TAKE ME HOME DADDY

With the Joy of  her admission into the Pharmacy school at the University of Benin, Immaculate could not but persistently give praises to God without hesitation. Everyday, a laudable expression of her pacific personality was absolutely felt in her very countenance. This she does by giving a broad smile to her acquaintances.She was fond of this before she relocated from Lagos State to the University hostel.
Immaculate, was born and brought up in the capital   City of Lagos and ever since, she had not left the place she grew up to call home. She was earnestly cautioned about life at the campus the night before she left for school, and a story was told her, how Akinmade had his life ruined because he heed not the counsel given him and as a result he joined the trending cult in the campus in a bid to raise shoulder with the STRONG MEN OF THE CAMPUS.  As a norm to her she nooded in agreement to her parents advice and made them confide in her that she was never going to compromise her status.

She left home on cool Friday morning, and headed for Benin City- an ancient City know for her rich cultural heritage with sound and well structured political system. The University  is cited as a nodal covering a large hectres of land. At about the hour of 3:05pm, Immaculate arrived the University's gate. Seeing how magnificiently the gate was built, perplexed , she stood for a while staring at it and unfortunately for her she was locked up in a state of dilema. Falling back in place she quickly walked up to the MEN AT THE GATE. " please sir, do you having any idea of the road leading to queen Idia's Hosel?'' "Get away, you nothing girl that can't even greet and  needs an answer to your questions.".....................................

MY DREAM, MY GIRL- THE FAR SPENT TIDE

             EPISODE 1           
             EPISODE 2

Kemi is dark in complexion, tall, long haired with pointed nose, lake-deep eyes, and a glamorous curved lips.She is not just a a beautiful young damsel at eighteen but as well possessed so many adjectival description. She was extremely humorous with good communication skills with right mental attitude.She is full of energy, gorgeous and above all, she was a God fearing personality. It's so rare to find someone like her, somehow when she was around, the sky was always blue. The gentle breeze that blew at our being together was not common, as if the land and the seas were always alerted to calm the atmosphere.

My name is Williams. This is the story my life. I will always tell it over and over again till I part the veil of the living. I'm not bad in appearance myself. Dark in complexion, almost chocolate, with broad nose, hairy; tall with lightly built body muscles. Been  from a Christian family, first and the only child of my parents. I have always wanted to be a 'SCIENTIST' since the age of  7, been fascinated with their meticulousness and curiosity. This attracted and laid a lasting impression on me never to be but a scientist. With the joyousness of admission into the higher institution, I made known to myself that in my own little way, I should be able to contribute to the development of the new environment I now found myself. My curiosity as well got me to be accustomed with the trend and  this boost my social life of which Kemi was found.

The memory Of that beautiful night that I had magically developed the courage to walk up to Kemi, is still fresh in my mind, as if it was just few hours ago. Kemi got to like me after knowing how honest I was in my dealings. On several occasions she saw me with other girls, but she was always not anxious. Blessed be the tie that bound us together as we both grew up to love and cherish one another.
Kemi was the beautiful side of my dreams. The dream that became a reality. She kept me smiling at myself daily. She was the laxative of my worries because each time I looked at her, all I saw was LIFE without ending. We shared our happiness and mutual woes together. Occasionally, arguments ensued between Kemi and I and we always had a way of resolving ourselves.

                                       BUT SOMETHING HAPPEN

Kemi soon became a dream. I ceased to see her. "Had I been dreaming all these years?" It was indeed strange to me as the whole thing wasn't clear to me. Sitting on a white plastic chair, I sighed.
"Why had she disappeared? Had I hurt her? Absolutely No."
Even if I had, we had a way of resolving our differences. Why had she done this to me? Why had she left me in discomfort? Why the increment in my lachrymal secretion?

I found out my "WHY" wasn't yielding me answers. I tried to sleep to see if it was a dream but all my efforts proved futile.

Then, I reached for my pair of glasses, pen and my notepad and I began to write.
Thus were my streams of thoughts:

Let the singing ravens be quiet. 

The screeching dragons have truce 

with the burning bush which they set on fire. 

The mountain top lies the eagles. 

And the brooks lie the harts panting for water.

As the deer runs after water, 

so was my soul towards Kemi.

The little reed of the earth should know that the LION 

has been loosened and should prepare for what lies ahead.

After finishing my introduction, I walked inside to get a glass of water. I sipped and swallowed it like 'CODEINE LINCTUS', picked up my pen and begun to write from where I stopped.

23rd April , 2010
Benin , Nigeria.
5:27am

I still don't believe that I've lost her forever.

Perhaps I didn't deserve her. She was such a nice lady, such a wonderful female. I know I could find many girls in this world, even more beautiful and attractive than she was. But no girl could fit into that specific portion of my heart that had been reserved only for her now.

What should I call her?

Aggressive? Absolutely not. She was so patient, so calm.

Hard and strict? Never. She was so flexible, so adaptable, very compromising too.

Rude and proud? No way. She was modest, friendly, and sympathetic.

Extremist? Impossible. She sure knew her boundaries and limits.

No, there's nothing I could call her. I couldn't give her a sole name.

She was truly wonderful, capable of doing wonders.

She understood me. I don't think anyone could ever understand me the way she did. She made me realize who I was, arranging my life's books neatly into this world's shelf. It's only because of her that I am who I am.

I would not say she was perfect but she was the best one I could have ever hoped for, not only because she had a tremendous amount of unconditional love, but because she shaped who I am today: my qualities and character. She was the one who made me beautiful in every sense. The kind you didn't see anymore. She was simple yet so mysterious. She was familiar but at the same time, strange too.

In the paths of life, you find faces you can't forget forever, no matter how much you try.
Then how can I forget that fairy-face which made me accustomed to the reality of life?
Those lake-deep eyes which, when low, brought night and when high, were the source of daylight.
The pointed nose that gave me the breath of life.
The comforting heat she generated that warmed my tender body.

She was the poetry of a born poet.
Flowers needed her to grow.
Autumn required her to become spring.

She was definitely a dream girl, a beautiful scene of my sleep, she was a reality too. A reality which creates history. A reality you couldn't imagine your life without.
She was so alive. One who could give you life in one glance. There was just nothing else like her.
It was her attitude toward life that made her uniquely captivating. She had a quick intelligence and a lively curiosity about anything she happened to encounter.

And then...she was gone when I needed her the most. She came and left. She didn't leave alone; she had my life too.

I'll never understand something: Why those times pass so quickly when one is happy? And why those times seem to stay forever when one is sad.
I closed my notepad and thought to myself that I should be glad if not for anything, but for the fact that I once found "THE LOVE OF MY LIFE. AND IF DEATH SHOULD COME NOW, THERE WOULD BE NO REGRET"


On a second thought, I said THERE'S NOTHING TO BE GLAD ABOUT IF IT WAS JUST A DREAM.

I had heard of the broken hearted. I never thought it could be my turn someday. She never said anything to me before leaving. Why should I believe the lies that  she had broken my heart? Huh! This was frustrating and disheartening. Could I ever recuperate from this ill-luck?.

It was a week now since she left me in the lurch and got away with pieces of my broken heart. I still hadn't heard from her. Anorexia had been another problem of its own. It had been water and 'CHI EXOTIC ' juice all this while. It was a period of "sack clothes". I couldn't do anything other than mourn with my utterly dull countenance with fallen eye brows.

Days have turned into months,and the later int years. Time and tide were still rolling on and they waits for no one. I knew it was all but a dream. I learnt to LIVE and stop existing. But I still hope to see my Kemi in the nearest future.

With this little experience, I think I know whom to open my heart to. It's a reality now and I am grounded for the little tests that come in RELATIONSHIP. For without these little tests, life would be a SMOOTH PAVED ROAD leading nowhere and would be utterly meaningless. It would be safe and comfortable but dull and pointless.

Lest I forget, everything happens for a reason. Sometimes people come into your life and,
right away you know that they are meant to be there to serve some sort of purpose, teach you a LESSON or help you figure out who you are or who you want to become.

You may never know who they are. It could be a room-mate, class-mate, neighbor, a friend, an acquaintance or a LOVER.
When you lock eyes with them, you know at that very moment they will affect your life in some sort of profound way.

Sometimes, things happen to you that may seem horrible, painful and unfair but in reflection, you find that without overcoming these obstacles, you will never realize POTENTIAL, STRENGTH AND WILL-POWER ,HEART ILLNESSES, LOVE, LOST MOMENTS OF TRUE GREATNESS AND SHEER STUPIDITY. All these occur to test the limit of your SOUL.

The people you meet who affect your life and the success and downfall you experience help to create who you are and who you become.
Even the bad experiences can be learned from. In fact, they are the most important ones.

If someone hurts you, betrays you or breaks your heart, forgive them for they've helped you learn about TRUST and the importance of being CAUTIOUS to whom you open your heart to.

If someone LOVES YOU, love them back unconditionally not only because they love you, but because they are teaching you to love.

Make every day count for you may never be able to experience it again.
 Talk to people you've never talked to before.
Let yourself fall in LOVE, break free and set your sights high.
Tell yourself you're a great individual and believe in yourself. You can make of yourself anything you wish, can create your own life and then go out to live it absolutely with no regrets.

Have a fighting spirit and never hesitate to get back into the struggle.
Most importantly, if you love someone TELL THEM, for you may never know what tomorrow has in store, and learn a LESSON everyday you LIVE.

Someday, everything will make perfect sense. So for now, laugh at the confusion, smile through the tears and keep reminding yourself that TIME AND TIDES WILL ALWAYS RIDE.

"what is this events? "

ROOM WEEK SAGA

                  HALL 4, UNIT 1, ROOM 173, UNIVERSITY OF BENIN.

6:09am

“Vincent, Vincent, Vincent.” “Ooh! Who be this witch when no want make I enjoy my sleep na.” Vincent shouted out of exasperation. It was Moses beside Vincent’s bed space tapping him to remind him of their ever anticipated “ROOM WEEK” At the time of this scenario Vincent was at the apogee of his sleep. That point where fantasies seem to be realized, you know. 

The previous night, Vincent played electronic art (EA) football game on his newly purchased laptop. His elder brother had called him some weeks ago to come pay him a visit during the SALLAH break. Vincent on hearing this, never wasted time at all, as that was his first time to visit the city of Lagos. A week later Vincent returned with a brand new laptop, and ever since his return, he’d been obsessed with his latest gadget. This was when Moses came disturbing him, after being tired of playing EA football game  which he admired with so much enthusiasm. In fact, at times he forgets to take breakfast.

 “Moses, wetin be your problem? Vincent asked." “Today is our ROOM WEEK, Moses replied." And every other occupant of the room echoed "HAPPY ROOM WEEK FELLA!’’ 

Vincent and his roommates have been living in Room 173, located in Akanu Ibiam hall, popularly called HALL 4 since the beginning of the session. Hall four (4) is one of the best hostels in UNIBEN because of its convenience. Its rooms are well structured as compared to the three other low end halls of residence like hall 1, 2, and 3 which are all storey buildings with three series each. 

Hall 4 is located in a well organized environment. It comprises of three units. Unit 1 has its gate directly opposite the school of Medicine, unit 2 gate is directly facing the S.U.G secretariat and adjacent to the faculty of Law while Unit 3 part has its fence facing the faculty of Agriculture. Each room in hall 4 has four corners, with each corners allocated to two students unless if there are squatters in the room. Vincent resides in corner “D”. Moses and Vincent are like cat and rat in the room as they always have some beef for one another almost every day, though, they also play most times.

Room 173 is a blend of 2 Law students, 3 Pharmacy students, 2 Foreign Language students, 2 Political Science students and a Philosophy Student. It has been fun all this while living together with people of different assortments and of different background. Everyone has always had their contributions to matters been debated. Though there have been downsides too, because humans are prone to error, you know. By the way, the fun part outrages the otherwise. Vincent (LAW STUDENT) is very outspoken, despite the fact that he was the youngest in the room; he always has something to say with his EGOISTIC VOCABULARIES-law has really done him well. He has had dispute almost with everyone in the room except Blessed. In fact, I can remember vividly his first dispute, the very day he packed into room 173, which almost degenerated into a fight with his bunky-Samson. Amongst other things, Vincent is good in spoken English, but rushes his words too quickly. He is not exactly the calm type either. His favourite line is “am cool’’ (it’s not too much of a lie though).

Samson (PHARMACY STUDENT) shares the same corner with Vincent. Samson is an epitome of wisdom; he’s an experienced guy. So many a times, he gives advice on spiritual, relationship and other matters. He is the generous type as well. In fact, he was nicknamed “THE BOSS” as everyone looks up to him for advice and other matters. Samson, though a pharmacy student had all the engineering tools in his abode; He fills up his corners with fluorescence energy saving bulbs-up to (six) 6. Everyone wondered why the design in his corner is so. He also owned “DJ” equipments which he entertains the room with. In addition, he so beautified room 173 with his inverter which is the first in the whole of hall four. If air-conditioner was allowed in the hostel, nothing would have stopped him from bringing in such sophisticated device. This created a cynosure for room 173 as it attracted several other students especially the pleasure lovers. On a general note, he likes dressing fancy and always asks about angels. And lest I forget, he refers to himself with the pronoun “they”! Sentences like “they wan sleep see angels- instead of I wan sleep see angels are typical of him.  

 Corner “C” is the space allotted to ISAIAH (PHARMACY), BLESSED (PHARMACY) and MOSES (FOREIGN LANGUAGES).

 ISAIAH, for all he cares is the FREE RADICAL ADVISER- he always gives a fuss about the close-by gutter which smells like HALL 2 REFUSE DUNG. ISAIAH nags with all his strength, you dare not touch his wrapper nor sleep on his mattress. He is a good guy though. Except, of course when he wakes up in the middle of the night. He is “evil” at that time. (Him no dey fly oh! Don’t get it twisted!).  MOSES is not left out of the garrulous league in the room; his outrageousness is mostly constituted in his usage of French language even when communicating with obviously non-French speaking Anglophone roommates. He speaks French even in his dream. His favorite French line; ‘J’espere que tu vas bien’ was used on almost all the roommates while he was at it. 

The ‘inmates’ of Corner “B” are budding instrumentalists; “OVIE (FOREIGN LANGUAGES)” and ESE( LAW). Ovie plays the piano with so much vigor that even the dead could wake up dancing when he is at work. He however refused to lend his skills to the room by assisting them in creating a record song of their own. The roommates are still hurt from this. (not really).

 Ese on the other hand plays the guitar with top-drawer (that does not mean he’s good at it though). He is the legal adviser of the room. He owns a fine suit that he feels is designers and also has the most ‘TUSH’ laptop in the room. (what can I say? He is a Lagos boy after all). Corner “A” is as a matter of fact also known as the “PORN ZONE” You dare not go near there, else your spiritual frequencies will be abased to the zero level. Ndubisi, nicknamed N.D (POLITICAL SCIENCE)” is the man in charge of this specific affair. He fills his laptop with the good, the bad and the ugly. His favorite slangs-GIVE AM ONE and ALOBAM, should tell you all you need know about him. He is the typical Igbo man…loves money and always argues about the importance of ‘businesses’. It must not escape mention that his mentor is the famous wrestler ‘Randy Orton’ and that he believes he has the best things in the world. His laptop for instance is the best that ever was made (delusional I know!).

 PATRICK (POLITICAL SCIENCE EDU)”or PATO (PATHOPHYSIOLOGY) as he is fondly called is the political animal as he always defines himself. He always defends his views without apology to this effect. He is also known as “the naked man’’ owing to his penchant for not wearing any clothing (none at all) when coming from the bathroom many a time.

 DENIS (Phil osophy ) aspires to be a greater philosopher than SOCRATES. Who knows? Maybe he will. May be he won’t. Actually, his qualities show he would be good at what he is being trained to do. He is also known as the “EZIZA PRIEST’’. He attained this status after going to a shrine on excursion with his classmates. He is a good fellow, mostly calm (unless occasionally when some persons tag his soup as smelly).

 BLESSED (Pharmacy) never forgets prescribing both the spiritual and the synthetic medicines. He is not a bad cook (though he chooses not to brag about this.) He is quiet the churchy type and necessarily, his favorite line is “You all must REPENT”. He doesn’t like being called “Epa B” though his roommates think the nickname is cool. Though, somewhat reserved, he sure knows how to be heard because he is the brain behind this article.

                                                                                                                       

                                       HAPPY ROOM WEEK, HAPPY STAY IN UNIBEN.
                                                      GOD BLESSES YOU ALL.