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 Literature / Re: Ogechi & I by jezuzboi(m): 11:45am On Apr 16, 2015 |
| Literature / Re: Ogechi & I by jezuzboi(m): 11:16am On Apr 16, 2015 |
[b]EPISODE 39 “What? You’re asking me to leave your house?” “Yes I am. And I’m dead serious about it. Park your stuff and leave my house. I can’t afford to share the same roof with an ingrate like you anymore.” “Has it gotten to this? “Yes it has. It has even gotten beyond this. The sooner you leave the better for us all. I would so like it if you vamoose this very night.” “Cynthia. Do you have any idea what you’re saying?” I…..(Cynthia cuts me in with a yell, as she rises from her bed to face me as though ready to get physical) “Shut your trap young man! I’m asking you to leave my house and you stand here questioning me? What part of LEAVE MY HOUSE don’t you understand? I give you till tomorrow morning to leave. Period!” She pushed me out of the way and left the room to the sitting room in anger. That was when my ego, which had been heavily sleeping for years awoke and got the better part of me. I was angry indeed for the first time with Cynthia and was going to unleash it on her, not in retaliation but because her words had really provoked me. How could she ask me to leave her house? Now she’s calling me an ingrate? And all these were because she found out there was a girl I treasured and obviously preferred to her. Cynthia had done me great good, that fact is certain, but was I to repay her by becoming her man. I didn’t even ask her to be my girl in the first place. I would have anyway. As a matter of fact, I was ready to, but the process was interrupted and I ended up not saying any word to that direction till this very day. Maybe she hadn’t taken that to heart yet or wasn’t even aware I didn’t. Now she has robbed poo on my face and I had to let out my heart to her before leaving her house for good. I paced down to meet her in the sitting room and she stood up against me to continue with her bitter ranting but I cut her in before she could say a word. “Shut up and listen to me Cynthia” I said with much anger. “You may think of me to be worse than the devil. I have no problems with that. But I pray you don’t come across another human that will make you see this devil as a god. As far as you’re concerned, I have betrayed you, deceived you, hurt you, stole from you, used you, and did the ugliest things to you. But I would have you know that all the while I’ve done nothing but prevent myself from taking advantage of you in all the ways I would have if I was as bad as you have labeled me to be. Now tell me Cynthia; you gave me access to your bank account which contains all your money. Did I ever withdraw any money from there without telling you about it first? And in these past two years, have I withdrawn anything close to 5% of the money in that account, yet you call me a robber. Did I oblige when you offered to buy me a car in addition to the one you bought me barely three months after I came to America? Yet you call me an extortionist. Did I ever give in to any of those rosy proposals of yours that required a fortune to acquire? Most of all, did I take advantage of your feelings for me to make love to you as much as you wanted me to? I even took overdose of sleeping pills just to pass out and avoid tempering with your body unduly because I couldn’t tell you to your face that I wasn’t going to do it. Maybe you would have sent me out of your house if I told you so. Who knows? Now why do you think I did all that? I knew my heart belonged to another girl and was trying hard to retrieve it from her and make it yours permanently. Unfortunately I couldn’t. So am I to blame for that. Cynthia, the only wrong I’ve done to you, which I will ever regret, is not telling you about my relationship with Ogechi beforehand. Of course I didn’t tell you because I didn’t see the need to. Even you Cynthia have not told me anything about your past relationships have you? I wasn’t really expecting to see Ogechi again and was in the process of getting to love you sincerely when she popped off and I couldn’t just let her go. C’mon, you know how it is when a man’s heart is involved in this thing called love. And now that I ask for a chance to tell you how it all started between her and me so that you can understand where we’ve come from, you don’t want to listen. Instead you call me names that are unfitting for even senseless things.” “I will call you more because those are what you are” she retorted, nothing but a sick needy coward. Oh, so you expect me to thank you for not doing all that to me right? Alright then, kudos Jesusboy. You were such an angel to have not extorted money from me, to have rejected my kind offers, and not making love to me. I think I should recommend you for Guinness book of records. You’ve really done well to Cynthia. Haha, done well to Cynthia my foot! What about The Masters’ Degree Program you’re rounding up three months from now? Was it your doing? Weren’t you in some local radio station presenting junk programs before I suggested you come over and further your studies abroad? That aside. What about the movie directors and music producers you now work with and make cool dollars which prevented you from spending more than 5% of the money in my bank account? Did I not connect you to them? I have housed you and taken care of you like I was your wife, and you were enjoying the feeling all along. Now you stand here to count what and what you didn’t do to hurt me. Wasn’t it to your advantage? And am I not hurt now? You are nothing but a silly ingrate who couldn’t even do the least thing as repay my kindness” “And how else was I supposed your kindness? I retorted. By sleeping with you? eeh Cynthia? “Would you consider sex a perfect way of showing appreciation for your kindness?” I walked close to her with an evil countenance and held her violently by the arm and asked angrily; “IS THAT WHAT YOU WANT, HUH?” I asked as I shook her back and forth a little bit violently. “Let me go, you brute” she plead. “You’re hurting me.” I pushed her down to the sofa with much anger in my heart.“You want to get laid don’t you?” I asked with that same evil countenance as I unbuttoned my shirt like a child molester who was about to prey on his victim. “Get away from me” Cynthia yelled and made to get up from the sofa, but I held her back and pushed her down more violently than ever. It was clear to her that the beast in me had awakened by reason of her harsh words. She reached for her phone and dialed 911, but I collected the phone from her and smashed to pieces on the floor. How could she have called me such names? Now I was going to show her a display of those characters she called me. When Cynthia saw me smash her phone, it was obvious to her that I was out of control and was capable of anything without a second thought. Nevertheless she still tried to pull some silly lame stunts that couldn’t take her anywhere. “Get away from me. I’m going to sue you if you dare touch me.” She said with much apparent fright. “So now you want me to get away from you?” I asked sarcastically. “Isn’t this what you always wanted? I’m leaving your house tomorrow anyway. And I can’t leave without appreciating you for all the good you’ve done to me. Woes betide me if I do that. And since sex is your idea of a worthy appreciation, you’re gonna get it hard from me here and now.” “Jesusboy please don’t do this. I don’t want it.” She cried out. “Stop it” “Did you just call me Jesusboy? I thought you said I was the devil? And now you don’t want it anymore? It wouldn’t be fair of me to leave your house tomorrow without appreciating you. So let’s get down to business at once!” “No oooooo” Cynthia screamed. “Please stop this foolishness.” I ignored her pleas, raised her up from that sofa and pushed her hard against the wall. Cynthia had tempered with my person by calling me “NEEDY,” amongst the many other unwholesome names she called me, one of which depicted something like me NOT BEING MAN ENOUGH due to not sleeping with her. What I was doing was no way of showing her how man enough I was, but I was angry. And you know that thing they say about anger; IT MAKES YOU SEE WHITE AS BLACK. She tried to struggle with me but surrendered when she got weak and couldn’t do much to save herself anymore. She looked in my eyes and saw blood coldness and evil determination. She may have wanted love making from me, but definitely not from the me I had transformed to. She began shedding tears immediately and her mouth gave way to tender pleas; “What you’re about doing will rob you of the honor and reputation you’ve built for yourself over the years. Anyone who hears it will despise you and you’ll definitely end up in jail for forcing yourself to get something I had given to you freely for countless times and you rejected. Think of that before you proceed. No matter how much my words hurt you; they can’t be compared to the hurt I felt when I discovered that the guy I had given my heart to was truly in love with another girl. I nearly lost my life in the process. Have you forgotten that already? No woman in my position will smile at you after being through such ordeal as I have in the past weeks. No matter how angry you are at me right now, you should also consider my pain. I loved you with all my heart and was ready to give the world for you. Calling you names and throwing angry words at you are the least I can do right to express the immeasurable pain I feel inside of me. But if you want to manhandle me and rape me afterwards, go ahead. Just remember that it would only add to the evil you have done to me for the past years. I pray I die in the process. That way I get to skip the misery and depression I would live with if remain alive. The many striking statements Cynthia made killed my will to proceed; I set her free and walked away from her to my room to cool off. She went to her room also and changed from the rented nightie into something else. I flashed back on my life and saw that though I hadn’t really done a lot to jeopardize my future, I had done a little to change a great part of it. I started crying as I thought about the supposed mistakes I had made all the while and the consequences that were to follow. I lost Ogechi my love, and stood no chance with Cynthia. These two ladies were the best I had ever seen in the world. Losing them both wasn’t going to do much good to my marital affair. Who was going to win my heart like Ogechi? And who was going to love and care like Cynthia? I had lost two precious stones and may have to make do with fine wood all my life. Well, that’s the best I thought I could find besides them. But then, I crossed Cynthia out completely, for she had humiliated me by asking me to leave her house. The only one I was truly losing remained Ogechi, the only one I ever truly loved. The denouncement didn’t permit us to be together again, so I guessed I just had to finish up with my program and proceed to start a new life somewhere in Hollywood. Thanks to Cynthia, I was now financially stable and well connected. It was just a matter of coming in contact with time and chance to hit stardom and live the life I had always dreamed of living, and also have everything I ever desire except the one thing I had always had; LOVE To be continued.[/b] 3 Likes 1 Share |
| Literature / Re: Ogechi & I by jezuzboi(m): 11:15am On Apr 16, 2015 |
Blizzyblinkzy:I'm happy u came out of ghost mode. And thanks for ur vote. Next episode drops right away. |
| Literature / Re: Ogechi & I by jezuzboi(m): 3:37am On Apr 16, 2015 |
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| Literature / Re: Ogechi & I by jezuzboi(m): 12:09am On Apr 16, 2015 |
ifeoluwadayofun:AMEN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Thank you too for the prayer. I value it big time! And thanks for the goodly words. It so gladdens my heart to know that this story has blessed you. I feel fulfilled again right now. You're so welcome. |
| Literature / Re: Love, Lust And Lost. Part 1 And 2. by jezuzboi(m): 12:02am On Apr 16, 2015 |
I HAVE MISSED A LOT ALREADY. I'LL SURELY CATCH UP FROM WHERE I STOPPED. I STOPPED BY TO SAY; IT HAS REALLY BEEN FUNNY. REALLY COOL STORY. MAKE I GO READ COME MEET EVERYBODY 1 Like 1 Share |
| Literature / Re: Ogechi & I by jezuzboi(m): 11:49pm On Apr 15, 2015 |
cyclone9ja:I so much appreciate your choice words. I mean, so much., and I'm happy I was able to captivate and thrill u with this piece. Thank u sooooo much 4 dropping by. |
| Literature / Re: Ogechi & I by jezuzboi(m): 11:29pm On Apr 15, 2015 |
ottty:Dis kyn of somtin is 2 high to get ova @ low 2 get unda. But as u tok, me we see sha cherie02:House Boy  u no lyk me oadeh39:I'm still dey wonda o. Hmm. kwencypresh:I pray oo. tomayira:Thank u plenty prettydiva89:Yes Ma! raymonwhizie:Oooh Sowiieeeee........, They that sow in tears shall reap in joy. I strongly believe that. Thanks 4 registering and commenting. I really appreciate. adeh39:Biko nu nu, I will update early 2moro. Na activities mek me miss today's update. Psalmwise:  macpetrus:I subscribe! toykathy:Ee 4 bin dey easy to cling 2 am if say she no throw way me comot 4 her domot. fortuneobi:I'm so sorry. Hustle came knocking at my door early in the morning and left me no time to do the needful. I'll make 2moro's update a long one. Naturehibrid:You'll surely get moreeeeeeeeeee |
| Literature / Re: Tormented by jezuzboi(m): 9:44pm On Apr 14, 2015 |
It makes sense. |
| Literature / Re: Ogechi & I by jezuzboi(m): 9:50am On Apr 14, 2015 |
[b]EPISODE 38 Was this really going to be it? I asked myself. After meeting Ogechi over five years back under an unusual circumstance, getting acquainted with her, eventually falling in love with her and desiring to spend a lifetime with her only to be separated by Cynthia? This wasn’t really happening. Heaven knows I can’t live without Ogechi, neither can she live without me. Since we hadn’t died from the fast, perhaps this was another way to ensure that we died anyways. Sweet loving Ogechi would never have the blood of another in her hands, not even for my love. She wasn’t going to let me talk her into letting Cynthia die so that we could remain together. Not that I was capable of doing such anyway, but I didn’t find it easy to let Ogechi go just like that. After a little argument between us, we concluded that Cynthia’s life was as precious as ours and couldn’t be wasted. Ogechi proceeded to denounce her relationship with me just to bring Cynthia back to life. Indeed, that action was going to bring her back to life but wasn’t going win her a place in my heart. As a matter of fact, not even a single feeling for Cynthia was going to be nurtured by heart anymore. My mother would attest to the fact that I never shed such tears all through my days as a lad, even when I was drastically punished for my deliberate childish foolishness. But I did so for the loss of Ogechi’s love. I cried a river. In fact, I cried a lagoon. As Ogechi walked towards Cynthia, I felt pain all over my body as though someone was inflicting them on me. Ogechi had cried until her face turned into something I wouldn’t recognize if I hadn’t known she was the one there. Despite the hurt we would go through after she denounces our love, we still went on with to do so. Ogechi held onto Cynthia’s hands, but found it very difficult to say the words that would put a permanent end to our union. She turned to look at me, and I gave her a look that depicted “If you decide to change your mind, I will be solidly behind you. Nevertheless, I’m not asking you to. But I really wish you would, though I can’t have her blood on my hands as well.” Ogechi opened her mouth and spoke the words before it was too late. If she had hesitated further, Cynthia would have rested in peace. Just as the bright light said, Cynthia was up in less than 300 seconds after Ogechi spoke the following words; TODAY, I RENOUNCE MY LOVE FOR JESUSBOY FOREVER. HE’S ALL YOURS CYNTHIA. Cynthia’s eyes were all dull and she seemed very weak. Ogechi was the last image she beheld before she passed out, and was also the first she beheld on her return from coma. On seeing her, she got upset and began acting weird on the bed. All efforts to calm her down proved futile and at a point it seemed as though she wanted to pass out again. I asked Ogechi to go and get the doctors while I watch her until their arrival. When Ogechi left the room, Cynthia’s pulse, which was on the high reduced rapidly to normal. She looked at me in a way that made me feel so bad about myself for making her go through that. I couldn’t stand it anymore, and I wished the doctors would just arrive and take over so that I could at least get away from her for a little bit. The doctors arrived just in time to attend to her. But as soon as she saw Ogechi again, she started breathing heavily as though she was engaged in some sort of marathon race. Obviously, she had woken up from coma to become alleged to Ogechi. If only she knew the sacrifice she made just to get her out of that coma. She was going to know anyway, because I wasn’t going to hesitate telling her about it as soon as she was back on her feet. The doctors took her to a separate room to do whatever they did to her to ensure full recovery. I and Ogechi remained in the hospital with Cynthia, although Ogechi never went into her room to see her again. But she decided she wasn’t going back to Oklahoma until Cynthia was confirmed okay by the doctors. Then she would leave, never to return to me again. Sometime later, Cynthia recovered fully and was ready to leave. I went in to see her the night preceding her discharge day and met her laughing to the Tom and Jerry pranks. She was back indeed. She saw me come in, but took her eyes off me and continued watching TV. She didn’t want to talk to me, at least not then. I went ahead to seat on a chair beside her bed, looking straight to her face as she seriously concentrated on the TV. Apparently, Tom and Jerry did her more good than my presence in that room, so I stood up and made to leave her for the time being. But when I got to the door she called me back. “I thought you came to see me?” she asked. “Yeah, but it seems like you’re ready to see me yet. So I’ll just leave and come back later. By the way, the doctor says you’ll be discharged tomorrow.” “I know that already. So do I take it that you came here to tell me that?” she asked sarcastically. “Not exactly” I replied. “Then proceed to the reason you came.” “I just came to check on you Cynthia.” Oh’ really? How very nice of you. You’re such a darling” she said sarcastically. “I’m glad you’re back.” “Yeah, I am too. I couldn’t afford to remain in coma for longer than necessary. I only needed time dissolve the pains your betrayal caused me.” She said with a harsh tone. “I’m really sorry for everything Cynthia.” “Save it!” she retorted, motioning me with her hand to shut up. “You didn’t come here to piss me off, did you?” “Not at all. I think I better leave now.” “You better do” she replied angrily. I got out of the room feeling like a little boy who had just been scolded by his mother. I advised Ogechi to go before Cynthia sees her in order to prevent a scene when they met each other. Ogechi refused. She wanted to see Cynthia for the last time and have a word with her before leaving. I guess that would have given her some peace from the waves that had blown in the past days. I couldn’t do anything to prevent what I knew was coming, so I prepared my heart to contain it when it came. As I and Ogechi sat there waiting for the morning to come, we were like total strangers to each other. We couldn’t even talk about anything else than Cynthia. The effect of the renouncement came into play quickly, and we suddenly felt like there had been nothing going between us. That happened because of the situation we found ourselves then, coupled with the fact that we knew we weren’t going to be together again. So we just began acting like normal acquaintances. It wasn’t quite long before the whole emotions came back, and the feeling of “I CAN’T LET YOU GO” came romancing our souls again. Of course only one thing would follow afterwards; TEARS. All we could do was say goodbye repeatedly in a number of ways and in the most romantic ones ever. That was the most we could do. All our struggles, all our love, care and all we shared came to an end that faithful night. That made me remember the statement that was made by the light she saw; THAT WHAT IS GOOD FOR THE GOOSE IS GOOD FOR THE GANDER DOESN’T MEAN THAT THE GOOSE AND THE GANDER SHARE THE SAME DESTINY” Perhaps the light was right after all. The next morning Cynthia came out all prepared to leave only to see us sitting together. Ogechi arose from her seat immediately she saw Cynthia and paid her homage. “Will you please save all these acts? I know you have ulterior motives of being here, perhaps to try and destroy me again. But you’ll surely fail, just like you did the first time.” Cynthia said to Ogechi. “Cynthia, I ask only one thing of you. Please permit me to have a word with you, and I promise you’ll never see me again in your lifetime. I mean never. But please grant me audience. I’ve got some explanation to do.” Cynthia made a display of madness, making clear her unwillingness to converse with Ogechi for even one second. She had developed so much hatred for her and couldn’t stand her sight. She rained abuses on Ogechi but Ogechi didn’t retaliate in any way. I took her away from Cynthia’s presence and urged her to leave before things got worse. She obliged, and I escorted her to a cab that drove her to the airport where she flew back to Oklahoma. Even though Ogechi had left and we couldn’t be with together again, I planned on visiting her later on to separate in a more worthy way. I didn’t have an exact picture of the supposed “MORE WORTHY WAY” but I sure wanted to see her again for once before departing forever. I returned to Cynthia who was already waiting for me by the car along with the doctors who were still trying to calm her down, as she was still ranting words at Ogechi who had long left. I was mistaken to have thought her hatred was limited to Ogechi. But when I came back and said to the doctors; “Thank you very much docs, I’ll take it from here.” Cynthia unleashed hell on me. “You’ll take it from where?” she asked with raised eyebrows. “And to where?” she asked again. “Cynthia, I surely deserve whatever you give to me. Abuse me, call me names, spit on my face and do whatever to me, I’ll take it. But please don’t do it out here. Let’s at least go home first. We’ll take time to talk about it there. Just don’t stress yourself out anymore. You know you just got discharged. The last thing you need right now is stress. Let’s go home.” “Oh’ how sweet of you” she said sarcastically. However, we got home after much words and augments. She nagged at me until we got home. Her maids were so excited on her return that they organized a little party to welcome her back. It was just the four of us present in that party. After everything, Cynthia left to her room without saying a word to me. I went up to meet her and talk to her about everything, and also ask for her forgiveness in the areas I had wronged her. I got to her room and met her lying on her bed and flipping through the pages of a fashion magazine. She behaved as though she had not noticed my presence in that room. I knew she was still mad at me, and I was there change that and return things between us to normal before telling he all she had to be told concerning “I & Ogechi.” I called on her twice and got no response from her. But when I called on her the third time, with her eyes still fixed on that magazine she opened her mouth and said to me; GO GET YOU THINGS READY. YOU’RE LEAVING MY HOUSE TOMORROW. To be continued.[/b] 4 Likes 1 Share |
| Literature / Re: Ogechi & I by jezuzboi(m): 9:38am On Apr 14, 2015 |
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| Literature / Re: Glitches by jezuzboi(m): 12:13am On Apr 14, 2015 |
Contiue Sir! |
| Literature / Re: Marital Vice by jezuzboi(m): 11:59pm On Apr 13, 2015 |
Deola should have invited more of her family members so that they measure up 4 d war. Now she's outnumbered 8 to 2. As 4 Oga Tolu, I just dey watch am. |
| Literature / Re: Tormented by jezuzboi(m): 11:42pm On Apr 13, 2015 |
safarigirl:Good to know. Cuz I was already getting frightened for the guyz that would fall prey to her rage. Ride on. I'm well seated for the journey |
| Literature / Re: Ogechi & I by jezuzboi(m): 11:07pm On Apr 13, 2015 |
Psalmwise:Lol. |
| Literature / Re: Ogechi & I by jezuzboi(m): 11:07pm On Apr 13, 2015 |
prettydiva89:Sorry dear. Just got back home now since afternoon. |
| Literature / Re: Ogechi & I by jezuzboi(m): 10:33pm On Apr 13, 2015 |
gorgybee:Thanks mehn, fortuneobi:Thanks  |
| Literature / Re: Ogechi & I by jezuzboi(m): 10:32pm On Apr 13, 2015 |
Psalmwise:Lol. But I no really understand u oo. |
| Literature / Re: Ogechi & I by jezuzboi(m): 10:31pm On Apr 13, 2015 |
AlienStar:But a choice must be made. Someone must go down. So who goes down? Na wetin I dey see. lol |
| Literature / Re: Ogechi & I by jezuzboi(m): 10:49am On Apr 13, 2015 |
prettydiva89:I updated last on Saturday nah, and u know that thing with Sundays. It's same as it has always been. Nevertheless, if I squeeze myself out of the few I have to do today, I'll try to do so. |
| Literature / Re: Ogechi & I by jezuzboi(m): 10:44am On Apr 13, 2015 |
sammyendowed: prettydiva89: LTSHANGY:Sorry oo. I don update now. |
| Literature / Re: Ogechi & I by jezuzboi(m): 10:29am On Apr 13, 2015 |
[b]EPISODE 37 It definitely wasn’t heaven. If it were, there would be bright lights shining everywhere, and there would also be angels attending to me. The sounds of songs of praise and worship to the God of heaven would be heard tenderly. Joy unspeakable would fill my heart and the voice of Jesus the Messiah would welcome me to eternal living. I would also get to see saints and prophets who had passed on, and the glory of the Lord would engulf my whole being. All those weren’t happening at the place I happened to find myself after supposedly passing on to the afterlife, so I kind of began to wonder where I was. Some would say I was in hell, since there are only two places men go when they die; either heaven or hell. In a situation where a man dies and doesn’t find himself in heaven, it is logically and spiritually believed that he has succeeded in making hell, where they’ll be much weeping and gnashing of teeth for all eternity. From what I heard about hell, it was supposed to be blazing hot with demons in it to torment the unfortunate ones who didn’t heed the warning of the Messiah and his prophets to amend their ways and prepare for the second coming of Christ. But carefully analyzing the place I found myself, none of those things which are recorded in the bible to occur in heaven or hell played out there. It was simply a large space covered with thick darkness. Once again I asked myself; “WHERE THE HELL AM I?” My feet started moving my whole body while my eyes looked carefully to observe any source of light it could find. I wouldn’t want to take you through my experience in that vicinity, but the long and short of the matter is that it was the most uninteresting suspense filled adventure I had ever taken in my life. What ended that adventure was the sound of a set of cutleries which dropped on the floor somewhere close and awoke me from the most unseemly slumber I had ever had. I wasn’t dead after all, I was only sleeping, same as Ogechi. Ogechi had woken up and made arrangements for food while I was still feeling like a dead saint. The cutleries fell on the floor mistakenly when she tried to wake me up to join her have the meal, as her hands were shaking out of excessive hunger. On awakening, I saw Ogechi devouring the food like a starving cannibal while extending a spoon across to me with her other hand so that I could join her to eat. I was baffled by the way she ate that food. It didn’t speak well of an American based superstar millionaire singer. If a girl I had proposed to eats like that, I would cancel the wedding. When I saw her eating, I remembered we had vowed not to eat until Cynthia awoke, but there she was, eating like a hungry village girl. What was she supposed to do? It had been seven good days without food and water. I quickly got the spoon she extended to me and joined her to eat in a manner that baffled her more than her way of eating baffled me. Then it was clear to me that our attitude on the meal was inspired by the seven days unplanned fast we had embarked on. Hmmm, na so person for don use play-play die that day oo. We finished eating the meal and relaxed resting on each other, still sitting on the floor of the room where Cynthia was laid to either recover from coma or die. Our relaxation graduated into another brief slumber which endured for about an hour and thirty minutes. We finally woke up feeling all refreshed and revitalized. We were happy to have returned from the city of the dead without dying. We also got to know that those who commit suicide do so out of complete ignorance. There is nothing pleasant about death, except the Lord calls you to glory in His own time. All that had happened, yet there was a major problem on ground. (SO I THOUGHT) “Ogechi, even though you grab a knife and thrust it into my heart, and I manage to survive, I will not hold it against you. As a matter of fact, I’ll only love you more and give you the opportunity to do so again if you will. But the only thing I would demand to know is why.” I said to Ogechi “Even if I become the devil, roaming to and fro, seeking whom to destroy, you wouldn’t appeal to me like someone who is due for destruction despite the havocs you might have committed in your life time. As a matter of fact, your touch would redeem me and turn me into the angel you desire. So imagine not such about me, for you are my prince, in whom I am well delighted. But permit me to ask why you made such statement?” Ogechi asked. “I hope you know that doom will soon come upon us, for we have done contrary to the vow we made not to eat until Cynthia recovered. Now we’ve eaten, and can only hope for the best while expecting the worst. We shall welcome misery into our lives, and depression shall be our next door neighbor, all because we made a vow, and broke it.” “None of those shall happen my prince. On the contrary, we shall forever remain grateful that we made this vow and kept to it faithfully, and also recorded the result the vow yielded.” “Suddenly your words have become puzzling my dear. You speak in parables so hard to understand. Do you mind helping my understanding by breaking down your utterances with the most common of words? I will be so pleased if you do that for me.” I said. “Gladly my prince” Ogechi replied. After we prayed and delighted ourselves with goodly words, expecting to embark on the journey of no return, I had a remarkable experience. Firstly, I found myself in a very dark place that seemed very large with no inhabitants. I called out randomly to see if any living creature could pick the sound of my voice and trace me. Unfortunately, nothing like that happened. There was an eerie silence, and the darkness there was darker than darkness. I called on you but got no response, then it dawned on me that the thick dark seemingly large and spacious place I found myself was to be my new world for a period of time unknown to me. I managed to seat on the floor, after which I started singing one of the songs I did with Ck titled; VOICE IN MY GENERATION. “I had been singing for a while before I finally saw a very bright little light from afar heading towards me very slowly. The closer it got to me, the larger it became. I sort of believed it was the song I sang that attracted the light to me. Perhaps it hadn’t heard the sound of music in a long while and couldn’t resist one when it heard it. I was immensely flabbergasted when the light got to some distance away from me, stopped and spoke with the voice of a man. Getting that close to me, I could decipher its image and height, but couldn’t tell if it was a man or not, as I couldn’t see its face, though it had the image of a man. We got engaged in a little dialog which produced the joy that births our sorrow. These are the words the bright light spoke to me when it had gotten as close as it wanted to get to me.” “Young lady; THAT WHAT IS GOOD FOR THE GOOSE IS GOOD FOR THE GANDER DOESN’T MEAN THAT THE GOOSE AND THE GANDER SHARE THE SAME DESTINY” The prayers you and your friend have made are heard, and I have come to you with the answers you seek. The lady you both intercede for is a virtuous woman who desires nothing but a perfect life of love. Indeed, she is willing to pay whatever price there is to pay, and make whatever sacrifices in order to get love, just as you are. It is quite unfortunate that you both have sacrificed equally for the love of one man; the one who goes by the name, Jesusboy. Since you both have sacrificed equally for his love, none of you is more deserving of him than the other except the one he chooses for himself among you both. Without a second thought, he would choose you over and again in any circumstance because he has also sacrificed a lot for your love, unlike he has for Cynthia who lies on that hospital bed in critical condition; a condition he put her in. For that reason, his privilege of choosing who to be with between you and Cynthia has been withdrawn from him. He can only end up with who you chose for him between you and Cynthia. But note; if you chose to be with him, Cynthia will not wake up from that coma, and you’ll have her death on your conscience all your life. But if you let him go, Cynthia will awake from that coma and continue with her wonderful life with him as her lover. Everything shall go well with everyone as it was before anything bad ever happened. The only supposed sad thing will be that you and Jesusboy will not end up together as you both had dreamed to. The choice is in your hands Ogechi. Hold on to Jesusboy, and Cynthia dies. Or let Jesusboy go, and Cynthia lives.” After the light said all that to me, it retreated to where it came from in the same manner with which it came to me. When it had retreated to a certain point, it said to me for the last time; “If you decide to let Jesusboy go, just hold Cynthia by the hand and denounce your relationship with Jesusboy, telling her she can have him, and Cynthia will come out of that coma before the end of 300 seconds.” I ran towards it as it retreated, trying to tell it to reconsider its options, as it was difficult for me to choose from the options it gave me, but it paid no further attention to me until it completely vanished. That was when I struck my foot against an unseen stone and made way to fall but woke up from my sleep before that happened. Hunger welcomed me back and I had to run and get food as there was no need to continue with the fast since the answer we sought had been given to us. Now my love, here we are; me, you and Cynthia. Inasmuch as I love you very dearly and may die without you, I wouldn’t want to let Cynthia pass away when there is something I can do to help her. I was shocked on hearing that. I mean, I and Ogechi had to separate for Cynthia to live? What sort of a condition was that? And how would I even know it’s true? Be that as it may, it remained the only way out of that situation. But I wasn’t going to let Ogechi leave my life forever just like that. Not after all we’ve been through. So I looked into her eyes which were already wet with tears as she sobbed, held her by the hand and said with tears in my eyes; “Though the heavens may fall, I will still love you. And if all hell breaks loose, my love for you will only intensify. I love you more than life itself, and won’t trade you for anything no matter what.” My words found its way to Ogechi’s heart and made her more emotional than she was. She held onto my hands tightly with tears flowing expressly from her eyes and she sobbed in a more audible tone. Then she asked me; “WHAT ABOUT CYNTHIA?” To be continued.[/b] 2 Likes 2 Shares |
| Literature / Re: Cursed Blessing by jezuzboi(m): 4:42pm On Apr 12, 2015 |
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| Literature / Re: Ogechi & I by jezuzboi(m): 7:42pm On Apr 11, 2015 |
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| Literature / Re: Ogechi & I by jezuzboi(m): 7:37pm On Apr 11, 2015 |
edwinkube:Bros, u harsh oo!  I no plan do ur lovely Cynthia dis kain thing oo. Na just unforeseen circumstance. |
| Literature / Re: Tormented by jezuzboi(m): 4:56pm On Apr 11, 2015 |
One more thing; Fiction or Non-Fiction? |
| Literature / Re: Tormented by jezuzboi(m): 4:36pm On Apr 11, 2015 |
Alright, I'm seated |
| Literature / Re: Cursed Blessing by jezuzboi(m): 3:42pm On Apr 11, 2015 |
Chimdim, funmercy1, thank u so much 4 voting 4 me. But funmercy1, u can't vote for me in both categories. Another writer is to be voted in that category who isn't among the nominees for the Best New Comer for the month and hasn't won best writer before. Votes are invalid except voted in this manner below. I value your votes and don't want to loose them. Please do me a favor by modifying ur post to be in this manner; Best New Comer; Jezuzboi Best Writer; Any other writer from the literature who has not won before and has one or more completed story BELOW ARE THE WRITERS WHO HAVE WON BEFORE AND CAN NOT BE VOTED FOR AGAIN Prince.sa......................err 2014 Sammy.hoe......................May 2014 Temitope.Daniel................June 2014 Audrey.Timms..................August 2014 D9t.y7 ............................September 2014 Roy.ver...........................October 2014 Dive.pen..........................November 2014 Therock.555.....................December 2014 Tiffany.J..........................January 2015 Fantasy.Island..................February 2015 Can.dy............................March 2015 [size=14pt]Best new comers’ category 2015[/size] Kin.wayne....................January 2015 Chinwe.blinkz...................February 2015 DOMA.WOLEYE..................March 2015 Click on the link below to cast your vote for me. https://www.nairaland.com/1804027/free-n5000-writer-here-every THANK U SO MUCH 4 UR SUPPORT |
| Literature / Re: Ogechi & I by jezuzboi(m): 3:25pm On Apr 11, 2015 |
harjibolar10:Quite emotional. So J deserve the punishment abi?. Lol. Thanks man, emjayji:Anything is possible in this life o. Thanks mehn, adeh39:Eeyaaa, sowieeeeee. & now my towel is also soaked too prettydiva89:But I just can't watch u sobbing like this nah, sowiee o. Psalmwise:Love o, love o. Only love does this...... Naturehibrid:My broe, LOVE is a beautiful thing oo. No matter how much u've been hurt, u still need love in order to be complete. God will surely help u find your one and only OGECHI Cybershow:Thank u my able Cybershow. At times, situations we find ourselves in life makes us cry. 1 Like |
| Literature / Re: Ogechi & I by jezuzboi(m): 3:27am On Apr 11, 2015 |
[b]EPISODE 36 My heart skipped. My knees shook. I felt goose pimples on me, and I had the feeling Judas had after he betrayed Jesus. I was destabilized, and almost fainted too. So what the maid said was true after all” I thought. Then I broke down in tears like a baby in the hospital. I cried out loud that the people’s attention was on me. I rolled on the floor and tore my shirt. Words of lament freely flowed from my mouth. Feelings or misery and regret almost crushed me. SHE DIDN’T DESERVE TO DIE! No, she didn’t. I wept till it became a thing of concern to the doctors and nurses, and they gathered to hold me up and put me to order. “Don’t lose hope young man. She still has a chance” the doctor said. “Doc, this is not two thousand years ago, and she definitely isn’t the Messiah. So stop insinuating the impossible, except you have one of the Apostles of Christ here to lay hands on her and bring her back to life. Besides that, let’s talk Cemetery.” I retorted and continued with my tears and laments. But then, the doctor said; “Cemetery? Why would I talk about cemetery? She’s not dead!” “She’s not what?” I asked. “She’s not dead” “Then what’s all these act of yours about?” “She’s in a coma” That truth brought quite some relief to me and the maids who I had freaked out by my over exaggerated emotional display. I thought the doctor was going to tell me Cynthia was dead because of the action that preceded the news. I had noticed that doctors act that way in Nigerian home videos when about to break the news of someone’s death, so I concluded that was the case here. It was a good thing Cynthia was still alive, or should I say 50% alive. Oh’, look what I caused a girl who showed me nothing but kindness. What if she doesn’t make it back alive? What excuse would I vindicate myself with? How would I live with my conscience? There was no way I would keep living if Cynthia didn’t come out of that coma alive. I called Ogechi and told her the situation of things with Cynthia. She was so shocked on hearing it that her phone fell off her hand. She managed to pick it up after about three minutes to inform me that she was coming to Regina to join me. I was so glad because I really needed someone with me at that moment. I didn’t consider Cynthia’s maids worthy characters to play such a role, because their reason for not wanting to lose Cynthia was fear of returning to a village in Imo state where they were brought from to serve as maids in America. By evening the next day, Ogechi arrived with no one else but herself alone. I have heard of people who had been in coma for three years and some others who never returned, but I was not leaving that hospital until Cynthia either returned or passed away. I sent the maids home while I and Ogechi remained at the hospital with Cynthia. Three days passed and Cynthia was still not awake. Ogechi hadn’t told anyone where she was going when she left Oklahoma. It was as though she was embarking on a journey she wasn’t sure to return. We refused to leave Cynthia alone in the room she was confined to as the doctors advised. We remained there with her, and after those three days, Ogechi suggested we pray and intercede for Cynthia’s life. We vowed not to eat anything food until Cynthia awakes from that coma. I agreed. I had always agreed with Ogechi anytime she suggested anything about prayer, and she always suggested it. She hadn’t changed after all. It had been two years now, and she was still doing the things she did on the very night I met her. Once an angel, always an angel. We had our last meal that day and began fasting and praying the next day. The first day passed, same as the second, third, fourth and fifth day, yet, there was no sign of Cynthia returning to us. I and Ogechi were weak already and very hungry, but we had vowed not to eat until Cynthia awoke. We had hoped that our prayers will be answered before we became too weak to even speak words anymore, but after five days it began to dawn on us that we could as well be on our way to a destination far worse than where Cynthia was at the moment. It was a vow, and dared not be broken for any reason in the world. After all, we were not coaxed to enter into it. We did it willingly with knowledge of the possible outcome; be it positive or negative. In the morning on the seventh day, we were completely weak and felt like our spirit would leave our bodies anytime soon. I and Ogechi drew near to each other and held onto each other in preparation to die in the arms of each other if it came to that. The guilt was too much on us that we couldn’t go about our own businesses normally with a clear conscience. If anyone was to blame for Cynthia’s condition, it would be me. But Ogechi had also taken the blame upon herself as part of the reason why Cynthia was where she was. We had prayed earnestly those past six days for Cynthia’s recovery but didn’t notice any development. Perhaps we had to pay with our lives for what we had done to Cynthia. We only hoped Cynthia wakes up to appreciate our sacrifice for her, and also know that there is a love that surpasses the love of a woman for a man, and vice versa. I and Ogechi engaged in what we supposed would be our last conversation in case we never had the chance to do so again in this world. Indeed, I had heard her story when she shared it at the VIP during her house party, and I had also told her my story when she found me in the same VIP on the same night. But there were deeper details of our lives which we hadn’t shared with each other yet. Those were what we talked about. And even though those details hurt like the scratch of a cat’s claws, we felt no pain, for that was no time to count flaws. Then we went further back to our days in Enugu which this story has skipped and chooses to remain silent about, and we prayed again; but this time for ourselves. After we prayed, we felt as pure as we were on the day of our birth and were convinced of a better future away from the earth. I hadn’t fulfilled my dreams of being a star singer, writer and actor. But that didn’t mean a thing to me anymore. Ogechi didn’t bother about the volume of wealth she was leaving behind. All we were concerned about was us, as we could not live without each other in this world; neither could we live together in this world at the expense of Cynthia’s life. But we didn’t mind giving our lives for Cynthia to wake up and also have the opportunity to love and be loved, as was the case of I and Ogechi. So we sat on the floor, leaned back on the wall and held onto each other firmly. “What do you think heaven will look like?” Ogechi asked. “The bible talks about the streets being made of gold, and about the glory of God being the only source of light. Every day and night, the saints and the angels won’t stop singing Hallelujah to the Lord. And they’ll be twelve angels at the twelve gates of the twelve tribes of Israel.” “Yeah, that’s true. We’ll also get to see and commune with famous bible characters like the great King David and his son, King Solomon. And also New Testament heroes like the Apostle Paul.” “Exactly. And not to forget the King of kings and the Lord of lords Himself. He shall welcome us to a life without end. It was such a great time living in this world. And the best of my experiences in this world remains the once I have you in it.” I turned to my Ogechi for the last time and said; I LOVE YOU, to which she replied; I LOVE YOU TOO. Then we both closed our eyes in anticipation for what was to come. Soon enough, I heard Ogechi release a deep breath, as her all her weight rested on me. That made me weaker than I was, and I gradually heard the sound of loud silence approaching until everything came to a standstill. I had expected to see angels come for me, or bright light shining on me. But all I could see was black darkness in a place that seemed as spacious as a wilderness. There was nothing to hold on to. I could only take an endless walk to nowhere. Then I asked myself; WHERE THE HELL AM I?” To be continued.[/b] 4 Likes 1 Share |
| Literature / Re: Ogechi & I by jezuzboi(m): 3:04am On Apr 11, 2015 |
| Literature / Re: Glitches by jezuzboi(m): 3:01am On Apr 11, 2015 |
It is not in my nature to mount pressure for more updates, but the story has gotten to a point where I might start doing so. The thrill is setting in, and I can't help but want to read the whole story at once. The journey is an interesting one, and I'm gonna be a part of the action. Lol The story sweet! |
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