Archive for February, 2014

A lot like love

 

Read Episode I here
Read Episode II Here

 

 

“Sam do you have any wine left? I can’t seem to find any.” Maggie was shouting to Sam who was upstairs scattering her entire wardrobe in search of a perfect summer dress to wear for the lunch they were having.

Maggie’s model friends were coming but most importantly, Bernard was coming and he was bringing his brother and his nephew. Sam felt an unusual urge to impress them. It was as if she needed them to approve of her which made no sense to her at all. She didn’t even know what Bernard wanted from her let alone how to impress his brother and his 8-year old nephew. She however couldn’t wait to meet Ben’s nephew. She had forgotten to ask for his name but it didn’t even matter. She could ask the little boy himself and Ben introduces them later that evening. Ben’s nephew is exactly the same age as Thomas and Sam felt it would be good to be in the company of a different kid. Maybe Ben’s nephew would give her insight on how to win Thomas’s heart again, she felt hopeful and smiled settling for a white linen sundress with orange flowers. Sam glanced at the wall clock hanging in the guest bedroom that she had been sleeping in since her divorce. Ben would be here in less than two hours and her sister was grumbling downstairs like a kid over a bottle of wine.

“Check the cellar Maggie!!! There is one bottle left there. Ice it! I need to shower.” She shouted at Maggie and without waiting for a reply, she jumped into the shower.

It was a beautiful afternoon, Maggie and Sam had prepared an excellent lunch of barbeque sauce and macaroni, ordered cookies for desert and iced the bottle of wine Maggie had pulled out from the cellar. Maggie’s friends were around and they were almost done setting the table for lunch. They had chosen to eat outside the yard. The whole compound lit up with life and Sam couldn’t remember the last time she felt so alive. She was positive it would be a beautiful afternoon. Ben chose that moment to stroll into the house Sam had shared with her family,

“Hey everyone” he was looking at Sam. She blushed instantly and Ben shook hands with Maggie and her friends.

He didn’t walk over to where Sam was, he didn’t trust himself enough to stop himself from scooping her into his arms and kissing her full lips. She looked so much more beautiful in her sundress than he could ever remember. He waved to her from afar and winked in the sexiest way Sam had ever seen. She blushed again. Ben helped them set the table and they settled down to eat. After small chit chat and a few laughs, Sam decided to ask Ben about his brother and his nephew. She had thought they would come in together and when she didn’t see them come in with him, she had thought again that maybe they would meet them soon but, lunch was almost over and they weren’t here yet. When Sam asked Ben, he told her his nephew had thrown a tantrum that afternoon and his father (Ben’s brother) said he wasn’t in the mood to eat amidst people so Ben decided to come alone. Sam’s heart sank. She was really looking forward to meeting a part of Ben. He noticed the change in her mood and assured her that he’d make sure she met them. Sam smiled and they continued with lunch. It was a beautiful afternoon and Sam really didn’t want it to end but Maggie had to leave with her friends. All three of Maggie’s friends, Bella, Regina and Emma helped Sam and Maggie pack up and do the dishes while Bernard decided to clear the yard.

Just as Maggie’s friends were leaving, one of them, Emma noticed Ben’s pager had fallen out of his pocket. She picked it up and was giving it to him when the pager lit up in bright green. Emma had never seen anything like it. She didn’t even know that pagers could light up so brightly. Even Ben was surprised.

“What is it?” She asked him and he had no answer. He just took the device from her and pushed it into his pocket. Emma was the most playful of the girls. She was chatty, friendly and fun to hang around with.

Bernard looked at her she wasn’t a very beautiful woman but she had a smile to die for and he could tell from the little time he spent eating lunch with her that she wasn’t like the other models. Emma was intelligent and well behaved, she appeared to be a classy, sophisticated but yet humble woman. He smiled at her and walked her to the car. Emma was saying a lot of things but Ben wasn’t listening. He was thinking about Carl’s device and its strange reaction to women lately. It had made a loud noise when Sam touched it and now with Emma, it shown like a green lantern. He decided that he would try putting in another woman’s hands and see what would happen.

After Maggie’s friends had left and all the dishes done, Maggie said she was meeting a friend for a late movie and asked Sam if she wanted to tag along with Ben but they refused so she left them in the house and went her way. Sam brought the rest of the wine and asked Ben if he was interested, he nodded. They sat down together on the porch with their glasses and talked for a long time. They didn’t even keep track of the time; they were so into each other talking about games, politics, life……..

“I have never been married” Ben said after they had a laugh over a joke Sam had told.

His statement made the atmosphere between them a little tense. He was looking Sam straight in the eyes as he spoke to her divulging all the things in his heart he hadn’t been able to say to anyone.

“My brother was married to some woman who bore a son and ran away afterwards. She decided she couldn’t go on with my brother and then she left him.”

Sam didn’t know what to say. It seemed to her that his brother’s wife really broke his brother’s heart and it affected Ben in ways she couldn’t explain. She held his right hand in both of her hands and caressed it, her touch sent a tingling feeling down his spine. He was totally vulnerable. Unable to restrain himself, Ben grabbed her by the waist and pulled her in for a kiss. Mesmerized by his pull, Sam gave in and allowed Ben’s lips cover hers in a passionate and almost endless kiss. The vibe between them was heightened. Sam was sure that she was in a different world, she pulled him closer and he deepened the kiss. Thrusting his tongue and her mouth, he started murmuring. Sam didn’t know what he was saying, she wanted to pause so she could hear him but he wouldn’t let her. His strong arms lifted her off her feet and placed her on the balcony around the porch. She put her arms around him and they kissed some more. It felt like heaven, and then they stopped to catch their breath.

“I have no idea what it is with you that keeps pulling me towards you but it is strong.” Ben said under his breath.

He kissed Sam on the nose and the then kissed her on the mouth again then he pulled away. “I gotta go” he said. “I don’t wanna do something we’ll regret in the morning.”

Sam couldn’t find her voice so she just nodded and walked with him to his car as if in a trance.

 

*To be continued…

 

Elizabeth
@Demz03
 
 

mother n child

He cried as he held her lifeless body in his hand. He was too late; all he did was for nothing. He wailed as the pain was too much for him to bear all alone. Why now, he thought.

“Why does it have to be now?” He screamed, tears dropping down free from his eyes as he looked up, asking God. “You should have given her a little more time. Are you trying to punish me or what?” He kept on screaming, a little inaudible as he cried.

All he wanted was to give her a better life. He had caused her too much pain, a pain too great for anyone and he was too late to set things right. He was certain God was punishing him for his sins against her and he was never going to forgive himself.

The cold nights on the streets, without a home to stay. The cold nights that they had to go hungry. The nights she had to be with papa Ebuka just because… he couldn’t bear the thought of thinking about it, talk less of saying it. He never wanted to think about it again, he had pushed it deep down away and locked it up deep inside him. It was a suppressed memory. He tried so hard to forget about it but he knew no matter what, he couldn’t. The sacrifices she had made just because of him were too much and the memories were going to hunt him for the rest of his life. How would he keep on living?

*************

You no dey hear word oh, Johnny. Calm down. No be so dem they do things. Your body too dey hot.” She had said to him.

He wasn’t listening, he was too angry to, the anger raged through his veins like the blood that flowed in them. That night he crept into the ma’s room and smothered him with the pillow beside him as he slept. He was never going to let him touch her again or take advantage of their situation, for as long and he lived, he made sure of that as he felt the life leave papa Ebuka’s body.

He knew she suspected him but she didn’t say anything about it. It was something they both knew but they never spoke of, till this day.

*************

“Johnny, where you dey?” He heard her call for him. He didn’t answer, he couldn’t. He didn’t want to get caught so he was in stealth mode hiding behind the door.  He held his breath as if, if he let out the air, she would know that he was there.

They hadn’t been in good terms for the last few days and he wasn’t ready to face her, at least not yet. Ever since that papa Ebuka incident, things slowly got estranged between them. He loved her so dearly but why he kept on fighting with her he had no idea, they never seemed to agree on anything. If only she saw things his own way a little bit more.

She left the room and he sighed. He was relieved that she didn’t see him. He had planned it all out and was going to carry out his plan to the last word. He can’t afford for her to spoil it. What he was about to do was going to hurt her greatly but the end justifies the means, he thought. He was doing all for her.

He took all their savings she had saved and it broke his heart as he knew it would break hers. He wrote her a small note apologizing and promised he wasn’t coming back until he had made it in life.

********

He had finally made it. He was what they termed as a big boy. He was finally going to give her the life she deserved. Nothing was between him and that now and he was determined to set things right. She had no choice but to forgive him. All he did, he did for her. The past didn’t matter now, all they needed was the future and he saw a bright one ahead.

He got to the house and as he parked his sleek new he saw her, she looked ill, she was sick, he could see it. She was coughing too but she hadn’t seen him yet. He hoped she would look up as he walked closer to her, before he could reach her, his mother dropped to the floor…

He cried as he held her lifeless body in his hand. He was too late; all he did was for nothing. He wailed as the pain was too much for him to bear all alone. Why now, he thought.

“Why does it have to be now?” He screamed, tears dropping down free from his eyes as he looked up, asking God. “You should have given her a little more time. Are you trying to punish me or what?” He kept on screaming, a little inaudible as he cried.

All he wanted was to make let her enjoy the ripe and juicy fruits of her suffering. The suffering they suffered together.

A neighbor heard his scream and came. He held in his hand a letter from her. He had written it for her as she couldn’t write it herself.  As if she knew that this day would come. He opened it was shaking hands and read it with tear filled eyes….

“Johnny, all I wanted you to do was listen, I know you wanted me to enjoy life but you went about it the wrong way. You left me all alone in this cold world that wrapped its cold lifeless hands around me, when I needed you the most. You left without a word not even a goodbye. You didn’t even ask for my blessings, after all the pain I went through for you and all the sufferings we went through together. I needed from you was just you love and nothing more but you were nowhere to be found. Not even the riches of the world could compare to that. I can’t say I forgive you because I never held it against you for one minute. I have and will always love you…”

The tears dropped freely from his eyes. All he wanted was to give her a better life but he had gone about it the wrong way. He could see all she had talked about while growing up. It had dawned to him but a little too late. He had caused her too much pain, a pain too great for anyone and he was too late to set things right. He was certain God was punishing him for his sins against her and he was never going to forgive himself.

The cold nights on the streets, without a home to stay. The cold nights that they had to go hungry He tried so hard to forget about it but he knew no matter what, he couldn’t. The sacrifices she had made just because of him were too much and the memories were going to hunt him for the rest of his life. How would he keep on living?…

He tied the rope firmly around the hook that dropped down from the ceiling, he couldn’t take it anymore. He knew this was going to hunt him forever, even in the afterlife but right now he couldn’t keep on living, not when the one person he lived for had left him, there was no point. Now he knew how she felt when he left her and that even hurt him more. The pain was imaginable and unbearable.

He put the rope around his neck and tightened it…he was going to meet her in the afterlife life, nothing else mattered more than her….

***End***

PS: A wise woman once told me “always leave loved ones with loving words it might be the last time you see them.”
HAPPY BIRTHDAY MOM! MAY GOD BLESS AND KEEP YOU FOR ME.
THIS GOES OUT TO ALL THE MOTHERS OUT THERE WHO HAVE MADE SACRIFICES ONE WAY OR THE OTHER, YOU ALL ARE WHERE LIFE BEGINS AND LOVE NEVER ENDS…
 
 
©JAY
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Peter

Posted: February 19, 2014 in Poems
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His heart is his hands
His Dares in his Mouth
His pains deep amidst

Wild and Young,Not Free
His demons he holds on to
His beliefs he drags along

Oh fortuned soul,oh lucky one
Your course,run it
Your stiff hat,drop it

I met you,I saw you
My vision was clear;but
I wasn’t willing to see

Oh pain,drop it
Oh Gain,grab it
Your Healness starts within

Your Grey are not due
Wish not for more
Your pains are done,stretch your treshfold

And when the life you’ve Tried
Is done and Gone,I Hope
You share your victories

Not of people but of Goals
And wealth in people
For that my friend,you need to see.

I dedicate this poem to my so Good Friend PETER. I wish you the Best in Life Man.

 

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A lot like love

Read Episode I here

Bernard had just returned from Tyler’s house. He had an awesome time with his brother and his nephew, Thomas, and he was totally beat up. Bernard knew he needed his rest now. It was very almost 7pm. He looked at his mini library and it occurred to him that he had to return the books he had borrowed the day before. Bernard had promised the librarian that he wouldn’t pay the late charges this time and he scratched his head.

“Urggh!!!” He mumbled, then picked up himself and the books and headed for the library.

Bernard made it to the library in due time and returned the books, chatted with the librarian for a few seconds and left for home. But just as he was leaving, he decided to stop over at a coffee shop and just kill some time before he had to go to bed. He had work the next day and there was a presentation coming up that week that he was yet finish. Bernard loved his job and he couldn’t wish for a better one. He let himself into the shop, ordered for coffee and settled down in the comfortable chair. He was yet to take the first sip of his coffee when a man appeared from nowhere seated in front of him. The man seemed to be about the same age with him probably mid thirties. Bernard looked up startled and almost spilled his coffee.

“HEY, where the hell did you come from?” He blurted out almost immediately and regretted it instantly.

The man had an air of coolness around him and he just smiled at Bernard and stretched his arm for a handshake “My name is Carl, at least that’s what I’m known for around here, and you’re my next project.” He beamed at Bernard.

Bernard didn’t know if he should’ve been confused, irritated, annoyed or relieved. He just stared at man without taking his hand. Carl patted him on the shoulder instead and urged him to finish his coffee so they could take a walk and he’d explain everything to Ben. He was done with his coffee in less than a minute, he signaled the waitress, paid for his coffee and strolled out awkwardly with his latest friend.

Carl looked at Bernard and smiled. “I bet you’re wondering what I meant by you’re my next project aren’t you?” He asked him and Benard nodded.

He smiled again. “Well for starters, this isn’t really what I look like. I had to look like this to be taken seriously.”

Bernard looked at him without saying a word waiting for him to finish whatever he had to say. He wasn’t really interested in it but he still want to hear it.

“Like I said you’re my next project and I couldn’t be interested in any other thing asides your love life.”

Bernard looked at him with surprise “I don’t have one.” He blurted out.

 “Yes, I know.” He replied. “But you’re about to have one and you’re about to make a mistake too.”

“Am I?” Bernard asked him sarcastically.

“Yes you are.” Carl put his hand in his pocket and brought out a pager, handing it over to Bernard, he said “This device isn’t what you think it is, when you’re with the one, it turns green and when you’re about to make a mistake, it beeps.”

Bernard collected the pager and looked at it. “How is this supposed to help my imaginary love life?” He asked.

But before he looked up, Carl was gone. He looked around him but couldn’t find Carl. He looked at the pager again and around him. Trying to figure out exactly how it works, he walked back to his apartment.

************

 Samantha was on her way from the store when she bumped into him. She was entertaining her sister from New York and she needed to be prepared. Her sister, Maggie always wanted all the things she didn’t have and Samantha didn’t want Maggie to have yet another thing to complain about. She was already behind schedule as her sister would be landing in Boston any minute.

“Oh my God, I’m so sorry, I didn’t see you. I was in such a hurry.” She picked up the man’s pager and handed it over to him.

“It’s okay; I wasn’t watching the road either.” Bernard replied collecting Carl’s device from Sam as he was used to calling it now.

The device had been more or less useless since Carl had given it to him about two weeks before and Bernard was tired of carrying around but he had no choice. Each time he tried to leave it behind, he would find a giant arrow in front of his doorstep preventing him from leaving the house. He hadn’t seen Carl but he got text messages from him almost every day reminding him that he was being watched. Bernard had no idea what kind of game Carl was playing but it seemed to him he had no choice in the matter and had to play along. He still wasn’t sure what planet Carl came from but he had since concluded after his incident with the door blocking arrow that Carl was definitely not from earth. Bernard looked at the device in Sam’s hand now and was shocked. It totally came to life and started making a fuss. It beeped repeatedly. Bernard was smiling but Sam was totally lost, she didn’t understand why Bernard was smiling at his pager. She shook the pager in his face and Bernard looked at her with the smile still lurking on his face.

“Oh! Thank you.” He said collecting the device from her without knowing how to make it stop, he slipped it into his pocket.

Sam picked up her shopping bag that had fallen to the ground when she collided with Bernard and started to walk away but Ben stopped her.

“Hey, I remember you. You owe me lunch.” He said.

Samantha looked back at him puzzled, wondering what was going on. “Owe you lunch? I don’t even know who you are.”

“Yes you do” Bernard replied.

Then he began to explain how they met on a windy afternoon and how he had helped her get a taxi. Sam nodded now remembering him totally.

“You visit the town library right?” He asked her and she nodded again still smiling.

She remembered him now vividly. She had started seeing him in the library about a month after her divorce. He had a charm that he threw all over the staff in the library but Sam had paid no attention to him. She was in no mood for a man at that time.

Sam smiled at him again “I don’t remember making lunch arrangements with you though.” she said.

“You didn’t but you should have.” Bernard replied. “When someone helps you on a windy day, the least you could do is have lunch with them.”

They chatted and laughed for a while totally forgetting that they were standing on the road. Sam finally invited Ben over for lunch in her house with her sister the next afternoon. After chatting for a while, Sam remembered her sister, they exchanged phone numbers and she hurried home thinking about Bernard and whistling aloud.

*To be continued…

 

Elizabeth
@Demz03

And of course, we cant leave our duchess out… This is one hell of a beautiful piece. 😀

Enjoy…as always
val's14

Zino gave him a foot massage as he watched the African nations cup qualifier, he loved it when she did this. He loved most things his wife of 2 years did. She was the most beautiful woman he had seen. She made the best banga soup in the world, okay second best after his mum’s. She was a real gem though, he was lucky to have gotten such a beautiful woman and to end up her husband seemed like the best blessing a man could ask for. He met her in his final year of UNI and spent the next one year asking for a date. First, all he wanted was to date her, but once they started dating he knew he couldn’t spend the rest of his life without her. She was obviously scared of his player past and especially since she had caught him cheating on her once. It took a lot of convincing and begging for her to finally give in.

Finally, on the 4th of September 2010 they said their vows in front of her amazing family and his.

They decided not to have kids immediately, so they spent the first year traveling to different parts of the world, she was a director at her father’s company so she took a long leave and he was a travel agent and could afford to work from any part of the world. He always told Zino that the Maldives trip was his best trip ever.

The second year of their marriage wasn’t as good as they had expected. Zino became very ill, she kept treating malaria, typhoid and eventually pneumonia. Efe couldn’t take it anymore and made her travel out for a checkup in the UK. Zino was diagnosed with ovarian cancer. It was already in its late stage. It was detected late. The doctor told him his wife was going to die. Efe cried like a baby, he was going to lose his best friend, his baby, his angel, his wife, he wasn’t ready. Zino was only 26; 26 year olds never died of cancer or did they? He had to be strong for his wife.

They went to a counselor; he had sessions with them and tried to help them come to terms with her impending death. Her father refused to accept it, he kept asking if money was the problem, he wanted to fly her to the best hospitals in the world, he forced them to go to the US for a second opinion, every doctor said the same thing, it was too late for chemo, it was too late to save her life, she had only a few weeks to live, at most 2 months.

They spent her last days in bed mostly, she wanted to travel and be lively but she had no energy and was too sick. His family were very supportive, they came to help clean and cook, his sister particularly made all her favourite meals, everyday felt like the ‘last supper’. Her parents were distraught; they brought different men of God every day. In fact Zino was the strongest of everyone, she came to terms with it so easily, this upset Efe so much, he hated that she didn’t want to fight, to survive, to stay with him. How could she accept death so easily? Efe hardly worked, he just wanted to be close to his wife all the time.

As they lay in bed cuddling and watching Scandal, he felt her breath stop and her body stiffen. His wife was gone. He just held her and cried so hard. The next few weeks were a blur, the burial was planned and executed without much input from him, he only picked her dress and the venue of internment.

That was six months ago. Today he walked into his office looking around in disgust as he saw the valentine decorations everywhere. This was the first time in 6 years that he didn’t need to make valentine preparations. He missed Zino, he missed her so much. He didn’t even want much in life; he would trade everything in the world to hear her laugh again.

The date was the 14th of February 2014. He had already told his secretary to buy him flowers to take to his wife’s grave. He had to go to work to pick them up. As he entered his office he saw a big envelop sitting on his desk, he’d deal with it later, he was already feeling down and he knew why. He decided to open the envelop, maybe he should ask his secretary who it was from. He picked the envelop, opened it and saw a paper and a key, he opened the paper and it read:

Efe my love,
How have you been? Hope you are doing great without me?

It was from Zino. How? He continued to read.

Do you have a girlfriend yet? Lol . I doubt it. I didn’t want you to spend valentine alone so I got you a new toy! Take the key and take your new baby for a spin.
I love you now and always.

P.S you always asked what I did with all the money my parents and uncle gave me for the wedding, well … Lol

Efe was stunned. This woman was perfect. How did she plan this? While he worried about her health she worried about valentine. She was a piece of work.

He went outside and took a good look at his new toy. It was a 2013 BMW R1200GS . It was simply amazing.

He went inside the office beaming like a kid, his workers were whispering, he was so sure his wife had managed to win ‘most romantic wife’ award. He picked her flowers and got on his bike. As he rode away he realized he was indeed lucky to have had Zino till her dying day.

 

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