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THE BEACH TOOK HER


Craig stood by the shores of the beach, eyes transfixed into the horizon, dusk was approaching and the birds where chipping, forming twitters and symphonies while retreating in colonies, the ocean tides increased it's turbulence as the waters made roaring sounds, the horizon seemed to be stitched with silver line, the clouds where now highly densed as they moved in a fugacious manner east wards paving way for twilight, the waters pulsating and dancing to the music of the windy ambiance whilst heralding the renowned sea breeze which sent goose pimples all over Craig's mild skin, he shivered and interlocked his arms in a futile bid to annul the effect the breeze had on him. Occasionally the waters severed bonds with the pulsing sea and snuggled up to him drenching the golden sand beneath his feet.

"Craig" a low pitched voice called out to him, drowned in his thoughts he didn't hear her.

"Craig?" She called out again this time a little bit louder much to his consciousness. He swiftly turned and beheld her, with a panicking voice he spoke

"Yolanda, any good news?" Craig asked with eyes widely opened while holding Yolanda his younger sister on her shoulders.

"Craig, we.....we.....lost her" she stuttered while breaking down in tears. Craig quickly pulled her into his arms in a warm hug.

"Oh God!!! This can't be happening, this can't be true, why me? Lord why me? I brought her to her death? Someone had better wake me up from this sleep" he sobbed bitterly, by now a cloud of tears feeling uncomfortable in eyes gradually rolled down his cheeks dropping on Yolanda's hair, Craig loosened himself from the cuddle and sat on the beach sand bemoaning his loss, it was her birthday, Alicia his girlfriend was gone, gone on the day she was born, she had always loved waters, and had opted for a beach birthday party, Craig had obliged and brought her together with Yolanda who she was very fond of and some few friends to the beach. Everything was going on smoothly until they retired to a small hut to obey the rumblings of their stomach. Alicia had to excuse herself to go stare at the waters some more before they left, meal was the last on the list, and of course Yolanda followed suit, Craig subtly brought out a ring from his pocket, what day could be more better than her birthday to propose to her, he smiled but the smile was short lived when Yolanda screamed, he quickly rushed out, only to find his bride to be drowning on her birthday, he couldn't swim, but he was determined to get her out or die trying, he was restrained by friends who thought loosing two people a day would be traumatic, experts in swimming had brought her out, all efforts made to resuscitate her proofed abortive, Craig had to go to ocean to plead with it to bring back the love of his life, but no she was gone, gone forever, a sad reality Craig is finding impossible to wrap his head around. "The beach took her" he wrote on the sands...

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Samantha was lost in thoughts as she placed one of her pillows below her head while lying down on her bed, his name is spiff? Same name with her organic chemistry professor?and to think of it, he met her while she was leaving professor spiff's class, what a coincidence. She shrugged her shoulders and shooked her head from side to side, no, she was not going to call him, calling him will pass her across as being cheap and spiff would think she was fronting initially, she wasn't fronting and hell no, she won't make the call. She gradually refrained from her sleeping posture and sat on the bed, she brought out the white paper from her purse where she kept it the previous night, she should have trashed this piece of paper, holding unto it meant a 50-50 chance of calling him, she made a mental note to discard it later. She glanced at the tiny paper and saw where he wrote about praying she would call "sorry dude, not all prayers are been answered" she spoked inwardly, with that, she placed the paper back into where it was taken, and wrapped herself inside in a warm silk duvet as she ventured into the land of dreams.


Spiff was totally drenched in his thoughts, thougts coated with fantansies, fantansies craving for fulfilment. He had just gone to check a cousin of his in geology department who for unknown reasons decided to switch off his phone and was no where to be found. Chris his cousin had intimated him of a stomach infrastructure on ground in his home, and the plan was for them to go home together and get blessed by the afang soup chris's efik girlfriend had prepared, he had a softspot for afang, it has been rumoured by his close cronies that he was willing to sell his birthright for a pot garnished afang soup, irked by a failed mission to devor his favorite soup, thanks to chris for vanishing into thin air after a futile search for him, he strolled out of geology department disappionted only to site a distance beauty at his 9'0 clock walking with charm and elegance, though a little faster in steps than she should be, it was obvious she was after something or vice versa.


One of the rules of a player he had on his finger tips was to always live ready. overtime spiff had deviced numerous strategies, read books on women, memorised premium pick-up lines on how to woo women. He was no greenhorn in this business, as a matter of fact he was a seasoned resource person and consultant on women affairs.

One of his recent skills would be put to work today, he had stashed pieces of tiny papers in his pockets he would use them in the guise of removing things from her hair and in the process fix the main paper that contained a brevity of his details.
He watched her as she approached the hallway, damn!! She was a stunner, spiff ogled her entire being in seconds.

She was of average height, round face, with a pair of enchanting electric blue eyes, a killer frame made of a tiny waist and elaborate hips, the hour glass kind that got men drooling, she was chocolate in complexion which was one of spiff's weakness, the kind of chocolate that seem to reflect light cos it was literally glittering and to further compound issues, she was dressed in a blue aqua marine lace romper dinner gown slighlty halting above her kneels, the gown with an increased grip around her hips and butts which further revealed her mesmerizing curves. Spiff's throat went dry with lust and desires as he struggled for saliva in his tongue. "Heavens!!!" He muttered as he approached his 2 minutes emergency ambushed prey.

The plan worked, though she put up a defensive approach, but the white paper approach slightly broke down the defensive walls at least to some extent because he got her name and he was hell sure that by now she would have gotten his name too. "Samantha" he growled under his breath, as he heaved a deep sigh of relief and wished their parts crossed again, putting off his deemly lit flourescence blue bulb of his cozy room, he drifted into sleep.

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"In the absence of further questions, we call it a day" professor spiff spoke with a deep baritone voice, with that, samantha quickly dashed out of the new chemistry auditorium swaying her hips vigorously, one would fear the moulds of flesh on her behind might fall off but no they won't. She increased her pace which gave way for more violent hips swaying, she couldn't care less, the worms in her stomach had organised an ad-hoc committee to pass a vote of no confidence on her intestines, she had to get home as quickly as possible.


Samantha quickly entered the lengthy hall way sandwiched between geology and chemistry departments, just then she heard a voice behind her

"You know, you should be arrested for looking this devastatingly and ravishingly beautiful" a tall dark dude clad in a cream colored starched shirt, black pants and black shoes spoke while beaming with smiles.

Samantha was in no mood for this, she was in a hurry, she had some trekking to do, but here was this dude threatening to arrest her for looking beautiful. Ordinarily she would have ignored his likes and continue her journey, but then she was fascinated by this new line, this was different and absolutely uncommon.

"So it's now a crime to be beautiful?"

She quizzed and continued moving without looking at the guy, she won't fall for this, not even in the guys dream.

"Well i'm pretty sure that all the girls in your home town are probably ugly cos the raw material for beautifying humans were emptied on you, it's beauty fraud and injustice" the guy spoke while trying to match up her pace

"Ummm i'll take that as a compliment, but you see i'm in a hurry here and you're kinda damping my pace so i'd appreciate if you'll just channel your wooing lines and resources to some other girl who'll be receptive enough to adsorb them and make you gloat, i'm sure there's more where all this is coming from" samantha said with every fibre of seriousness.

"Wow, that hurts, but i can at least get a name for insurance purposes?" The guy said rhetorically and resigned with a tinge of frustration visibly evident on his face.

"Oh so it has now gotten to insurance? Look i'm not giving you any name and would you stop following me?" Samantha said almost screaming as she came to an abrupt halt, just then she sized up the dude rapidly from toe to head, oh her damn!! the guy was cute, pink lips, sharp jaw lines, hazel eyes, well built, everything about him screams about the raw essence of masculinity, what a fine specimen, but hell no, guys in unical are demons, she was done with them.

"I'm sorry, couldn't help it, by the way there's something in your hair" the guy spoke like a kid making a post-spanking plea.
awe and curiosity met in samantha's face
"Really? and what's that? She spoke with a more aroused curiosity

"Don't worry let me help you out" the guy spoke, and without waiting for a "go ahead order" he set to work immediately, since he towered above her to a great degree he had no issues picking out the tiny pieces of papers stuck in her well braided hair, in less than 6seconds he was done.

"Here you go" he brought forth his hands, showing her bits of white papers found in her hair.

"How the hell did they even get there?" She found herself asking, but before the guy could voice out she quiclky spoke

"Well thanks, i'm samantha, i guess i can now leave in peace?" She asked with brows raised.

"of course ma'am, absolutely, do have a nice day" the guy spoke with a more relaxed facial expression.

"Great" samantha said and resumed walking.

She swore this time never to answer anyone, even if a rat is drilling a hole in her head. She got home quicky, thanks to having a house just by the school's fence, luck was on her side anita her roomie had just prepared jollof rice and plantain, finished eating and was sleeping helplessly on the floor, why Anita preferred sleeping on the floor as against the soft 32inch mattress was what she was yet to understand. She hurriedly went into the small kitchen of their self con apartment, scooped some rice into a plate and began eating, after she was done she placed them on the sink to be washed later. Returning from the kitchen she joined anita to sleep, but on the mattress, she would never sleep on the floor.

Few hours later both girls were awake, samantha spoke first

"You are sure, you didn't add a sleep inducer to this food?"

"Not only sleep inducer, i added weed" anita spoke sarcastically while taking out a piece of paper from samantha's hair.


"What's a piece of paper doing in your hair? So you cheat even in tests?" Anita spoke while yawning

"Piece of paper again? Thought this guy removed them, i wrote no test today, even i did i can't cheat" samantha said with a frantic and confused look.

"Well it's your business, i just know a guy must be involved, so what's his name?" Anita said teasingly
Samantha ignored the question and stared at the piece of paper for while, gradually with all the care in the world and like someone scared if the paper is a bomb she opened it and read


"Hi, my name is spiff, it would be a rare priveledge and honour to be friends with you, not sure of meeting you again so i dropped my digit and prayed you would call"

Damn!! This guy was hela creative, he had a to pull a "pieces-of-paper-in-the-hair stunt? Samantha was all smiles, "wow" was all she could say as the smiles spread evenly across her face

"So are you gonna call him?" Anita asked with a face of inquiry

"I .....i....really don't know, but this is just awesome, i'm enthralled" samantha said heartily, while gazing at tiny piece of paper as if it was her dream cgpa of 4.89

To be continued

REUNION



Reunion is here again
We don't have to reiterate it's gains
Its a unique convergence
That summons all past and present

From far and wide, east to west
North to south, across tropical Africa
From the bight of Sahara to the coast of the atlantic
They'll all unite in one city


This city rooted them
THEY were breed here
Nurtured, cultured and groomed
Before been sent out to compete

Triumphantly they conquered
Made their marks and footprints
Championed noble assignments
And made their own proud

Today they gather in one accord
People of like minds and unbroken chords
To reunite, reminisce and smile
To strengthen waned bonds they came

There will be bounty kisses, hugs and giggles
The feeling of nolstagia will rent minds
Memories and histories will be dredged
Hearty laughs will be shared in photo worthy moments

The young will learn
They will be encouraged by testimonies
Inspired by achievements and rare craved feats
They'll go home knowing they are in the right place


REUNION REUNITES

PERCEPTION


Perception is reality

As a man thinketh in his heart
So he is in reality
We've become shadows of ourselves
By thinking low of ourselves

We've lost touch with reality
By beclouding our hearts with age long illusions
Opportunities have come and gone
Disguised in obstacles they came

We became architects of our woes
We've blamed our ills on imaginary foes
In sheer ignorance we bemoan our fate
While the enemy lies within in our state

We climb the ladder of sucess
Clad in the costume of failure
Midway in the steps
we trip, we fall, we plunge deep into depression

We repeat the process without questions
Hoping answers will come when we get to the prime
Like a reccurring decimal in a series
We fall again and again

Until a helping hand comes
Not with a referral link this time
But with a link to refer the plagued back to the heart
The onset and trailblazer of the doom

Serious refurbishing commences in earnest
To eradicate erroneous thoughts and notions
Streets of the minds are cleansed with emotional hypos
Buried dirts and filths are expunged

So we back in to the mind game
With hearts anew in a positive state
With one mission to succeed at all cost
In a regalia made of shooting stars

We climb the former ladder
In a latter perception of sky high destination
The obstacles didn't deter one bit
Bits by bits we waded through them

Here we are at the top
Standing tall like giants on earths
Seated in heavenly places
The world our footstool

All this, because we discarded the wrong perception
In open arms we embraced the right ones
Esteem and ego sky rocketed
Never shall we fall again


SPIFF
FOR THE LOVE OF WORDS