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Sunday, 24 February 2019

Answer Now


"ADE'S JOURNAL", 2

  Hopeful as usual, the elections have come and gone and there is no power to follow the outcome and result. I wonder what I would have done if I didn't have my smartphone and power bank with at least ten hours stored energy to follow the news. Easy answer, a transistor radio with enough rechargeable batteries to last an entire day. Ask me why I bother? I know I have to personally empower myself to generate more income, so that I can earn enough to pay for fuel to power my generators when the power inevitably disappears. It's a grim reality I face as a Nigerian based in the city that's supposed to be the most developed in the nation. The weather isn't helping, it changed from the extremely hot and unbearable night to a cold and rainy morning. I am in my parents house this slow Sunday morning and it has started off really gloomy. I didn't sleep well because I have a bad cough and then the neighborhood now has seven churches in its non-commercial strictly residential estate. That meant I woke up to a clash of clarinets, uneven drumming and untrained choir shouting and trying to drown the competing church choir.
 The best I could do was cook or at least boil water on the gas cooker to cool my raging cough and it happened. Just as I thought today could not get any worse, then the rain intensified and the gas finished.
 I turned it off and go back into my room, I dragged my feet, enter and face the door.
The sound of tiny feet and body slamming into my door scared me. My little nephews and nieces struggle to open the door and fall into the room and jump on me.
I had no idea what game they were playing but their shrills of laughter put a fresh smile on my face. Just as they drag me to the bed and jump over me, they got bored and run out.
 I wanted to run and follow them and crash into the door like they did. They were happy and light and free and I miss that.
Just like the song birds splashing and slamming into tree branches and enjoying the rain falling on their beautiful plumage, these children brought me pure joy

 Even steady drops from the sky distracts me and I turn to the window to see what it looked like outside. Gray even skies cover the entire atmosphere and area. The rain was not slowing down and I wanted to touch it. I pick up my phone and search, I wanted him to reply or just say something.
'Answer now', I snap at clueless Alan.
It's better to be in the present and just enjoy now, so I won't bother anymore to expect a message from him.
 I go to the living room and unlock the the door and stretch my hand and cup it.
Rain water quickly filled and overflow from my hand. I shiver and here my aunt clear her throat and I stop and retreat back into the house.
'You always loved running in the rain as a child'
'I would have, it's my cough stopping me'
'It didn't back then and especially when your mum was not around. I never scared you'
'Mum didn't scare me...', I protest.
'No, but the look she had when you got sick. You always promised not to go back when she was close'
'Yep, I remember'
'You were such a strong headed child, I don't know how you turned out good'
'Mum and dad were good and I had to set an example for my younger ones'
'You were always good, just too restless and playful'
'I miss it'
'Me too'
'Auntie don't tell me you were a restless child'
'God forbid, I hated going outside. I only wanted to be beside my mum and cook like her'
'Not me'
'Times and personalities have so changed'
'I will continue'
'With that man, you Will'
 I try to ignore her.
'Please don't let it be too long. I want to see your children too'
'i thought you said it was too late for me', I was trying to make her feel guilty for making me look bad at all our family meetings.
'Iya Olonge's daughter has twins...'
 This my aunt liked trouble and had everyone's gist, who is she talking about now?
'You won't know her, she is fifty three and they hung her leg up for the entire nine months...'
'Im not waiting for over a decade before I start I start​ having children'
 I snapped at her, she knew how to press my buttons and upset me.
'My dear I'm only saying you have time...'
 My niece ran past her into the rain and my aunt chased and caught the tiny fierce child.
  I smiled and watched my nephew run into the rain and I chased him, the smell and ice rain drops on my head was heavenly. I wanted to scream and dance and then my nephew sneezed, I grab him and we all leave the rain laughing. I have towels and wipe them clean and wrap them in blankets.
 Thank God for a flask with hot water, we all had hot sweet chocolate drinks and listened to the children recount how we tried to catch them in the rain.
My mum and dad joined us with many tales of my outdoor adventures and I knew it was all a sign.

 It was time to get back into adventure mode, I need more movement and exercise in my life. The thought alone made me smile and pick up my phone.
Finally, the message from Alan to go hiking this week made it all better. I accept the invitation and stand up and stretch.

 Today is a good day, let's see how it goes.



**"ADE'S JOURNAL", Season 4, Episode 2**
*"ADE'S JOURNAL", COPYRIGHT 2019*

**BUSOLA ELEGBEDE, COPYRIGHT 2019**
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