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Loss Of Dignity – A Story…. Part 2 by kuipid(m): 7:32pm On Dec 30, 2014 |
The next day was saturday, Emeka woke up with a saw in his heart, he was sick, love sick. His eyes were bugged and reddish like he had contracted the apollo virus. It seemed he had been crying all Night. He went into the bathroom to wash his face only then did he realised how sick he looked after seeing his reflection on a mirror hanged on the wall. He took out his toothbrush from a rubber-like container and pasted close-up on it. He washed his mouth and then headed straight to his parents room for the usual morning greetings, it was a tradition in their house. On getting there, he greeted his parents in igbo dialet and they responded. His mother noticed his unusual looks and immediately knew something was wrong. “chidi, are you okay?” she asked. “i’m fine ma.” he lied. “..but you don’t look fine” Mr. Chukwuemeka added. Before Emeka could reply his father, his mother cuts in. “come closer lemme examine you” she commanded. Emeka moved closer to her, when he got to her stance, he squatted, she used her hands to open one of his eyes and then used her wrist to touch the surface of his skin close to the neck region, her plan was to observe the degree of heat on his body. Emeka’s eyes were already getting back to normal but his body was a living hell. “chineke!” she exclaimed. N:B: Chineke means “GOD in igbo language” Mr Chukwuemeka was shooked as he quickly inquired what was wrong. Very unlikely from a police officer. “chidi is not feeling fine” i think he has fever, it’s not serious though, i’ll go to mama Nkiruka’s pharmacy to buy him fever pills, she added. Emeka stood up and started to walk away, his father cut him short by asking where he was going. “i’m off to do my morning chores” he said. “No! No! No! No! Don’t worry about that, i’ll take care of them” his mother said shouting. Both his parents loved Emeka so much, moreso his kid sister. It took them several years after they had conceived Chidi before they could born little Chiwe. Chiwe was 2years old and she had just started Nursery school. They loved both Chidi(Emeka) and Chiwe and they would trade them for nothing. Emeka obeyed his parents and walked back to his room, few minutes later his mother brought him a pack of rice filled with assorted meat which she bought from a roadside buka as she had not yet cook that early morning, also with her was the fever medicine she bought from Mama Nkiruka’s Chemist just opposite their house. She sat there with Emeka watching him as he ate, he could not finish the whole content of the food, his mother tried to persuade him to finish the last pieces of meat but her plea fell into deaf ears. She had no other option than to give him the medicine. Emeka dropped the tablet into his mouth and gulped a huge chunk of water to swallow it down. He made to sleep and few hours later he sighted Amaka from a close range. Emeka woke up from sleep looking strong and agile, Every symptom of illness had suddenly disappeared. He looked at the wallclock located at one extreme of his room and it reads 1:25pm. He breath a sigh of relief and walked majestically to see his mother. “oh! you’re awake” she asked an obvious question. “yes mama, and i feel much better now.” she confirmed it herself and saw him fit again. “your food is in the kitchen” she informed him. “alright mama, but i’ll be going to the field when i’m done eating. “no problem, just made sure you come home on time, remember you need to pack your things together because we’ll be leaving first thing tomorrow morning. “okay.” he agreed. Atleast he still had few hours to gallivant about the city of enugu. He sprinted out of the house with full force to see his next door neighbour Chinedu devouring a plate of Eba. N:B: Eba is a food made from garri. Chinedu was not only stubborn but also a glutton, he could eat anything practically eatable, his excuse for loving food so much was that “life is a jungle, you need to eat to keep up with the pace of struggle. “ffo! I hail ooO” Emeka praised him. N:B: FFO means “for food only” (it is used to refer to people who eats alot) “chiboy, how far naw?” he asked in pidgin english. “you dey mad? na me you dey call boy, abi you nor know say i reach to born you” emeka said jokingly. “i’diot, how your life naw, i bin think say you don die ooo” chinedu said trying to change the topic. “you no well! why you say so?” emeka inquired. “as i no gree see you since morning wetin you say make i think” he lamented. “Nna forget that thing jor, i bin dey sick this morning” emeka blurted. “really! wetin hapun?” he said suprised. Emeka began to narrate the whole issue at stake, he told Chinedu about his father’s immediate transfer and relocation. For the first time he wished his father wasen’t working for the government. Emeka had managed to build a world but it’s as though they were crumbling before his eyes. Chinedu literally wept even though tears didn’t fell from his eyes. The last time he cried was the day he was born. Emeka was the only friend he had because everyone seemed to distance away from him because of his disrespectful attitude. He was not a bad guy like most people claimed, his self-esteem was always his setback. People only needed an iota of understand to know his real personality. Emeka and Chinedu had been through the good, bad and ugly. They had had several misunderstandings but instead of bringing them apart, it only drew them closer. Emeka suggested they go to Catholic football field before they start weeping like new born babies. The field was at the outskirt of the city, people called it Catholic football field because of a Catholic church situated there. Chinedu had already lost appetite to continue eating, he went to his “ghana must go” bag and brought out his football wears and off they went, after treking for roughly fourteen minutes, they finally got to the field. The place was filled to the brim, both Chinede and Emeka seemed to be oblivious that a street football competition was holding there that afternoon. They knew they had to do something unless they were not going to play in the match because neither of them are from the two streets participating. Chinedu being the stubborn guy head the lead to the spot where people were gathered to choose players while Emeka walked behind him. He did his trick as usual and they were both featured in the match. Emeka and Chinedu were playing for the same side, the match had gone into the extra time of the second half, both teams were playing a 3-3 tie as Chinedu had helped his team scored two of the goals. It was remaining two minutes for the match to come to a halt, then the ball magically found its way to Chinedu’s foot, him being a very skillful player dribbled four players including the last defender, Emeka was some inches ahead of him, it remained one goal for Chinedu to score a hat- trick and his teams will become the winner of the one thousand naira bet which they didn’t contribute in, instead he passed the ball to Emeka, he wanted Emeka to score the last goal which he envisage as a souvenir to remember him, suddenly the unexpected happened. Emeka sighted Amaka from a close range, she had just come out from the catholic church close to the field where she went for choir practice. Emeka was so excited to see her as he kicked the ball anti-clockwise and ran towards her a fast as his legs could carry him. WATCH OUT FOR PART 3 |
Re: Loss Of Dignity – A Story…. Part 2 by LogoDWhiz(m): 7:33pm On Dec 30, 2014 |
A story by a nairalander copied and pasted on nairaland! Chistar01, come and see something o |
Re: Loss Of Dignity – A Story…. Part 2 by chistar01(m): 7:47pm On Dec 30, 2014 |
Cc clemzy16 & obinnau |
Re: Loss Of Dignity – A Story…. Part 2 by Clemzy16(m): 6:52am On Dec 31, 2014 |
chistar01:@chistar01 & LogoDwhiz - I see una #I'm observing closely. Apparently, this thread will be locked any moment from now. |
Re: Loss Of Dignity – A Story…. Part 2 by Clemzy16(m): 7:00am On Dec 31, 2014 |
Thanks to my able comrades for bringing this thread to my notice. I just discovered that the above Nairalander had pasted a fraction of this story before here on Nairaland. Here is the link: https://www.nairaland.com/2067732/loss-dignity-story-1 Mods, please do the needful. |
Re: Loss Of Dignity – A Story…. Part 2 by hfinest1(m): 7:39am On Dec 31, 2014 |
Clemzy16:oga u sef! where u dey since u just run comot for nl without notice..... u kno say u get fans for here abi? guy, na inspiration from u i use write my first story here and am on the second one....... abeg com land us one beta tori...... clemzy..... i hail thee i remain ur loyal fan hfinest1... |
Re: Loss Of Dignity – A Story…. Part 2 by Clemzy16(m): 7:57am On Dec 31, 2014 |
hfinest1:Baba I dey loyal too... I suppose don come back long ago but school no give me breathing space... I currently dey house now so I go try do something with this short time before I go back to school... #Anticipate |
Re: Loss Of Dignity – A Story…. Part 2 by Obinnau(m): 8:13am On Dec 31, 2014 |
chistar01: Clemzy16:Am not a bot use the mail mods feature next time. |
Re: Loss Of Dignity – A Story…. Part 2 by Clemzy16(m): 8:23am On Dec 31, 2014 |
Obinnau:Ok.. I'll do that right away. |
Re: Loss Of Dignity – A Story…. Part 2 by Rocktation(f): 8:28am On Dec 31, 2014 |
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