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The best moments are the ones when, that affect people positively and inspire them to laugh and live. 
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Friday, 10 August 2018

The leaf Died


"ADE'S JOURNAL", 51

     The beauty of it all, tricked me into thinking it was real. That feeling of complete honesty that eludes me, those friends in hyena hides that hide behind my trust and thrust me into this bitter whirlpool I call regret. Ask me why I keep believing my so called friends care, I have no clue. But this lonely island I am anchored on, makes me long for companionship. Want a friendship that is symbiotic and healthy. Like this moth perched on a young pawpaw leaf, I am naive. It may look like a mutual relationship. But in reality, the plant is stuck and this parasitic wanderer has plans to fly as far and away as possible, once metamorphosis has occurred. And so, you ask why I don't shake my leaves and get rid of this beautiful moth? Or why something so beautiful should come to me and just destroy all my hard earned work and zeal to thrive and survive.
  No particular reason, just that feeling of need. The need to want to flourish and grow at the expense of me, the leaf. Every bite kills me but who cares, right? There are so many more healthy leaves, growing and thriving. I should not mind losing a leaf. Just a leaf you say, but what about others, those wicked life you birth beneath my leaves? The hatchlings deposited in the leaves, the new life that sucks life from me. The past biting and growing off the pain I endure, day in and day out.
Yes as expected, The Leaf Died. But my root is strong and I will spring forth new shoots and leaves and be fruitful. You just wait and see.....
   Dawn leaves swiftly as daybreak crawls up my spine, my knees still hurt from all the dancing and squatting during karaoke on my special birthday. Even Hassan and Hussein got to sing along with their not so humble godmother, me. Hours passed swiftly and joy soaked in deeply. I was where I wanted to be on my birthday. And the next day, was looking forward to hanging out with Daniel's mother. She was after all, in the diplomatic circle. So I expected another day of classy meals and quality conversations.

   It indeed was all that, until I met the old quaint man ready to write the check to make our reality show this week and be able to travel the next. He was quick to show me his business and achievements and was nothing like the modest crowd. I was a little bit sceptical and did not want to believe him. Until the ambassador throwing the party reassured me he does not bluff. I searched the room for Mrs. Ojora trying to contain my excitement and when I see her, all hell breaks loose.
  The absent gaze said volumes and even when I approached her, she completely snobbed me. I felt like that child fighting for attention the rest of the night and had no clue what I had done to deserve this.
Every reason I refused to go into a relationship with Mrs. Ojora's son surfaced as my heart aches. Why do I let this woman do this to me?

  When it seemed that her toxic behavior towards me became infectious and the crowd started cutting me out of conversations I was previously allowed into. I did the only thing I could, I excused myself to the bathroom and stayed in there.
This was a beautiful citrus bathroom, clean and fresh and I was tempted to fall asleep in here. But I did not, i was afraid she would leave without me.
   Honestly, I did not like this needy feeling of approval, I was experiencing. This must be how Nnoye feels all the time, I wanted to escape but had this need to find out what I did wrong.
   It had to be the man that promised me all the money I need for my business and two private jets to Fiji. Come to think of it, Mrs. Ojora did not speak with him once.
  A soft knock made me jolt out of my dreamy state and back to my miserable party. Maybe she is worried I have stayed too long in here.
'Ade, we are leaving'
  The tension in her voice was intense and I scuttle to pick up my purse. Just before leaving, I stare at my reflection and it's a sad one. I look like her, all glammed up with a hint of sadness even though I tried to smile. The reflection of the diamond studded earrings she gave me, made me even sadder. It was almost like the reason she was controlling me. I felt a sudden urge to return them, but I stop. Instead, I force a smile and flush the toilet I did not use. I wash my hands and moisturize them. And then I step out a little peeved and tell everyone goodnight.
    Obviously, this life was not mine. I thank Daniel's mother for reminding me that, we could not have the future I dreamed of.

 In the limousine, I was thinking of our short and eventful time together as kids with dreams. It started to look like a reality until his mother meddled and reminded me she had plans for her son. I was so embarrassed that I snapped at her and accused her of strangling him and that he would never be able to love completely unless she was on another continent. That's how I earned Chief Ojora's, Daniel's uncle's respect and from what he told me, hers. It was a big family gossip for a long time and I heard she banned me from their mansion. But I was such a free spirited child that her restrictive mansion was the last place I wanted to be. It made Daniel pine over me and his late father insist I attend all their functions. I was irritated by how they used people to spite each other and all my feelings for the fantasy life with my fantasy Prince Daniel died that minute. This memory had long been buried but tonight, it surfaced.

  I was back from memory lane, back to two thousand and eighteen. I do what I must. Just as I take off the earrings and place them in the box and hand them back to Mrs. Ojora, she placed both hands over my one hand.
'You can't know why I am how I am and you can't make Daniel hate me more than he does'
 I chuckled, the nerve of these billionaires. She actually blames me for her cold hearted ways, the look she gives me makes me stop and listen.
'That man was the only man I loved for a very long time and he was cruel'
'Who, Oj?', was she referring to the angel investor I just met.
'He strung me along and even paid for a wedding hall and the entire package. All the while, knowing his family didn't approve of US'
'Why?', I should not have asked. I don't want to forgive her for how she made me feel this evening.
'My mother owned a beer parlour and my brother didn't finish his American education and became an addict. In the seventies that combination was a serious taboo'
 It's a lie, I thought to myself and adjust.
'We were below his family's class but he claimed he loved me, so we were going ahead without their consent. Yet, he did not show up for the wedding and it shattered all my heart's desire. But long after promised he still would be mine, that his wife could not give him the boy they craved. So I stayed, it was His close friend that set me straight and even that was harder. Oj challenged me and Daniel's father, his former best friend. Claimed that Daniel was his, I could not walk on the streets and felt so ashamed. It was Chief that set me straight and asked why Oj was not hiding in shame for been unfaithful and I was. Of course he did this after traditionally and medically Daniel was proved to be an Ojora'
  I was shocked and happy at the same time, this juicy detail is scrumptious.
'Do you know why I'm telling you this?'
'No'
'Because I realize that no matter what, you will always be family to Daniel. And as family, you need to understand why we keep our enemies close, yet far away.
  It was strange to me but was the Ojora way.
'Oj and I may talk but he is the reason I've learned to think and be a step ahead, all the time. He wants this out there but I've had such an interesting, scandalous life that it won't do anything to me. But to try to play on someone my son holds dear, is taking it too far'
 She was upset and a little shaken, I've never seen her this vulnerable.
'You are sweet, but the world isn't. Don't be surprised by what people do, prepare for it. Nnoye will betray you much more than you can ever imagine, Ajoke will fiercely take sides with her family over you in a second and Celine will cut you off and not look back....'
'...My friends won't...'
'There is nothing wrong with been loyal, just know that not everyone will be all the time'
  And with those words, she clasped my hand around the gift she gave me and I stared at it. She opened it and starts to put it back on my ears and I help her put on the second ear, she did see herself in me.
It's not that she didn't like me, it's just that she strongly believes Darwin.
 This world is really about the survival of the fittest, we either run or fight. And she truly was teaching me how to stand and fight in this world I was slowly becoming a part of.

  Na die I dey.....







**"ADE'S JOURNAL", Season 3, Episode 51**
*"ADE'S JOURNAL", 51, COPYRIGHT 2018*

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