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There is this neighbor of mine who will never ask you for anything no matter how hungry he is. He borrows nothing and lives a very quiet life.
If you give to him, he will reject it. If you force him to collect it, it begins to look like you are trying to poison him or something suspicious is going on. That is how I feel sha. Not like it's what is going through his mind.
But he is a very friendly man.
I stopped seeing him when I moved out of the house.
During this period I returned to the family house and discovered he was still living in my compound. He had not parked yet. Same room. Same lifestyle. Always quiet and to himself.
I asked my dad what happened and why he had lost so much weight compared to the last time I had seen him. My dad told me the young man had lost his job and fallen ill. Though his rent has already expired, he allowed him to stay and hasn't asked him for rent for 5 months now because he knows his condition.
I felt pity for him.
I cooked yesterday. A very delicious meal and I felt I should give it a try again and share it with this neighbor of mine. I knew he would reject it if I gave him his separately. So I dished it in one plate, carried two drinks, and went to knock on his door.
When he opened and saw me.
I smiled.
"Uncle, I want to eat in your room."
He peeped outside. From left to right and looked at me.
"What happened to yours."
"Nothinb na. I just want to catch up na. E don tey."
He smiled and allowed me to come in.
His room was just there.
It looked like there was no sign of foodstuff in the room.
I asked him if he had a spoon and he said yes.
He gave me one.
Then I summoned courage and said to him.
"Uncle, I know you don't eat out. But today is a season of love. I want to share this food with you. That was why I brought it to your room. Biko don't say no."
He laughed.
"I expected it. I said it that this one was a setup."
He took an extra spoon.
I was happy.
I drew the food nearer to him.
He waited for me to take the first spoon of rice, then he began to eat with me. From the way he ate, I could tell he was hungry and loved the food.
So I asked him.
"How come you don't collect anything from anyone? No friends visit you. I don't see you eating out. Even when you cook you cook in here and eat in here."
He looked at me.
"You are right and very observant. My family was poisoned on Christmas day. All of us. 7 of us. They ate from the same bowl and died."
"And you survived."
"I was a baby then, waiting to suck from the tender breast of my mother. When I was told the story, of how my family died, I lost trust for humans. And I realized that the easiest way to end a man's life is through his stomach."
He took another scoop of the rice and drank water.
Then he said to me.
"In over 40 years of my life, you are the first person whose food I am eating. And it is because I am very hungry. And I know you won't try to harm me. You are good guy. But even if you will, this hunger might as well k**ll me and I will be gone anyway. So let me eat."
He laughed.
And continued eating.
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2:30am I heard somebody sweeping the compound. I started wondering what was happening.

I went out and discovered it was my neighbor.

The man told me he mistakenly carried the rubber of Garri on his head out of the room and fell in the compound.

2:30am.

"How?"

He said he doesn't know. All he remembers is that he fell on the floor and found he had thrown rubber of Garri and 5 mudu of rice on the floor.

The rubber was broken.

"Did you sleep walk?"

He said he is even shocked how he opened the door and came outside.

But he is suspecting he was sleep walking.

I told him sorry and waited with him till he finished sweeping.

I was about going back to sleep when I noticed he was dusting parker and following me to my room.

I stopped at the entrance of my door.

"You want anything?"

"Please let me sleep in your room. I don't understand what is happening."

Haaa!

I told him no o and encouraged him to enter his room and face whatever is facing him.

I entered my house and locked my door.

Before he will mistakenly loose my flat screen television and carry outside by mistake while I am sleeping.

I no dey.

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So I visited a friend of mine at his family's house today to play his PS5.

We played all through until 12:30 AM this morning.

I didn't even know that time had gone like that.

I told him I had to go home because it was late.

He started laughing.

He told me I wouldn't get a car and the distance to the main road was far. There are no bikes. But I can sleep over and leave tomorrow morning.

He sleeps with his two brothers in the same room. So I told him I wanted to sleep in the parlor since no one was sleeping there.

He said fine. I could sleep and left for his room.

While my eyes were still closed I heard his mother waking them up hurriedly.

According to her, she heard a blackbird make a noise on the zinc of the house. The boy asked her what kind of bird did she hear. She told him it sounded like an owl.

She said witches had come to the house and everyone should get up for prayers.

The moment I heard that I sat up first and started nodding my head like I was praying and speaking "Shakalama shakalaama" in whispers before they call me the witch that came visiting.

The mother came to the parlor and saw me nodding and speaking in tongues.

"Ah ah! Praises, you are praying already?"

"Yes, ma. I heard an owl on the zinc. My pastor says when we hear this kind of thing we should not take it lightly. We need to stand up and fire prayers."

"Ehen... Exactly what I was telling my children. I have just called them to the parlor. We would pray and send the demons back to sender."

"Yes, ma."

I started nodding my head.

I thought the prayer was going to be a short prayer.

Until the mother stood up and spoke.

"That evil bird has entered the wrong family. Todah we would start by reading the whole of Genesis down to Leviticus."

She pointed at me.

"Praises, you will help us read the whole of Psalms."

"From the beginning of the Psalms to end of the Psalms."

"Yes, my son. Then we pray."

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