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*The blind Alley - Episode 25*


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Semi vs Obiọma....


Right there infront of the Rector, we sat confused and dejected.
I had this feelings mama had wanted to divulge the whole problem to him from her unsettled disposition.

Although i didn’t know what to do but allowing mama to say anything about my plight to the Rector would further exacerbate the problem at hand.

I thought for a while what to do but couldn’t remember any as my confusion heightened.

The Rector immediately noticed how unsettled we were when we were told Semi had travelled and was evidently concerned.

He suggested we tried reaching him on his phone, maybe, he would tell us how to meet up with him or when he would possibly be returning back to the school.

Eiyaaaa….. I could feel how innocently helpful he was trying to be to us but unfortunately, that was very far from offering an immediate solution to us considering the fact that i did not have his phone number.

I immediately summoned courage and told.....

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*The blind Alley - Episode 24*

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The Angelus....



“The Angel of the Lord declared unto Mary, and She conceived of the Holy spirit,” the large bell rung as the Angelus prayer were unanimously recited from all facets of the school.

The raucous recitation of the prayer woke me. During my short aborted nap, i had a dream.

The dream was so terrifying that I was sweating profusely immediately i woke.

I found myself in a very thick forest with all sorts of wild animals. It was slightly dark but I could still see.

I was almost unclad as those animals were closing up on me. I didn’t know what to do but started climbing the tree in front of me. It was very slippery such that I couldn’t have a firm grip on its trunk.

In that confusion, I started crying for help. Turning back, I saw Semi approaching with a sharp machete .

It was at that moment that the noise from the Loud speaker reciting the Angelus woke me.

I didn’t understand that dream at all.

Why was Semi in that dream? What was he coming to do? Was he coming to save me or kill me with that machete he was holding?

All these unanswered rhetorical questions kept flipping through my mind with my head still resting on the handle of the wooden chair we were seated as mama tapped my right thigh.

“Obioma, Obiọma,” get up!

“Let’s start searching for the black he-goat with the aid of the sunlight before night comes,”mama dropped a very uncommon proverbial statement.

Did i hear her say” black he-goat”?…….

Hmmmmmmmmmm….

It was obvious mama was referring to Semi as a he goat almost literally.

“Mama, let me go and see if the Rector..


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*The blind Alley - Episode 23*

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It rained cat and dog on our way to Enugu. My mind never was at rest all through our journey as i couldn’t fathom how we would connect to Mathew when we eventually get to his school.

The young lady who appeared as a preacher in the bus we were didn’t make it any funnier for me as her preaching was so direct……. I felt she was rather insensitive.

“Are you a young woman here, and you have been sleeping around with a man that’s not your husband,” she kept preaching.

“matakwa amata n’ọkụ ala mmụọ bụ nke gị (be fully aware that the hell fire � is for you)”..

“Some of you have even taken in severally for another man out of wedlock and you think you would make heaven?…. Never!!!,

“she said almost very certain i was going to be the course rep. Of all the hell fire candidates…. Obviously, she had given me a spiritual registration number into hell fire…..

What rubbish!!!

My mum immediately looked at me as she was preaching in her normal crude disposition….

I now realised how Peter must have felt when Jesus turned and looked at him upon his denial….

I buried my head in shame….it was as if she came prepared to regurgitate my sorrow.

“My village witches must have sent this woman to hunt me, “i thought angrily.

Thus ; My village witches 3-0 Obiọma.

I really felt like challenging her in her self righteousness….



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I was abhorrent of all she did say…. They were vacuous and repugnant.

My joy knew no bound when she eventually alighted at 9th-Mile Enugu and uttered God bless you all as she carried her stupid self out of the vehicle sluggishly.

What a relief…..!!!

“Obiọma, have you tried his number again?,” mama asked as she tapped my shoulder slightly from behind.

“Yes ma, it’s still switched off,” again i lied.

We arrived Bro Matthew’s school at exactly 9:15 am.

It wasn’t their visiting day as the possibility of seeing him that day would be so difficult.

Visitors ain’t allowed in the seminary school aside on their visiting days unless with a very cogent reasons.

I thought for a while, what could be more cogent than my predicament?

we went straight to the same reception room he took me during my last visit.

I tried explaining to the security official that our visit was impromptu hence we had to come on such an unofficial day of visit.

The fat security man with bot belly shrugged before agreeing to help us.

I remembered his face during my last visit…. He was certainly the man that engaged Mathew in a heated argument before granting him pass that eventually gave me a pass into my stomach.

“what’s the young man’s name and his class,” he demanded.

Gooooosh……!!!

I could only remember his first name but not his surname and never did i know his class.

My frustration knew no bound..

Mama stood at akimbo as all these transpired and watched us keenly.

“Eeeeehhm…. eeeeehmmm…. Sir, i don’t know his class but his name is Matthew, “i stuttered......


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Ann2012:
I just pray they meet Matthew, thanks for the update

Thanks Ann for following up

*The blind Alley - Episode 22*

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The journey to Enugu...


Again and again, sleep eluded me. Coming out of one problem only meant a fresh application to another tasking problem.

If anyone had told me my life would turn out to be this herculean, i’d carefully design the person’s face with some ounces of slap……

Not me, not Obioma…..!!

Unfortunately, the reality was becoming dawn on me… It was all happening to me…. Needless resorting to a more comforting phrase, “God forbid”.

“How would i appear in front of the seminarians with a round tummy doted with a protruded navel, seeking to see a seminarian supposedly responsible for my pregnancy?,” i kept the scary imaginations to my self.

Very early in the morning, mama had finished preparing for the August journey to Enugu.

She wore her sky blue gown, the one papa bought for her during their 17th wedding anniversary. It looked so good on her. She had her rosary, a Bible and a bottle of olive oil.

One would wonder if mama was set for a spiritual acrobatic combat or supposedly going for a deliverance session in Enugu.

“Mama, what are you doing with all these articles?, are you going to deliver the young man?,” i humorously asked mama.

For the first time since i came back to the house, i tried making some jokes out of my pathetic miserable state….. I laughed momentarily.

“Yes dear, ” that boy needs some serious charismatic deliverance from the spirit of ichabod,”mama responded while heading to papa’s room to inform him about our departure....

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Ann2012:
The search for Bro Matthew has began

All roads lead to Enugu

*The blind Alley - Episode 21*

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Grieving Tears of father and daughter.....


I closed my eyes for few seconds, trying to wake up from the presumed sleep, yet, i was so much awake.
I didn’t know whether to feel relieved after my narratives to mama or feel rather perturbed.

The tears from my mother’s eyes melted my heart….she however remained resolute on finding lasting solution to my plight.

She referred to it as “our” problem…

“My daughter,” it’s ok..stop crying, nothing is difficult for God to do, “she reassured me as she used her wrapper to wipe my tears.

Mama seemed to have remembered an escape route..
A sudden resurgent spirit engulfed her as she suddenly said,” i think i know what to do!

Eurekaaa….!!!!

What could she have possibly thought of?

“My daughter,” she said. We are going to tell your father Semi wasn’t responsible for your pregnancy. We would find a way to make him belief he wasn’t. I’m sure his plight would be little if he realised a neutral person was responsible.

I was overwhelmingly perplexed at what mama said considering the fact that papa’s illness was as a result of what i already told him....


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*The blind Alley - Episode 20*

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Tumultuous moments....


For some minutes, i thought the whole world had come to an end. Never did i envisage such a tumultuous happenstance as a result of my stupidity.

“God please have mercy, ‘i cried.

Mama and Chukwu Emeka tried to resuscitate papa as i ran to call “Dee Livinus” the chemist man.
I did not know what to do as papa slumped.

Neither myself nor Emeka knew how to drive as either of us would have quickly taken him to the hospital instead ….

Pathetic us…

I returned with the chemist as suggested by mama to meet papa already seated on his wooden back chair in front of the long corridor.

His breathing pulse wasn’t very ok, he was almost panting. The chemist looked at him twice and shook his head.

“Mama Obioma, “i think we should rather take him to the hospital, his condition isn’t what i would handle,” the chemist suggested.

Oh my God…!!!

Carelessly Loosing my virginity was bad enough but loosing my dad as the repercussion would be horrible….. I doubt if i would survive the aftermath.

As none of us knew how to drive, mama pleaded with the chemist to see if he would drive papa’s car…

His sorry case was annoyingly embarrassing. He said he doesn’t know how to drive manual vehicles.

As big as he is, he only could drive automatic driven vehicles…..

“could you imagine, “i angrily thought....


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*The blind Alley - Episode 19*

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Tears from a grieving heart. �


“Oh lord, i know that i’m a poor sinner, have mercy on me, if it would be possible, let this cup pass me by,” those were the prayers I kept reciting as we headed home from the hospital.”

Mama cried all through, those painful cries that never comes out loud…more than a sob, that was what she was doing inside the taxi taking us home.

We got home and met papa eating, it was quite unusual to meet papa at home by such time. He normally would be at the building site inspecting his workers doing their construction work.

Aside being a prayer warrior, papa is also a building contractor with versed experience acquired over years.

He quickly stopped eating immediately he sighted us coming and rushed towards the central door to receive us.

“what’s the problem?.. Mama Obiọma kedu ife ọbụ? (what’s the problem), he asked mama with a very tensed disposition.

Mama left papa and rushed to her room instead. Her cries would wake a dead man if anything of such existed .

One would literally think someone had died….

The whole atmosphere was tensed…

Nothing would give me such a relief than the ground opening up to swallow me……. Hell No, it didn’t happen.

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Ann2012:
Hehehe.... I said it

Obioma and Semi yaff reproduce

Hahhaahhaaaaa...... Forbidden fruit

*The blind Alley - Episode 18*

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The journey home...


My Journey Home…..



My journey from school to Onitsha was torrid. I wished it was closer as my mind was so troubled. “What could be the cause of my sickness, “i wondered.

“Obioma…..”hope you bought bread? � if not, please go back, “chukwuEmeka joked with me as he sighted me alight from the okada man that brought me home from Upper-iwekka.

Never had Chukwu Emeka been serious as he seizes every opportunity to joke or make fun out of every situation…..unfortunately, that wasn’t the best time for bakery gimmicks.

I managed to drop a smile for him as i walked straight to my room without talking to him.

That was quite unlike me…. That definitely wasn’t Obiọma, “Emeka presumed as he followed me almost immediately.

“What’s the problem,” Obiọma?, he queried me with every bit of unease drawn on his face after noticing that water has passed garri.

“I’m fine, where is Papa and Mama?, ” i asked while reaching for the fridge to get some chilled water.

Immediately, Mama walked in and heard my voice…. “Whose voice are my hearing?,” is that my sweet daughter’s voice?, “she kept saying as she headed to my room.

Only if she realised that the toad does not run in the afternoon in vain....


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Ann2012:
Obioma is pregnant

He hahaha.....she has eaten what she had been longing for.... Let's wait and see shaa...

Ann2012:
Obioma is pregnant

He hahaha.....she has eaten what she had been longing for.... Let's wait and see shaa

*The blind Alley - Episode 17*

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The misery of Obiọma.....


The first two-weeks of my post Enugu sojourn was spent in total seclusion. Decimating myself all by myself, nothing would give me much relief.

In total annihilation, i made sure Bro. Mathew never had any access to me. I changed my SIM card and replaced it with my alternate line which he never had.

Of a truth, his thoughts tormented me. I struggled so hard to get him off my mind.

Things had fallen apart and the centre of my heart couldn’t stand sentry anymore.

Why would loosing my virginity torment me this way?, one would imagine.
It wasn’t necessarily because of the sex i had but for the solemn vow i made to God to keep myself till i get married.

Now, you’d understand why my devious behaviour troubled my heart so severely.

“Obioma, “you look so beautiful this morning, so vivacious, are you done mourning your beloved grandmother?, Jennifer told me after our quiz on a Monday morning.

I had lied to her that i lost my grandmother who was so dear to me…. I couldn’t think of a better true-lies.
Jennifer was my closest friend, we spoke about everything but i couldn’t find myself telling her about my stupid act…… She innocently......


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*The blind Alley - Episode 16*

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Act of debauchery....


I’d doubt if either of us slept at all through the night. Obviously, we were both pinned down by guilt, tormented, debased and devastated.

A child that eventually eats of what he keeps vigil for would definitely doze off..

We have both tasted of the forbidden fruit in New Haven and we felt nothing but acerbity and astringent .. ..

That would smoothly define the sorry case of Myself and Bro. Mathew.

Early in the morning, as early as 6:30am, Chimezie had woken up to dress for work. He knocked on our room door to check if we were awake already. He was surprised to see we were both fully dressed.

“Wow, “did you guy attend any job interview last night that you’re both fully dressed before a bank staff?, he jokingly asked surprisingly.

Mathew acted as if nothing happened, he managed to drop a smile. It seemed Chimee had coded what happened as his white bed sheet was replaced with a sky blue stripped one…. Bad boy, he acted indifferent and rather behaved as if he didn’t notice it…...


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*The Blind Alley - Episode 15*

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The hot tears of utter disappointment....


“if any native doctor had told me i’d be with you like this, i’d refute that claim as one of the biggest lies, ‘i said to Semi as he held me so tight to himself.

It was so cold that night as it rained.

Before i could say the next word, he placed his index finger on my lips and said to me ;

” Obioma,’ i had been wanting to tell you how i feel about you, ” he made an unthinkable revelation.

“If you did remember, i had wanted to tell you something that night before my departure but couldn’t,”he continued in the darkness that enveloped the room.

I could feel his warmth breath, My heart almost jumped out of my chest. It pounded so fast as he kept narrating his rather strange feelings to me.

It was strange to me because i never saw it coming. Never had he shown to me any sign that he felt some amorous feelings towards me….. Not even for once in his one year spell in our house.

“Where did all these sudden feelings telenova sprout from, “i couldn’t stop wondering.

To my utmost dismay, Semi reached out for my lips and kissed me….. It has finished!!

My heard swirled…

His lips was so soft, cold and tasted so sweet…


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*The Blind Alley - Episode 14*

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The cold shower...

It was was dark in Chimezie’s House. It’s obvious he was a chronic smoker as the entire house smells of cigarette.

“Chimezie,” don’t you have fuel in your generator set?, Semi asked him from the parlour where we were seated.

Don’t worry bro, NEPA would soon restore light… This is New Haven so expect the best, “he boasted.

Chimezie sounded so lively and jovial , obviously, he was so close to Semi.

He lives in a one bedroom apartment. I could see how neatly arranged his house was from the faint illumination from the candle on the center table . Everything had its place and carefully kept.

“He must be as neat as his cousin Bro. Mathew, “i thought to myself as i became convinced they were related.

“Do i go to the kitchen to assist him?, ” i asked Semi looking rather uncomfortable. It felt awkward to me for a guy to cook. Just like watching my kid brother, Chukwu Emeka cook….. It felt abnormal to me.

“Don’t worry dear, Chimee is one of the best cook you’d experience. Moreso, we’re his guest biko… Allow him sip from his own coffee ☕, ” he said while showing me some pictures on his phone.

Behold, the NEPA restored power just.......


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*The Blind Alley - Episode 13*

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The journey to New Haven...


With an overwhelming ecstacy written all over his face, Bro. Mathew held me by the hand as we were headed to the security post for a gate pass..

He had gone to bring his wallet but he came down with his wallet and another jacket… More like a sweater as the weather was becoming hazy.

Never have i seen him so happy before, his joy knew no bound.

We spent quite some time at the gate post , it was as if he was arguing or trying to explain something to them. I couldn’t hear what the discussions were as he asked me to sit at the wooden bench beside the elderly man, dressed in all Green khaki uniforms.

“isn’t he too old to be one of the security guards?, ” i had thought but couldn’t get my eyes off what Bro.mathew and the two young men inside were discussing.

“Sorry about the delay dear,” he said to me as they finally allowed him to go.

“No mind them, their wahala for this school too much jaree”, ‘he tried convincing me all was well as we carefully crossed over to the extreme part of the road to wait for a cab....


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*The Blind Alley - Episode 12*

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The journey of love.....

It took me approximately 1hour, 38minutes to arrive Enugu. Finding my way to Bro. Mathew’s school wasn’t very hard just as he had told me it wouldn’t.

The entire atmosphere in his school was so serene. I could barely hear any noise not minding the amount of students in the school.

Some of the seminarians were busy at the reception with either their parents, guardians or friends.

All these i discovered within the first few minutes of my arrival.

Everything felt different. These guys are so neat, so organised and disciplined.

Wowww….

Finally, i’m going to see my Semi…..

I reached out to my handbag to get my phone as to call Bro. Mathew and discovered that i had flat battery…… Gooooosh!!!

Unfortunately, i didn’t even know the full name of Bro. Mathew as i stood there mopping in despair.

“Are you looking for someone?, ” a young dark seminarian who had been sitting idly at the lounge with me asked after noticing how unease i was becoming....

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*The Blind Alley - Episode 11*

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When love, lust and spirituality intertwine.....

The Blind Alley – Episode 11

“Dear Obioma, i’m so sorry i never had time to discuss with you. You are such a beautiful lady with a beautiful soul. The one year spent with your family was the best to have happened to me. I always will have you people in my prayers. When are you resuming school? I might not make it to your matriculation but definitely would keep in touch. Please reach me with this phone number 08034********* once you have the access. Remain blessed “.

Yours beloved

Mathew Chinedum Eneh.

I read this letter 28times that day… I had mixed feelings. Yes, i was happy he dropped his phone number but maybe i was expecting him to have told me he loved me or at least ended it with, i love you…… Oh, i remembered he was a semi.

My matriculation had come and gone and i resumed school. Mama managed to convince papa to allow me live in the dormitory.

Leaving house for the first time felt strange. I had to make new friends but still hadn’t forgotten Bro. Mathew. Most of my daily itinerary was centered on school and church, had no time for circular activities as such. Making good grades was all that mattered to me....


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*The Blind Alley - Episode 10*

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The D-day had come for the Seminarians to be sent forth. The entire parish hall was filled to the brim. Every pius society and pius associations were dressed in their official uniform.

I didn’t envisage this sort of parting ceremony for these junior seminarians….. Obviously, they were flawless and selfless. Atleast, i’d vouch for Bro. Mathew that he did serve the church with all his might to the best of my knowledge.

“I’m sure that boy would still be a Virgin, ….”i thought for a while as i watched him deliver his vote of thanks.

“first, i’d wish to say a big thanks to everyone for all the support for this one year,” Bro.Mathew gave their valedictory speech.”

The Parish priest and his associates, the entire parishioners, We’re indeed indebted.

” I can’t stop without thanking my second family,”he referred to my family as his second family.”

Papa’s joy knew no bound as he stood up with heightened elation to shout……. GLORY.. GLORY GLORY TO JESUS!!!!! and everyone responded in unison…. HONOR.. HONOR… HONOR TO MARY.....


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*The Blind Alley - Episode 9*


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It's more painful to want something but can't get it for some obvious reasons..


“What’s Lovingitis?,” i quickly asked Onyinye.
” Lovingitis is a situation where one could be in love without even knowing she is, “onyinye tried defining whatever that coinage meant to me.

Obviously, she was joking but later found out how serious I was when i kept mute for a while…

“Hellooo….!!! Are you still with me?,” she asked this time without giggling.

“I’m here with you onyinye, ” i responded in a vapid tone.

I’m sorry if i took you unserious, she apologised but i’m also afraid you’re only being delusional.

The dream you had was as a result of some insipid and uncouth feelings you’re developing for the young man. Your subconscious mind only relayed the right impulse you constantly got your mind preoccupied with…… But!

“You need to show the guy some visible green lights”, she advised me.

How did you mean by “show him some visible green light,” Onyinye?

“Tell him how much you love him and make him see it ,” she echoed over the phone.....


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*The Blind Alley - Episode 8*

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Her discordant dream has led her to another worrisome situation...


In my discordant dream , i saw myself in a strange and totally different environment. It was so beautiful, so serene and felt so good.

It was more like a resort centre. Some families were busy riding a horse, some kept themselves busy with the melodious tunes from the ogene music played by some group of boys as they dropped money for them.

I was alone and almost secluded. Suddenly, someone held me from behind, trying to cover my both eyes with one of his palm as the other hand held me tight at my tummy.

I couldn’t imagine whose hand it was but it felt good. With smiles painted on my chubby face, i tried guessing whose hand it could possibly be by using my own palm to feel the hand.

The hairs were so soft and thick, the fragrance smelt familiar.

“Hellooo….!!! Biko, who’s this?,” i finally asked after i couldn’t figure out whom it was.

“Oya, make a guess!!, he said”.
It was a male’s voice and it sounded so familiar.

“Oh my God, ” i finally said with an exhilarating voice. Bro. Mathew?........


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*The Blind Alley - Episode 8*

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Her discordant dream has led her to another worrisome situation...


In my discordant dream , i saw myself in a strange and totally different environment. It was so beautiful, so serene and felt so good.

It was more like a resort centre. Some families were busy riding a horse, some kept themselves busy with the melodious tunes from the ogene music played by some group of boys as they dropped money for them.

I was alone and almost secluded. Suddenly, someone held me from behind, trying to cover my both eyes with one of his palm as the other hand held me tight at my tummy.

I couldn’t imagine whose hand it was but it felt good. With smiles painted on my chubby face, i tried guessing whose hand it could possibly be by using my own palm to feel the hand.

The hairs were so soft and thick, the fragrance smelt familiar.

“Hellooo….!!! Biko, who’s this?,” i finally asked after i couldn’t figure out whom it was.

“Oya, make a guess!!, he said”.
It was a male’s voice and it sounded so familiar.

“Oh my God, ” i finally said with an exhilarating voice. Bro. Mathew?........


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*The Blind Alley - Episode 7*

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Getting more intense....


“Dear people of God,” like you all know, our three seminarians would be rounding up their apostolic work by next month, “Our parish priest announced on the pulpit before commencing his homily on Sunday”.

The announcement was greeted with a boisterous noise and cheers. Some were clapping whilst some felt rather calm. The parishioners were already getting used to the seminarians and wished they were already ordained as to have them retained…. Unfortunately, they must return to the seminary school to continue their pursuit for their sacadotal call.

The inevitable news hit me harder….. How time flies. So, Semi would be leaving our house so soon? “i rhetorically asked myself.

My mood swang, some kind of strange and weird feelings enveloped me as i rested my head on the pew.

A tear dropped, i managed to pretend that all was fine as Emeka kept poking me. He was rather elated and was happy Semi would be returning to the seminary school to continue his quest for priesthood….. Ooooouch.!....


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*The Blind Alley - Episode 5*

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The confusion Heightens....

The Blind Alley - Episode 5

“On that fateful night, ” it was a very cold tuesday night. It rained so heavily and there were total power outage in the entire neighbourhood.

Papa and mama had gone to bed just immediately after papa finished watching the 9 O’clock Network news on the television.

We often retire to bed early in my house as to be able to wake up as early as possible the following day to attend morning mass.

Laying with my face buried on my pillow and was about dozing off, i felt something climbing on my body… First, i couldn’t understand what it was but definitely it felt cold and a bit slippery…

I didn’t understand if i was dreaming or in a trance…I managed to use the torch of my phone to check what was going on and behold, it was a very big wall gecko that was using the warmth of my body for comfort.

“Jesus, “,i screamed in disgust. i hated wall gecko or lizard, infact, i always dreaded seeing any reptile or amphibians.

I rushed out of my room to Bro. Mathew’s room to seek for help…

I knocked for a while without any response. The door handle of his door was faulty such that a little push would fling it open.

“Semi”,Semi”…i called again in a low tone as not to disturb people sleeping….


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*The Blind Alley - Episode 5*

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The confusion Heightens....

The Blind Alley - Episode 5

“On that fateful night, ” it was a very cold tuesday night. It rained so heavily and there were total power outage in the entire neighbourhood.

Papa and mama had gone to bed just immediately after papa finished watching the 9 O’clock Network news on the television.

We often retire to bed early in my house as to be able to wake up as early as possible the following day to attend morning mass.

Laying with my face buried on my pillow and was about dozing off, i felt something climbing on my body… First, i couldn’t understand what it was but definitely it felt cold and a bit slippery…

I didn’t understand if i was dreaming or in a trance…I managed to use the torch of my phone to check what was going on and behold, it was a very big wall gecko that was using the warmth of my body for comfort.

“Jesus, “,i screamed in disgust. i hated wall gecko or lizard, infact, i always dreaded seeing any reptile or amphibians.

I rushed out of my room to Bro. Mathew’s room to seek for help…

I knocked for a while without any response. The door handle of his door was faulty such that a little push would fling it open.

“Semi”,Semi”…i called again in a low tone as not to disturb people sleeping….


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Ann2012:
Interesting...

Thanks....

*The Blind Alley - Episode 4*

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“who could be praying by this time,” i wondered as i checked the time and discovered it was 5:15 am. ”

Oh! , it was Bro. Mathew. He had woken up so early to start his morning devotion. My room was next to his and quite adjacent to Papa’s room.

” He must be a prayer warrior, “i asked in soliloquy before heading to the rest room.

Papa would definitely love this one as he has seen a companion that would ginger his avid love for prayers.

In my house, it’s almost a taboo if we missed a morning mass. Papa would ensure we woke by 5:30am, say our Rosary and all proceed in a single file to the church....



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*The Blind Alley - Episode 3*

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The story about to unfold....




THE BLIND ALLEY – EPISODE 3

We got home that day with the new august member of our family. I practically avoided looking at him in the car. Throughout the journey home, papa initiated most of the talks and laughed loudly like never before….. He must be so happy and somewhat satisfied to have been chosen amidst other parishioners.

“Obi dị asọ Jesu”, must be so elated….. That’s papa’s nick name as every member of the church would address him including the Priests.

I immediately entered the kitchen to start boiling the rice as mama had previously made stew before going to the church.

“Obim…. Obimoooo..”, “Papa called me from the sitting room. He would only call me like that only when he is happy. Just like mama loved Emeka fervently, Papa is so fond of me, always spoke highly of me and bragged amongst his peers how they would soon start addressing him as,” Papa Rev.sister”, very soon.

He believed i am so pious just like himself....

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