Aha! Where is your dad now?,Where are all the promises that was made to you?,where is your dream,your career,where are those people whom you were their mentors? .you who was every child's,woman and peers dream has become an object of pity. everything disappeared in a flash, you who had everything can barely feed yourself ,you who wanted to help others, now can't even help yourself, you are at the mercy of the people around you. Hmmmmm! How would you still paint those beautiful pictures again and how would you even carry out operations.what a hopeless, crumbled and shattered life,the light in your life has been replaced with darkness, you are now a shadow of yourself,a reflection of yourself and your reality has made you far from whom you wanted to be.
Being a secondary school graduate is one among the so many things you had plans to achieve, it was not a surprise you came out with one of the best results in the country"if Albert Einstein had a twin brother then it will be you"people will always remark teasing you, your glowing young skin and your captivating smile was something that could light a room if there where to be an eclipse,you where every child's dream "can't you see how Michael is?" They would make reference to you"he is very smart, hardworking and of good character so be like him".you would always smile of course who won't, you where already making impact and you where proud of yourself and so were your parents,you had parents everyone would admire they where ready to sponsor you to the ends of the earth.
Being a young doctor was your dream too,you want to have a hospital of your own Ben Carson is your mentor,your dream is to help people in poor health conditions.so as soon as you graduated you where admitted into the university of Jos to study medicine on scholarship of course who won't offered that after seeing your results. It was not quite long before the university started feeling your impact ,you where the best in your faculty,you always represented your faculty in various conferences, symposiums and competitions.Everyone knew you would be great," there is no limit to the places you would go" people would always say so you decided to work harder, people are looking up to you and you were not ready to let them down.the last time you went for conference in india, the management of one of the biggest hospital in India pledge to offer you employment to work with them as soon as you finished your studies that aside the fact you already have a first class result was a green light that if you maintained it you would be withheld to lecture and you had already started working some research project with your lecturers on the treatment of chronic cancer of course you brought the idea.on a personal assessment you were satisfied and somewhat fulfilled.they dream of every child you where, the dream of your peers too.you had a life every single person on earth would like to have.
Oh! I almost forgot your passion you love the art,when you draw or paint one could literally see life in the work, your expression was something outside this planet although you wanted to be a doctor you still found time to draw at your leisure time. I remember the last portrait you painted it was as if the man was alive his grin and smiles where real it was as if one could hear him speak.you where gifted of course the book gifted hands describes you so well.I also remember you said you where going into politics someday it suit you well ,who won't vote you considering your personality even if you were to contest for president in America people would vote you base on your personality. You have everything it takes the strength,intelligence,charisma and to crown it all you where a handsome young man.
I remember how many times you would get upset and complain about girls sending love letters and some even meeting you one on one to beg you to go into relationship with them,you could pick any one you wanted but you where still single because you knew the kind of family you wanted for yourself you wanted your family to be everyone dream of course you wanted a beautiful wife ,you are handsome so you deserved it I mean the height, the facial features...,you had big dreams for your life,you've got talent,ambition, patience,determination and persistence and that was all you needed.
Taking the family out was one of your father's priority,dad this time decided to do something different this time so he took the family for a week camping in sharatoon hotel you felt so great he even gave you a surprise gift just to say how proud he was of the man you were growing up into and you were flattered "am so proud of you my son,I and your mum truly are,I will make sure I give you everything you want" that was your dad's exact words.the camping was wonderful who won't enjoy spending this time with his adorable family.you and your only sister enjoyed it because it was a reunion for the both of you "you don't always have time for me..." She would always complain,during the camping you made sure you made it up to her,you spoilt her with mostly accesories.
Your journey back from the camp was awesome at first,it was Stanley your dad's driver that drove the car of course everyone was excited until until ... You had a blackout just to wake up in the hospital emergency room beside your parent's lifeless body, before you could understand what was happening a team of nurses came and took their bodies to the mortuary I guess,just then you had a blackout again,maybe this time because you couldn't believe what you were seeing.you guys had an accident and it has cost the life of your parents.
Its been six months since that incident happened the fact you are alive today its a miracle your sister is alive after going through several surgeries.yours was something that was terrifying, you yourself is yet to accept the bitter truth which is the reality of your life.you had to live on oxygen for almost five month before you regained consciousness dad's assets were sold to keep you and your sister alive,silly nonsense it sounded to you but that is the reality you cannot shy away from.The worst part of it,the one that has crumbled and shattered your life,your dream, your expectations... Is the fact that your hands and legs were amputated as a result of the accident .
The truth is you should appreciate God for where and how you are.use any slight opportunities you get while you still can and stop procrastinating. One of the crucial thing about life is time any time that passes cannot be reverse. Appreciate God for how you are and be humble because that blind,cripple, deaf,dumb and that man in oxygen in the hospital also had amazing dreams.

Its six months now since this incident that led to my present condition happened.life had not gotten any better,each day that passed by vanished along side with the hope I had on a miracle happening. The anguish became unbearable in fact I was literally living in hell.I couldn't believe at first Richard will throw up our ten years of marriage, of struggle and success,I mean ten years of sacrifices I have made for him. I met Richard When he had nothing, like nothing at all but I sticked to him despite that because I believed in the promise I made at the alter when I said "for better for worst" and he too promised me heaven and earth,he kept reassuring me that it was going to be me till death do us part, yet here he was treating me like a piece of trash,"the only reason why am keeping you in this house is because you contributed in building the house"he would always say to me with a look of disgust as I sobbed embittered.
Richard and I have continued to leave together with his anticipated wife."onifem,iyawomi!,iyawomomi! "he would always call her infront of me,just to make sure he humiliated me,she would always walk in front of him showing him different views of her body,after doing that Richard my so called husband would offer to hear the baby kick and she would come closer to him and he would place his hear on her pregnant tommy at the same time smooching it.each time I couldn't help but to start shedding tears of anguish and travail.I was the only one who understood how I felt,that was what I had to face for not been able to carry my own child.
The woman was very disrespectful towards me but I wouldn't blame her ,Richard had given her that guts due to the names he always called me.I can't count how many times he had to beat me just because of piffle things. I remember one night he had to beat the hell out of me because I used his towel, Michael threw me out of the house naked hmmmm!,having no where to go or what else to do i bent down covering my shame i.e my unclothedness thank God for mummy comfort who rushed to her house and got me wrapper to cover my shame after seeing my shameful condition.I cried out my life that day and blamed God for creating me as a woman,he would have made me a man who was always right and had the will to do everything he wanted, it was Richard who had the problem yet I had to suffer everything and even had to apologize for what I didn't even know, I even have to apologize for not been able to Carry a child in my womb as if I was God. Thanks to mummy comfort and her husband who helped to beg Richard to take me back into the house.But nobody questioned him for what he had been doing to me,no one told him he was wrong,no one asked him to apologize for defiling our marriage bed instead they family applauded him for that and thought it manly."this woman you are seeing here is a witch! she used her womb for rituals and I can't leave with man since she is unable to give birth "I remembered Richard saying with violence and hatred in his voice when comfort and her husband went to beg on my behalf,i was crying quietly because i remembered Richard was there when the gynecologist told me i cant carry a child because my womb was badly injured ,Yet here he was...I tried to wipe the tears that was flowing ceaseless from my eyes,it was to no avail and that was how he finally accepted to take me back into the house hmmmm.
Since then life had not been any better I now sleep in the guest room while his anticipated wife slept in our room,they room Richard and I suffered to build and on our matrimonial bed.Richard had sent me packing few weeks ago" you disgust me,i regretted wasting my money marrying you,in fact you are smelling so you need to leave this room, I can't leave in the same room with a barren pig like you "that was his exact words to me the day he asked me to transfer my clothes to the guest room, I couldn't say a word,I just transferred my clothes that evening at least in this few months I have learned to harbor everthing.recently I met a woman in our Bible study group, she was new in the group and the interesting thing about her is she is a counsellor so I decided to meet her and share my ordeal with her, of recent I have had several sessions with her and this has helped me a lot and thought me to harbor things, yeah! am still reading some of the book she gave me." my dear you just need to hold on all these would be over some day,you just need to keep praying.the fact your husband does not seem to need you now does not mean to world has come to an end"she would always say it casually as if it was that simple,she was not in my shoes she wouldn't understand,she didnt understand what it means to be humiliated and be treated like a pig by your husband,I didn't take what was happening to me casually because I felt all hell had been let loose on my world. Yet I had no choice but to stop worrying because it gave no solution to my problem.I became very care free not paying attention to what was happening around me,but deep within I knew I lied about not caring because there where still times I will soak my pillow with tears,sometimes the humiliation was unbearable but I dare not cry in front of them. There were times the anticipated wife would close her nose when I passed but I pretended I didn't care,I didn't blame her because Richard did worst.there are times They would both seat in the parlor cuddling each other and doing all manner of lovely things,sometimes Richard would peel oranges for her or repair her nails at the same time calling her all sorts of sweet names,aware I was in the room,just trying to humiliate me of course sometimes the succeeded as I would lie on the bed sobbing.it got to the point where Richard ask me not to even touch some things in the house, like his cloth,seating on the cushions or handling the remote,he even asked me not to touch cooking utensils in the house that I was contaminating it,Richard would not even carry me in his car even when he saw me walking down the street,yet I did not leave the house because I meant business when I said "for better for worst".In all this I have not hated Richard a bit, instead I just kept praying and believing all will be well some day.His family members where a set of people I didn't want to talk about.
It's five months now since the anticipated wife came to the house,at this point she was due for delivering but had not given birth "I thought the doctor said last week is your day of delivery?" I over heard Richard asked with great trepidation "yes I don't understand too" the anticipated wife answered I could read fear in the woman's voice."what do you mean by that, is the baby not kicking?" Richard ask again not waiting for answers "we have to go and see the doctor tomorrow Richard concluded. I listened as their voice faded.
I could not wait for Richard to come back from the hospital, I was curious but yet I pretended I wasn't. Richard got back earlier than I expected,it was as if he didn't even go to work. I didn't ask because it was none of my business,just immediately his phone rang and the next thing I heard was" what do you mean by stillbirth? Christ!"he asked over the phone it seemed it was the doctor. I tried to figure out what the doctor was saying and this was it,he was trying to inform Richard that his anticipated baby was dead in the mother's womb. I swallowed hard an invisible lump,my heart raced faster,I didn't know what to feel,I felt as if blood has stop flowing through my veins and I didn't know whether to be happy or sad,so I tried to listen again but this time all I heard was the sound of the car keys obviously Richard was going to the hospital to confirm what he has heard.just immediately I reached out for my phone to call my counsellor,maybe she would know better what I should do.
That evening Richard got back home drunk,who wouldn't after having such disappointment,he was not with his anticipated wife,probably the had to operate her to get the baby out of her system poor thing I thought. I was lying on my bed now confused when Richard barged into my room, I was terrified because I didn't know what to expect because he was drunk,I feared he wanted to hit me until I watched him kissed me on my lips,that was how he had sex with me that night, I kept crying all through shedding tears of anguish,I couldn't say no to him because he was my lawfully wedded husband and I was still his wife because we were not divorced.
A month ago Richard sent his anticipated wife packing out of the house,poor thing! I remembered how she had begged him, yet he gave no listening ear,she deserved it at least that is what you get for taking another persons husband I had thought sheepishly,that did not change Richard's attitude towards me in anyway but I cared less about that.in fact he was even angry with me and kept on calling me a witch.A week later his mother had visited him to give him some herbs to protect him from my charms,she claimed I had eaten the other child with my juju and had promised she was going to bring a new wife for her son but I didn't care,I don't know why but I didn't care.Just recently I had noticed a change in my body system,I have not seen my circles since last month.I knew what I was thinking but I wasn't cocksure,so I decided I was going to see the doctor and I did."Madam hearing your story,I don't know how this happened but you are pregnant, maybe it's a miracle"he said grinning "congratulations madam" he stretched forth his hands but I didn't receive it my eyes was heavy with tears so was my hand, Tell me it's a dream doctor?I asked letting the tears flow ceaselessly this time, I didn't know what tears it was,whether it was of joy or of the humiliation I had suffered but I didn't hold it back,I just let it flow because I love the news I was hearing.The doctor was smiling it seems he understood what I was feeling. Just then something pricked me within ,what would I do to Richard,should I just...
When I showed Richard my test results,for two weeks he was dumb founded, he didn't say anything to me and never kept eye contact with me, may be he was ashamed of himself because I remembered he was surprise I let him touch me the night he did,thank got I let him I thought.I too had not been myself because I was indecisive about what to do to him,if eventually he asked to be forgiven would I ever forgive him even if i did,I was not sure I would ever forget, my heart bled as I remember all the painful memories,I was shedding tears again but I let it flow because it was better that way.I remained indecisive about it until the evening came Richard came to my room crying like a baby begging me,he asked me to forgive him for all those moments of grieve, anguish and travail I had suffered alone. I expected he would but yet he came unexpected or would i say so sudden, hmmmm!I couldn't help but to cry too.About forgiving him, I had to because he was my husband, because I made a vow and because I was a woman and had to take everything,because I was brought up to be weak,soft and never take revenge and because he was the man.

"my boy!" That is what daddy always call you,you are fascinated by that, the thought of been a daddy's boy makes you feel boundless because there is nothing you asked for that is not given to you even if you asked for the world dad would give you "you are spoiling this boy'' mum would always complain but that is the worst she could do'' he is my only male child,honey the money is there 'he will pause "money is not my problem but how to spend it' he would always conclude laughing,mum would continue murmuring but that change nothing because dad made you feel boundless,unlimited and of course a Daddy's boy. It continued like this sometimes you would steal daddy's money to buy tramol,solution,cigarette and alcoholic drinks but dad always applaud you for doing that and always remarks'' you are a smart boy,you are truly your father's son. They money is there spend it". This reassured you that you were right so you continued till you graduated from secondary school,dad was proud of you,of course mum had no choice but to be. Your friends always hail you,Moses was your best because he knew the fun and how to have it,he introduce you to all your so called fun habits,chasing girls,drug taking,clubbing and now gayism.
there was this evening you rapped your younger sister due to alcoholic influence. mum was bittered she wept bitterly but dad as usual told you not to worry about it no one would know. He told you how happy he was because you were now a man. Sarah your sister was sad but dad cared less,he is an Igbo man and a traditional person despite his civilization he believed the girl child was worth nothing "I only have a child and that is my boy'' he would say and you will laugh sheepishly.
''Guy you need more money i mean we barley can have fun now moses said that evening,you were very furious,that guy at the bar made a mockery of you because you couldn't foot your bills ''but what are my suppose to do?"you asked no one in particular ''dad has refused to give me money ''you added embittered.'' I have an idea for you ''moses whispered with a mysterious smile." You know if dad is not alive you could have all his money to yourself and... "Of course am his next of kin and moreover dad wont die now'' you interrupted" Guy calm down first"he flare-up "you need to end your father's life so that you can have his money'' he concluded,you were dumb founded"guy think about it'' he added further passing you a bottle of tramol which you accepted without asking him where he got the money. You gulped almost five bottles of it along side other substance,you were drunk Moses managed to lead you home when you got to your gate he gave you something wrapped in brown handkerchief and you bided him Farewell
When you got home dad was sitting at the parlor,you wanted to head straight for your room but your steps were failing you because you were drunk "aha! My boy ,don't tell me this is Mose's hand work" dad said as he reached out his hands to assist you'' you need to rest you must be very tired"you smiled as dad spoke. As you sat on your bed so many things ran through your mind,the thought of how rich you would be if you eliminated your father but you were very foolish not to think of the repacurtion .you reached out for the handkerchief you managed to hide from dad and that was it,you wanted everything I mean the money,the cars... you deserved it because you were daddy's boy and now was the right time to get them. You went straight to the parlor where he was sitting and shot him.
Dad was lying lifeless just in front of you,just then mum barged in from no where it seems she heard the sound of the gun shot,immediately she saw dad lying in a pool of blood she started screaming "hai! he has killed him ooo,I knew this day would come and I warned him ah! ah! honey wake up talk to me" She kept shaking dad as she cried "no! ah what have you done?" She asked you,you where dumb founded. that was when your eyes began to clear. Mum had a black out just then neighbors began rushing in,You were still standing there with the gun in the brown handkerchief, that handkerchief Moses gave you earlier. You could not understand what was happening but everything was fast,before you knew it you were arraigned before the court,after few weeks you were found guilty and a death sentence was passed on you.
As you awaited your execution each day that passed by became more frightening to you as it brings you closer to your grave and left you with regret,you regretted everything even the fact you were a daddy's boy,you regretted your so called fun habit and of course hated Moses. you blamed dad for everything ''if only he had not spoiled me ,if only he had corrected me and told me I was wrong,He thought he loved me and was given me the best but he was wrong I regretted having him as a father,I ...". You couldn't help but to sob bitterly but it was too late as it would always be said ''it is too late to cry when the head has been cut off''. now you live each day in your greatest fear and regret waiting for your execution and your doom. until that day came,you were not scared anymore"say your final word and prayer " the executor commanded. You cleared your through and sighed "I just want you to help me pass this message,parent ensure you bring up your child properly. discipline and right parental upbringing is the best gift you can give your child,spoiling the child does not show how much you love him,believe me that child would hate you for rest of his or her life when he grows up. I hate my dad so much, I hate him and wish I meet him in hell,where Daddy's boy is going".

"Take it!" he roared I hesitated I wanted to but my instinct screamed no.I mean why would he asked me to close my eyes..." I said collect it "he roared louder this time I immedaitely reached my hands to collect what he wanted me to drink,it was in a pot and this increased my curiosity I wanted to drink it but my hands were shaking maybe because..."you want to conceive don't you? " he screamed "yes Baba" I answered flatly with a shaky voice"then drink" he said,"remember you must not open your eyes or else you will die"he concluded and roared in laughter. I coward I wanted a child badly but that does not mean I would risk my life,I have passed through a lot already and I was not going to do that anymore...just immediately I heard a sound it seemed something moved inside the pot,I heard the sound again and the movement this time more violently just immediately I jabed as I threw the pot now with my eyes open,I couldn't wait to see clearly what was in the pot before I took off on my heels with my legs almost touching my head I mean I literally ran faster than my shadow
As I sat in pouch that evening hot tears caressed my chin as I remembered my ordeal ,Why must I pass through all this, God why me? i asked no one in particular petrified i barely escaped today,i don't understand why a human being would be this heartless. so that man wanted me to drink of a water with snakes, scorpions and whatever inside, I sighed now placing my hands on my chin as tears flowed ceaselessly from my eyes.life is cruel I thought in despairity,why is life favorable to others I mean look at mrs Catherine she just got married in the last four years and she already has three children, I heard she is pregnant for the fourth one now but here I am.what have I done to deserve this and what have I not done to have a child in the last ten years since Richard and I got married.I have visited all the miracle centers in the country but nothing happened"they are using your babies for rituals"they would always say " we need money to buy anointing oil to pray for you"that is how they have been extorting money from me without result at a point one of them almost raped me, that was when i got tired of the whole thing until my frend introduced me to all those Baba's place I paused as I sobbed embittered.I remembered when I went to Baba Aminu ,that man literally set fire and ask me to stand over it hmmmm! I coward now sobbing more harder I screamed out my head because I thought I was going to die but he told me to bear it that after that I would have my child, he said he was cleansing me I mean burning out the dirt in my body so that when ever Richard and I have sex I would get pregnant straight away. I knew I was stupid to have believed that but who wouldn't when he needed a child that badly, I remembered I remem...oh! I woke up in the hospital with so many aberration it took me almost two months to recover but I won't relent because I wanted a child badly, there were times I had to take concoctions even now am still not done taking the one I collected last week from mama Hajara.and now...
That night when Richard got home I couldn't even open my mouth to share my ordeal with him because I knew he was tired of my stories of course he was I remembered the last time I talked him over to follow me to one Baba musa he kicked against it vehemently "am not complaining so I don't understand why you should be disturbing yourself and beside at the right we would have babies" silly nonsense it was to me,you know men would say something and do a different thing may be he was not disturbed because he was planning to bring a rival to the house,yeah that was obvious his sister my sister in-law came last two weeks threatening me,although she didn't say anything new she just kept on reminding me how miserable my life was without a child and how I have used my womb to make money,I couldn't help but to just shed tears.that was the life of a childless woman with no one to comfort her,sometimes the burden became unbearable but it was my cross to carry for been barren as if I was God,the man was always potent and fine yeah am the one who is unproductive and barren.After serving him his meal I wanted to head for the bedroom when he told me he wanted to discuss something with me"there is this new India gynecologist in town,I heard he is good so I want us to see him,i have booked our appointment with him tomorrow"I swallowed hard an invisible lump,I couldn't understand why Richard has decided to go for check up too" OK I muttered and headed for the bedroom because I was stressed out.
"I think it's better I addressed the both of you together" the Indian gynecologist said with his nose pointing directly at us. I was Petrified the doctor cleared his throat I was sweating now infact the saliva in my mouth became very hot "Mr Richard you have a blockage which has been preventing the sperm from reaching the semen causing you to be infertile but it's a minor issues which can be rectified by an operation to remove it"he concluded I couldn't believe it I lingered, I couldn't believe what I was hearing, I began to shed tears it was not tears of joy instead it was for regret I mean I was looking back at all I have passed through I mean..." Mrs Richard you are not having any problem but...can I ask you few questions? Yes doctor I answered in great trepidation. "Have you been taken anything lately ?"yes I answered anxiously
now,I have been taken some herbal concoction." We are sorry madam your womb have been severely injured due to several concoction you have taken" i couldnt help it any longer ah !ye!ah doctor please help me I knelt down on my knees terrified life is cruel,ah!am finished"put yourself together there is nothing else we can do about the situation many with same condition most times don't recover but atleast some do,so you need to be strong please excuse me.as the door in front of us was shot I began to cry quietly,I whirled around to face Richard please tell me you would stay with me,you know I did all this because of you.I know a miracle will happen.please promise me ...I couldn't help but to cry more bitterly Richard did not answer,he just held my hand and asked us to go.
Since then i have continued to leave in my own regret, anguish and night mere until the day I was just sitting in the palor reading my Bible when Richard entered the house with a woman who seem to be in her late 20's i had goose pimples all over my body, she was pregnant. welcome I greeted" thanks "he barely answered and headed straight to the guest room with the girl,after a while he went to the bedroom and I followed Just immediately, I was inquisitive I desperately needed answers to the questions that were pondering in my head. "She is pregnant for my child so I decided to bring her home so that when she put to bed we will do wedding proper but you know am not asking you to leave,you can still remain in the house at least you contributed greatly in the building of the house.this words pierced me right to my bone marrow I cowered with my feet and hands trembling I wanted to faint but I couldn't. It was then it dawned on me that my anguish, torture,my Travail has just began.

One of the greatest challenges we have in the world which is also the solution to our problems is listening.listening is the ability to accurately receive and interpret messages in the communication process.
Most times we try to communicate with people through talking,writing and even singing,we strive to talk but have we ever paused to ask ourselves if we have listeners?.It is one thing to communicate but it is another to have listeners.If only we would have more of listeners than bunch of talkers then life would be more easier and better.
If only husbands and wives would listen to each other then we won't have this rate of divorce instead they both strive to be heard each trying to defend his or herself ,if only the husband will understand that she is not perfect and listen to her then he would have seen reasons why she did what she did.
If only parents would listen to their children we won't have these number of children been misled into social vices by peer groups,if only they would listen to this children rather than try to impose doctrines and decisions on them then we won't have these number of girls going into early marriage due to early pregnancy because they too had their reasons.If only children would listen to their parents then they won't be making the mistake they are making today.
If only students would listen to their lecturers then we won't be experiencing the rate of failure we see and we won't be having half baked graduate because there would be no reason to cheat your way out of school.
If only members would listen to the preachers then we would have less sin and atrocities in the world and if preachers would listen to their members instead of imposing doctrines on them then we would have less hypocrite and If only government would listen to it's citizens instead of imposing policies on them then we would have peace and better policies to enhance development.
Everyone wants to be heard but no one wants to listen.listening goes beyond looking at the person talking,sometimes we mistake present empty bodies for listeners .for you to listen you must first listen to your mind,control your thought and give your concentration.The truth is if you want people to listen to you,you must listen to others ,unfortunately most times the people who talk don't even pause to listen to themselves they are carried away by talking.
Lastly If only people will learn to listen to each other then we would have less conflict and we won't be facing this crises today,crises are born out of conflict and conflict is as a result of clash of interest which results from the struggle to be heard. Every ethnic group, religion and country wants to be heard. People strive for power so that they can have a voice oh! If only they would just listen to each other then these life's wouldn't be wasted through the bokaharam,the Niger Delta crisis,Biafra(civil war),the southern Kaduna crises, Jos crisis and other ethnic crises within and outside the country. If only the would listen, then we would understand ourselves and live in peace.

Baby its time he said I was terrified but somehow I knew I had to do it,"the pain would be for a while"he said.I believed him but I couldn't help but to hesitated,after a while I made up my mind and that was it,it was so very painful I tried to hold myself but I couldn't It was something I couldn't control so I started to cry out softly he continued and it became unbearable so I screamed out loud as I tried to stop him I held his hands but no he won't stop, I began to beg but no he won't listen,the pain was something else it was as if my breath was going to cut,I started having headache so I held my head instead "you are strong,just try and hold yourself" he pursed then he started again hai! ah!ahs!I couldn't control it "I said the pain is just for a while"he repeated. I tried begging him again but no he won't listen I started screaming on top of my voice again this made him angry "would you stop that?"he yelled at me, his eyes where glummy and furious it was a mixed expression of pity and disgust then I coward and I held my lips firmly with my hand ,no one would really understand how painful it is, it was if I was in another planet may be mecury because it is the hottest they say and this made me to start sweating profusely .i mean so many people told me it Will be painful but I never knew it will be this painful" you need to control yourself "he paused" you need to be strong ",this gingered me so I decided I was going to be strong,i can do this I said determined then I held my breath and tightened my lips,damn the consequences I said... So he continued this time slowly,slowly and more painful then suddenly he became rash and again I failed,again I started to scream as I jabbed but this time he himself was determined so he didn't care,I started to cry now begging him but he was too deaf to listen I tried holding his hands put he pushed my hands,he was not just determined he was persistent and my tears won't was not going to stop him neither was my pleading .I have seen it, yes! I saw it and I was relieved because he told me until I see it he won't stop,my heart lipped for joy when the blood was replaced with a fluid which appears to be like water so he then stopped . so that was how my Dad pressed the purse out of my boil hmmmm I must confess it wasn't easy at all because it was very painful in fact its an experiences I would never forget. Just as He said I wasn't feeling the pain any more, sure the pain was just for a while .yeah it's like bitter leaf which is bitter when you chew it but after it is swallowed it becomes sweet and that is life for you too when you pass through hard time be patient, determined and persistent at the end it will be sweet " its done now my baby "he muttered now smiling that was my dad for you he won't stop calling me a baby despite the fact I cerebrated my 19th birthday three weeks ago.