This is a true life story of someone I know so well. Be that as it may, I exaggerated a little; writers do that sometimes. Get a seat and enjoy urself as I take u through this journey. If u like the flow, talk-am make i hear, OK?

EPISODE 1

It was 3am in the morning and Ikenna was sitting on the edge of his bed sweating profusely. At a time when the whole country was asleep the tears that trickled down his cheeks blurred his vision in the dim-lit room where he was. He blew the content of his nostril into a white handkerchief beside him____ the hanky which was already soaked with tears. He tried to stand up but he could not withstand the stab of hurt which seemed to be tearing his heart out of his chest. “I’m finished!” he mumbled.
Ikenna looked a forlorn figure sitting on the bed. He never believed that anything could make him cry but there he was paralyzed by fear; eyes swollen as a result of having cried for hours. The once ebullient and lively young man who was in his late twenties had gone to bed after drinking heavily. He could not explain how he came home last night and, as for how he ended up on the comfort of the bed in his room, he knew his mother was the hand behind it. Ikenna came home the previous night drunk; the stench of alcohol mixed with the smell of cigarette oozed out of the t-shirt he was wearing. His mother found him lying down on the balcony. He kept talking gibberish. She cleaned him up and like the baby he was twenty something years ago, she, with the help of the houseboy carried her son to his room and laid him down on the bed.
One good thing about getting drunk is that it helps one (the drunkard) forget all his sorrows for as long as the drunkenness lasts. Although it can make one look stupid and talk gibberish like Ikenna did, the feeling is worth trying. Like one frustrated old man once said, “If I have a way I’ll stay drunk all my life.”
Reality was staring Ikenna in the face the moment he woke up that morning. His legs were shaking when he stood up and, in a staggering gait he walked to the corner of the room where a bottle of half empted 501 was lying on the floor. He lifted it with shaky hands and began to examine the label. In a moment of rage, he hurled the bottle against the wall. Within a split second, the bottle broke making a loud noise, and the pieces of the glass splintered everywhere. Almost immediately, his mother who was sleeping in the adjoining room ran into his room barefooted...
TO BE CONTINUED

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This is a true life story of someone I know so well. Be that as it may, I exaggerated a little; writers do that sometimes. Get a seat and enjoy urself as I take u through this journey. If u like the flow, talk-am make i hear, OK?

EPISODE 1

It was 3am in the morning and Ikenna was sitting on the edge of his bed sweating profusely. At a time when the whole country was asleep the tears that trickled down his cheeks blurred his vision in the dim-lit room where he was. He blew the content of his nostril into a white handkerchief beside him____ the hanky which was already soaked with tears. He tried to stand up but he could not withstand the stab of hurt which seemed to be tearing his heart out of his chest. “I’m finished!” he mumbled.
Ikenna looked a forlorn figure sitting on the bed. He never believed that anything could make him cry but there he was paralyzed by fear; eyes swollen as a result of having cried for hours. The once ebullient and lively young man who was in his late twenties had gone to bed after drinking heavily. He could not explain how he came home last night and, as for how he ended up on the comfort of the bed in his room, he knew his mother was the hand behind it. Ikenna came home the previous night drunk; the stench of alcohol mixed with the smell of cigarette oozed out of the t-shirt he was wearing. His mother found him lying down on the balcony. He kept talking gibberish. She cleaned him up and like the baby he was twenty something years ago, she, with the help of the houseboy carried her son to his room and laid him down on the bed.
One good thing about getting drunk is that it helps one (the drunkard) forget all his sorrows for as long as the drunkenness lasts. Although it can make one look stupid and talk gibberish like Ikenna did, the feeling is worth trying. Like one frustrated old man once said, “If I have a way I’ll stay drunk all my life.”
Reality was staring Ikenna in the face the moment he woke up that morning. His legs were shaking when he stood up and, in a staggering gait he walked to the corner of the room where a bottle of half empted 501 was lying on the floor. He lifted it with shaky hands and began to examine the label. In a moment of rage, he hurled the bottle against the wall. Within a split second, the bottle broke making a loud noise, and the pieces of the glass splintered everywhere. Almost immediately, his mother who was sleeping in the adjoining room ran into his room barefooted...
TO BE CONTINUED

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EPISODE 2
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Almost immediately, his mother who was sleeping in the adjoining room ran into his room barefooted. She stepped on a piece of the broken glass and blood started splattering out. She sat on the bed crying ‘Chim egbumuo!’ My God has killed me.
Ikenna rushed with a tissue paper as he struggled to stop the bleeding. “Bia, kedu ife bu nsogbo gi? What’s your problem?” She asked with a frowned face.
“Mama, please I’m sorry. Biko gbahara m.”
“That’s not the issue here. The last time I checked, you came home drunk and the smell of cigarette on your t-shirt was awful. Ikenna, when did you start drinking and smoking?”
“Mama, keep pressure on the wound so that the bleeding will stop,” he ignore her question.
“This is the third time you’re coming home drunk. Tell me, what’s the problem?”
“There’s no problem at all. I just hung out with some of my old friends.”
“So hanging out with friends means you should get drunk? Do you want to die before your time?”
“Mama, nobody is dying. Let me get methylated spirit and a cotton wool so that I can dress your wound.”
“It has stopped bleeding,” the woman held her son by the hand and tried to make him sit on the bed beside her. “Sit down, there’s something I want us to talk about”.
“Let me treat your wound first,” he offered.
“It’s just a minor cut,” she examined it closely. “I’m sure I’m ok now.”

Ikenna had barely sat down when his mother said, “My son, you have to tell me what the problem is so that you and I can figure out a way to solve it.”
“Mama, I already told you that everything is fine!” Ikenna blurted out.
The woman allowed some time to pass before she started again, “In case you’ve forgotten, I wasn’t born today. And, you should know that I know you so well to know when you’re lying to me. Look at your eyes, they’re swollen”.
“Nne, honestly you should leave me alone,” he looked away.
“Why would I leave you alone when last night was the third consecutive time you’re coming home drunk? Tell me, what is it? Is it Sylvia? Did she make you angry in any way?”
“Leave her out of this; she has nothing to do with my drinking.”
“Well, I think it’s high time I told you this. Sylvia was here this afternoon complaining bitterly. She said you wouldn’t pick her calls for three days now.”

To Be Continued...

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EPISODE 3

“Well, I think it’s high time I told you this. Sylvia was here this afternoon complaining bitterly. She said you wouldn’t pick her calls for three days now.”
Ikenna’s heart skipped when he heard that his fiancée came by the house. He wanted to hear more. “What did she tell you?” he asked
“She said you started acting strangely after you left the hospital with her three days ago. She said you even sent her a text message saying that you two were not compatible and that she should move on with her life.”
“She told you that!” Ikenna sounded surprised.
“Yes she did. Now tell me, why would you do such a thing to that nice girl? Someone that loves you so much as to use the influence of her father to get you a job. Ikenna, that girl is heartbroken and she deserves better than this your stupidity. Come to think of it, you would’ve amounted to nothing without her help.”
“Mama, that’s a lie! Oh, you think it’s easy to come out of the university with a 2:1? I was employed on merit,” he bragged
“You were employed on merit my foot! Where was merit when you roamed the streets without a job for two calendar years? Where was merit when you could not afford a one room self contained apartment? Now we live in a flat and you even have a car of your own. Thanks to the job you secured through the influence of that girl’s father.”
“Point of correction, Mama, Sylvia didn’t get me this job so that I’ll marry her. There are other better, healthier and more promising young men out there. And, for your information, when she introduced me to her father six months ago, before I was given appointment letter, she told him I was just a friend.”
“You’re an idiot!” his mother said angrily. “You think you’re doing Sylvia a favour by being in a relationship with her? On the contrary, she did you a favour by accepting that useless ring you put in her finger a month ago.”
“Mama, that’s enough!” a drop of tears impulsively fell from Ikenna’s eyes...

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