was willing to do anything within her
power
to help us out, as she had grown to come to
terms with the fact that I was never meant
to be with her. It was clear, even to the
blind that I and Ogechi were destined to be
together. I guess it’s true what they say;
“DESTINY CAN BE DELAYED, BUT CAN
NEVER BE DENIED”
Well, saying that could have been just to
make me have the feeling of victory and
accomplishment because there was still the
issue of the renouncement to be dealt with.
How on earth were we to go about that? Did
we need to embark on a fast again to
summon the bright light which pronounced
that cursed blessing on us? Of course not! I
personally wasn’t ready for that. But what
else was there to be done?
Wise and smart Cynthia suggested
something that seemed like the way out.
She said; “IF OGECHI RENOUNCED HER
LOVE FOR YOU SO THAT I CAN HAVE YOU,
THEN I THINK I CAN ALSO RENOUNCE MY
LOVE FOR YOU SO THAT OGECHI CAN HAVE
YOU.” That seemed logical enough, but we
needed more than logic to sort things out.
After endless findings without nearing a
seeming a solution or way out, we resolved
to heed Cynthia’s idea, not minding if it
turned out the wrong thing to do. Of course
if it did, we would die. But we weren’t ready
to chase shadows anymore. It was a risk we
had to take. So I wrote down many songs
and stories about what we were about to do
in case we didn’t return alive.
I, Cynthia and Ogechi held a meeting
between us, and Cynthia renounced her love
for me with the very exact words Ogechi
did before Cynthia awoke from coma. There
was no effect afterwards pointing to
anything positive or negative. So we
proceeded to making our reunion know to
the masses and there were great
jubilations, and more doors of opportunity
opened up for us. The people were happy
for us, but we were afraid for our own lives,
as anything could become of us at any
time. After a while without any sign of
anything, we concluded that the only way to
really know if Cynthia’s renouncement of
her love for me was the undoing of I and
Ogechi’s separation was by making love. If
we live after making love, then we’ll know
it worked. If we died after making love,
then the writings we had put down would
tell the story.
So we had to make love to find out, but we
were not permitted to do so without being
married. I proposed to Ogechi on
international TV for the world to witness in
case they never saw or heard from us again
in time to come. Our wedding was a mega
one that was sure not to be forgotten in a
hurry. Many dignitaries attended. Singers
and actors from different parts of the world
graced the occasion. It was indeed a
memorable one.
After the day’s celebration, it was time for
the main thing. I and Ogechi got together
over five years back and had not even
mistakenly had sex. It would have been
wrong if we did, considering our stand as
spiritually moral people, but I guess poo
happens sometimes. In our case it didn’t,
and here we were, ready to seal our marital
union with the sweetest love making ever. I
just prayed Cynthia’s renouncement of her
love for me was the solution to our
problem.
I and Ogechi got into our hotel room feeling
fulfilled and accomplished. We took some
time to talk and smile at each other. We
didn’t hurry to the night’s business because
it could be our last. Sitting beside each
other on the bed, we held hands and
reminisced all that has happened in our
lives over time. We went far back to our
days in Enugu, when this true love journey
began and got to when it seemed like it had
come to an end when she left with Ck, and
then Cynthia, the renouncement and finally
our reunion. What an adventure it had been.
The only desired thing after such adventure
would be a happy ending, which we certainly
had, though we didn’t know how long it
would last. We were surely going to find out
that very night.
After a session of expressing ourselves
with what seemed like all the words in the
English dictionary, we proceeded to seal our
marital union. This time around, there
wasn’t going to be an obstruction or
hindrance like in times past, neither was
there going to be any feelings of guilt
looming in the atmosphere. I went forward
to pull off what my heart had always
conceived. What a wonderful feeling it was
to have all the permission in the world to
go ahead.
Lying bare on that bed was my Ogechi with
ultimate readiness for all of me, causing
every hesitation on my part to abscond. I
went onto her and initiated the process with
passionate kisses and cuddles, which
lasted a while before our spirits got high
and yearned for the only dose that could
stabilize it. Finally, the big moment had
come. The moment we’ll get to know
whether or not Cynthia’s renouncement had
undone the curse that was to accompany
the very act we were about to engage in not
quite two minutes away. Was it going to be
death or life? If life, how wonderful it would
be. If death, well, I guess all I could say
was farewell in advance.
I positioned myself well in her, ready to
unite our bodies. But just before I could
register the first thrust, I heard a slap on
my head. OOOHHHH! So this was the end of
it. All the money, all the fame, the future I
would have built for myself and the
heritage I would have left for those who
followed after me. All was gone on the
platform of trial and error love. Hmmm,
what a story to tell to the next generation
to keep them from making the same
mistake like we did by doing all the stuffs
we did which ended us lifeless on our
wedding night in the supposed happiest
moment of our lives.
I thought the first slap that landed on my
head was intended to kill me. I had to think
again because it was intended to do more.
While soul was still drowning in a pool of
regrets, not knowing the future that awaited
it in the afterlife, I heard another slap on
my head. This time it was hotter than the
first, and I concluded I had unfortunately
made it to hell because only the devil would
slap a man on the head like that.
Suddenly, I opened my eyes and saw a very
huge figure planted right in front of me with
obvious irritation. My guess was right. That
was the devil indeed. There was no way he
couldn’t be the devil. But the environment
didn’t look like that which is fitting for the
devil to dwell in. It was cool unlike hell
would be, very cool. I could hear sounds
that was no way close the screams of
torment expected to be heard in hell. Could
all those things about hell have been mere
fairy tells? I was trying to figure out where
I was and who the mean man in front of me
was when I heard him scream at the top of
his voice;
“Oboy na which kind sleep be this for
person shop eeh? C’mon stand up and go
your house joor! Abi you no know say
morning don reach??”
“Bros abeg no vex, na where be this?” I
asked with shaky voice.
“You dey craze! Na your father you dey ask
that kind question for this kind six O’clock
for early morning. Omor get up from there
mek I pack dirty dey go my way. Abi na so
your own do you? All these small boys of
nowadays, na so una just dey waka dey
bleep ashewo anyhow. You don go bleep
mami-water finish come dey mumu anyhow.
Abeg comot for road”
You won’t believe this. I found myself at
the same hookers’ point in Enugu where I
normally spent my nights. Gosh!!! I had
been dreaming all along.
sssSSSHHEETTT!!!!! It was all a dream. It
began from the point where there was chaos
at the hookers’ stand and the police came
arresting people, where Ogechi woke me up
and we escaped to a nearby hotel. It was
all a dream. There was no Ogechi, no
Cynthia, no Regina, and no Oklahoma. None
of those was real.
When it dawned on me that I had been
dreaming all along, I was somewhat
troubled, and at the same time happy about
the development. I was happy because I
saw the dream to be a revelation of what
was to come, which ended with me
becoming a rich and famous superstar,
married to another of my kind. But I was
troubled because of all the ordeals I would
have to pass through to get there. Was it
even a revelation, or just wishful thoughts
that graduated into a dream? Whatever it
was, I was convinced it was surely going to
play out in the nearest possible future.
I walked down to the spring at Ebeano
tunnel where I normally had my bath to do
so and proceed to my five thousand naira
job. I was smiling as I walked majestically
along the road, and some passersby noticed
me and probable wondered if I had gone
nuts or was in the process of doing so. I
was already feeling like a superstar whose
love was being contended for by two other
superstars. Just as I was still walking down
the road smiling, I got a call from one of
my pals back at home who goes by the
name; “OTOABASI, popularly known as
Otty.”
“Otty how far nah?” I greeted.
“Omor ee don happen oo!” he threw back at
me immediately with a tone of excitement.
“Wetin dey sup nah? Why you dey joli like
this?” I asked. “Abi you don win lottery?”
“This one pass lottery oo” he replied.
“Oya cool down tell me wetin happen.” I
said.
“You remember that Oyibo woman wey I bin
recommend your poems wey you post for
http://www.allpoetry.com/Jesusboy for?”
otty asked.
“Yes, I remember. What about her?”
“She has endorsed you poems to include
them in her next compilation. And she
wants you to partake in her contest in that
same allpoetry.com. If you make it to top
three, you’ll be on your way to the United
States to join her officially, and you know
what that means don’t you?”
“Mehnnnnnnn, are you serious?? So the
woman finally gbadun my work! Chei!! I
thank God oo.”
“Guy there is no time for all these. She
wants to speak with you soonest. Where
you dey?” otty asked.
“I dey Enugh oo” I replied
“Wetin you dey do for Enugu nah? You
enter Enugu without even telling me? Well,
start coming back immediately. There’s
serious business on ground that needs you
attention.” Otty said.
“No problems. I’ll be on my way tomorrow.
Mehn thanks so much for everything. So I’ll
now be working online with that woman, and
may work one on one with her if I make it
to top three in her contest. I can’t believe
this. Abeg otty, remind me. I seem to have
forgotten her name. Wetin bin be that
woman name sef?” I asked.
“Nna guy, you don forget already? Na wetin
dey occupy your mind?”
“No vex abeg. Just remind me.”
“Cynthia nah. Her name is Cynthia Foxx”
“CYNTHIA??????????????”
THE END
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