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Wednesday, 13 September 2017

Candle Lit And Fleeting


  Tiny flakes of wax shoot out from my entitled core like silver bullets. The workers race and grab the crumbs, munching and molding them into beautiful combs. Homes that would house supplies and all our basic needs, through this winter storm. The hexagonal home and storage was a beauty, a marvel to behold and just enjoy. As we walk, run and skid through, we leave footprints. Tracks that darken the cream coloured walls, our battle scars. Banding together, we vibrate and raise the temperature around us. And just like magic, we don't feel the icy winds of winter.
 This is how my life with my friends and family feels like right now. It's actually therapeutic to write down my thoughts. I know my mind feels, sounds and looks like a poetic mess of words. That somehow personifies animals, insects and nature, but that's what life is about. A jumbled up puzzle spread out in front of you as you try to piece together the puzzles.
So back to my life as a busy bee, trying to figure out how to survive all the challenges thrown my way. Or should I say, thrown our way.
  I strive and continue to forgive alliances, build a hive that will protect us from this harsh winter. And vibrating and grouping together has raised the temperature around us. Made us become like steps on a ladder, taking us higher and further away from the cold hard reality of this world. We may bond together for a short while, but our bond is strong and the fragrance of our friendship is fresh and strong. Nature designed us like this, so in this harsh winter conditions we will thrive. Especially in this life threatening situation....
    I'm shaking like a leaf, unsure of what this all means. I've been trying to blend, trying to be gregarious. But this means living with life's difficult choices and disappointments.
  I am scared and afraid and too close to giving birth to travel. One of my best friends in the whole world is in trouble, she almost died and I almost died hearing the news. All of it makes me really feel like, I'm in a trance. I've actually been in a trance since my dad had three heart attacks in front of me. It was the grace of God my brother did a CPR to save his life and I did a mouth to mouth. But to have a friend so far away, I mean to be so far away when a friend has a medical emergency is scary.
 My husband tries to calm my nerves as my babies dance and spin in my belly. I continue to cry and let out emotions I didn't know I had bottled up. My babies kicked me, as if to say...
'Mummy stop upsetting me',
  It made me freeze and Henrik placed a hand over the twins and whispered.
'Ssshhhh, mummy will be fine. We will all be Fine'
 I place my hand on his warm face and decide he is right. If my seventy year old dad could survive all those heart attacks. Then my dear friend Celine would survive this medical scare.

 Did I mention I was on the phone with Celine crying?

  Our French- Nigerian lady had passed out and they were considering removing the baby to save her life. The baby had no heart beat, but further tests revealed she was fine. It's a girl and Pierre cried as he told me the sad news. Luckily, both Celine and Adele are fine.
Yes, Celine named the baby without telling anyone. She woke up asking if Adele was alive. Pierre was glad he could tell her their daughter was alive but she had to be bedridden for the rest of the baby. Or they would have to induce birth, Celine opted for bed rest.
'Thank God I have the option to choose', Celine said no longer crying.
We both laughed and smiled and Henrik squeezed my hand.
'I'm so sorry I scared you all', Celine apologized.
'Please, you had no control of any of it. Just rest and relax', I order my restless friend.
 There was another call coming in and Celine excused herself as she put me on hold.
 I hugged Henrik and just sighed, since I got the news I was on edge. But hearing her voice makes me smile.
'See, she's Fine'
'Hello... Hello are you there? Ade? Ade?'
 The network was fluctuating and I quickly add.
'I'm here'
'Ajoke is here with the twins, she is in Paris'
'See, you have one third of our crew...'
'Those twins will have more stamps on their passports than us two combined', she gushed.
 Obviously, Celine was better because that joke even got the nurses laughing. I could hear them in the background.
'I'm glad you are back to your old self'
'Let me call you back, this needle the nurses have, is scaring me'
'Celine', I grumble.
 Celine hands the phone to Pierre and we continue to talk.
'Thanks Ade and Henrik, sorry I cried'
'Its fine Pierre, we love you both', Henrik adds and I blow kisses.
 As I drop the phone, I rest my head on Henrik's chest and shut my eyes.
What a day.

  A soft knock on the door and I raise my head and see Nnoye. It has been awhile and I did not think to call her. So how did she find out?
'Hi all'
'Hey Nnoye',
 Even Henrik is surprised by the visit.
'I brought Lobsters', she tried to apologize.
   She seems clueless and I feel guilty describing us girls as a third of the group, forgetting the fourth member.
'Its fine, Lobster always gets you forgiven in my book'
 Hours of worrying and stress got me very hungry, so I stopped worrying.
'What up?'
'I had a major fight with Daniel....'
'Over Idibia....', I said like someone who did not care. I shocked myself by the manner in which I said the words, while washing my hands and tasting the meal.
 I paused and looked at Nnoye.
'I'm sorry', I add and hug her.
 She had no clue why I was crying and she was crying because she said it was over.
'No need to cry for me, but Daniel says he wants his ring back'
'What, is the wedding not next month?'
'Ask me ooo'
'What did you do?'
  A glossy magazine showing her almost kiss Idibia on the front page, made me pause and wipe away my tears. It was a beautiful picture and I never knew Nnoye could look this gorgeous. She looked like a movie star.
But the best eye candy of them all was the man she was with.
'Idibia is finnnneeeeee'
 Nnoye slapped my shoulder and I snapped out of it.
'Do you blame Daniel?'
'Ade, you have to help me'
'Hello you what?'
  Nnoye gave me a sad strange look and I shake my head.
'You need a PR team to remedy this',I add not surprised by her craziness.
'I am willing to pay'
 I laughed at the offer, pay me to do what exactly? I choose not to speak my mind.
'My apology to Daniel, a media campaign to make this wedding happen'
 I don't think I've laughed this hard in a long time. I actually fall on the ground. Also I laughed at the fact that Henrik raced to me thinking I was hurt.
'Ade I'm serious', Nnoye insisted.
'You want to document your apology to Daniel Ojora and film the entire process?'
'Yes, the world accepts that he got two of us pregnant and frowned at me having another boyfriend'
'Nnoye, this is crazy'
'Crazy sells'
'Think about this, with this money we could all get massaged and shop in America on a very high budget'
 She was referring to us all enjoying once I relocate to America. There was much more she wasn't saying.
'Is Daniel not giving you some of his money?'
'His mum said I'm on a budget and have to earn the rest'
'So you are getting your own coin?', this did not sound at all like Nnoye.
'After staying friends with you all, I've learned that I have to make my own money. At least two reality shows in a year. People are already offering me money to show off my baby photos'
'Wow, you are really a celebrity'
'My dream, my life'

  Now I was not too sure about this deal, I mean. Nnoye does not have Ajoke's money, but she had a check and I liked the number of zeros on it.
 The big problem was who was giving her the check.
     So do I take Idibia's cash gift to Nnoye and part investment in his rivals life or not?
It all seems very conflicted and weird, I think about it as I bite into freshly made lobsters.

What do you think I'm going to do?

**"ADE'S JOURNAL" Season 2 Episode 61**
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Adebusola Ukayat Elegbede is a Playwright and Content creator with a passion for real life challenges. Born in Kaduna state and lives in Lagos Nigeria, she has a passion for story telling from the perspectives of characters in conflicting situations. I started out on the New Writing Project in Nigeria with the British Council Lagos Nigeria and The Royal Court Theatre, Sloane Square U.K. My passion for creating stories led to comic books, television drama's and an online journal on my website (busolaelegbede.com). As part of the WPIC in Stockholm Sweden 2012, the experience has forged life long friends and ignited my passion as a volunteer and advocate for human rights and the United Nations 17 Sustainable Development Goals.

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