola say if
Shola never get guy you for try work im
levels? You go see babes jo. Make we stroll
find something chop cos I dey hungry o
and I no fit leave only you o.'' He said.
I looked at his face and saw the fear and
anguish registered in it. I burst into
another round of tears. He never told me to
stop because he believed that crying
purges you of emotions.
Twenty minutes later, I was ready to hit the
streets. I switched on my phone and the
first call to come in was 'Dara.
''Hello,'' I said in a cool, calm, and collected
voice.
''Hello Ade, I am sorry please. I was worried
when your phone was switched off...'' She
was saying when I interrupted her.
''I am okay, thanks. It's alright we will be at
your wedding. Regards to your fiancé.'' I
was about to end the call when Rotimi
asked to talk to her.
''Hello madam!'' He said.
''Rotimi, please I know how sad he would
be. Please don't let him hurt himself.'' She
begged.
''Hurt himself you say? Please spare me
those talks. My friend is alright o. He didn't
even cry for your info. He was just
surprised at your cruel wickedness. That's
all. We will be at your wedding as he said.
And please regards to your fiancé and
parents. Good night and happy
preparations.'' He ended the call and we
both laughed at his lie that I didn't cry. Who
knows where I would have been by then
had NEPA not restored power. I looked
back at that day as a whole and I laughed.
How much more can a man get in a day?
From being very happy at solving
someone's problem to being heartbroken
and almost in the jaws of death.
We got the suya and La Casera we needed
and headed back home. We ate and
watched the news on Channels TV before I
my mum's call came in to confirm if I had
not done anything stupid. I laughed and
asked her to thank God and Rotimi for
helping me. I didn't tell her that I almost
killed myself lest she runs to Lagos the
following day. I spoke with my dad too and
he prayed for me also.
I went to bed feeling very empty...
© Yettocome™ 2013

Ade's Chronicle 34
Sleeping after a heartbreak has a kind of
healing power that I cannot describe.
Though it had been argued that even
sleeping after a heartbreak could prove
disastrous as you could experience
nightmares which might compound your
heartaches. But it is also said that the latter
occurs mostly if you think much about it
before going to bed.
The former was the case with me. After the
cold hands of death's brother caught me
under the watchful eyes of Rotimi, I
remembered nothing till my phone's alarm
woke me up feeling very refreshed and
light headed. But immediately I sighted the
ring on the table, memories of the previous
evening came flooding back but I swept it
off as I sluggishly prepared for work.
Rotimi managed to prepare noodles that
morning but I had no appetite at all. He left
me but made sure I drank enough water to
last a lifetime after which we left for work.
In school, the principal announced on the
assembly that a guidance counselling unit
would soon be established in the school. He
also added that, ''From tomorrow till Friday,
a psychologist will be in school to address
all staff and students on some acts that I
have noticed among you all, staff included.
This expert too will have private counselling
sessions with some selected members of
staff that have been noticed to have the
said acts as well as some students with
questionable traits. Then he will have
private sessions with any other person
who might be having any challenge. Either
academic, professional, marital, domestic,
or psychological challenge, all will be
addressed and tackled by the expert. He will
be around on the assembly first tomorrow,
then the private sessions will take place in
the office that we have created for him. It is
the office behind the canteen. Just go there
to see him. I implore you all to take this
opportunity to solve one or two things that
might be hindering you in any way. The
school time table has been suspended for
the two days, normal academic activities
resume on Monday. Lastly, this was done in
conjunction with two brilliant members of
our staff, Messrs Rotimi and Ade as you
know them. They are instrumental in
getting the renowned doctor of psychology
to pay us a visit without taking a kobo from
the school's purse. We say thank you to the
two of them.''
With that, the whole hall roared into a big
applause. Our heads swelled twice their
sizes. We had not expected the principal to
talk about our involvement in the planning
of the sessions. I thought in my mind, 'If
somebody rejects us as theirs, some others
will accept us as theirs.' That also lifted my
spirit a bit before the students marched to
their classes to receive their lectures for the
day.
Shola saw my countenance at the assembly
ground and immediately we got to the
staffroom she demanded to know what
happened to one of her new found trusted
friends. I told her nothing was wrong with
me and we all left for our classes.
By break time, she came with a full force
firing an all cylinders demanding again to
know why my face wore such a sombre
look. Rotimi was seated at his corner
attending to the three girls who wanted to
know the details of the principal's
announcement and the level of our
involvement. They had started with me and
when they had got no favourable response
from me and my bad face, they switched to
Rotimi who was patient enough to answer
their questions untiringly. They had poked
and poked him to tell them when they
would 'see' me and why I was in such a
mood as I was that day. Rotimi had told
them that things happened for a reason
and all things in life are like pieces of a
jigsaw puzzle that gets fixed after many
trials and errors. He also told them that one
cannot be happy everyday, so my day was
like that because it was time for me to be
sad. I did as if I never heard them. Rotimi is
a friend.
Shola refused me space and peace all
through the break time because I rejected
all her avenues to tell her what was wrong
with me. I still by then had no appetite and
when I saw that I needed peace, I followed
her to the canteen where I told her what
happened. She was short of words at first,
but she later pacified me and told me
almost all what I had heard the previous
night except the parts of Rotimi's advice
about our stay in school.
Shola promised that I would stay with her
till I recovered from my heartbreak. I tried
to disagree but she would hear none of it.
School closed for the day and Shola
accompanied us home to pack our bags
and things we would need for four days. It
would be the first time that we would be
sleeping outside our house apart from
travelling home.
We went back to Shola's house with me still
in my sombre mood and Rotimi and Shola
chatting away as Shola prepared what she
said would be a surprise to me since I had
refused to eat since the day's morning.
As the smell of vegetable soup wafted into
my nose from the kitchen, I could not but
battle the Dara's sweet and sour memories
from my mind...
© Yettocome™ 2013

hmmm... Ade and shola

adegwurulez: hmmm... Ade and shola

in nollywood voice>>true love