built frame on a blackish brown wooden back
chair which seemed as if it had seen more
years than johny himself.
dark clouds covered the sky as the grayish
glow of twilight slowly surrendered to the
domineering command of night.
The hurricane lamp in front of him cast a
yellowish golden glow over the environment,
given an amber look on johny whose heavy
face rested on his palms, the brownish singlet
hanged loosely on his shoulders with little
holes here and there, one can easily make out
that it use to be white, the yellowish glow of
the gentle flame dancing inside the lamp
glove gave it a crisp bright milky colour.
A reddish brown mud house stood behind him
with the thatch seemingly shimmering in the
black intruding yellow shadow casted by the
glowing amber.
“How did it come to this?” he muttered under
his breathe. “who can believe this is me, johny
williams, founder and C.E.O of JOHNYSKY
group of companies, youngest millionaire in
my town. taking an extreme scan of his
surrounding taking in the whole settings of his
new environment; the thatched reddish mud
hut behind him, a sandy brownish soil
adorning the earth beneath his feet with fruit
trees swaying happily around seemingly
saying hello…
he could not help but look back when
everything was so much brighter and where
his hustles began..
John williams or johny as he was normally
called by all and sundry began from what
could be called THE VERY BEGINING. he was
the first and only son of a school teacher
father and a petty trader mother, growing up
in the ghetto of ugbo-oghe enugu state. had
his primary education in the government
primary school just few minutes work from
their face me i face you yard where his father
worked as a teacher.
his primary school years went by smoothly
and he easily got admitted to another
government secondary school not far from his
house too but a bit farther than the primary
school.
he finished his secondary education and came
out with one of the best results in S.S.C.E,
like one of his teachers once said ” he has an
alien brain..
Things were looking up until after he got
admission into university of Nigeria nsukka
disaster struck and the blind cold hearted
hands of death touched his life, snatching
both his parents in one single fatal blow. his
parents were involved in a ghastly motor
accident on their way to the village for a
traditional wedding. . . johny’s life changed
forever, bitterness and sorrow sank deep into
his life. he blamed God for not been able to
save his parents, the government for the
poorly built road, the drunk trailer driver that
rammed into the bus his parents were and
most of all he blamed life for being so fleeting
and vulnerable.
Through out his parents burial and funeral,
friends relatives and neighbours were all
around him, sympathizers crying with him and
countless promises heaped on him by many
promising to see him through school and his
well being.
Unsurprisingly none of the numerous promise
makes were seen after his parents funeral and
thus no help came from anybody…
His mind was forever shut to taking people’s
words and even God himself…..
To Be Continue
