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Saturday, 5 January 2019

Just At The Start Of This New Year


  Twilight shines and reflects my mood and so much is left for me to do, as I stare into the abyss I try to write my new year goals. A tradition I have done for many, many years. This year, I just did not do this. It is not too late I hope, as I stare now at the blank piece of paper beside me. Why you may ask? It's simple, I've started school again and this time it's business school. My time has been taken up by projects and deadlines, but it's time. I hold and slant the pen and stare at the white piece of paper and exhale hard.
My goals are clear this two thousand and nineteen and as the ball point hits the sheet of paper, the strong smell of ink hits the dusty air. It has been so hot and sunny during the day and cool and cold at night. The contradiction isn't good for my chest but I digress a bit. I start and did not stop until I was twenty goals deep and writing the goals free my mind and I slide into an unexpected slumber.

    Everything is different today, the beautiful marble cake I baked when I could not sleep last night, the stabbing I got from the pen that I slept on. And even the air I am breathing right now, all of it. I've heard grand news and sad news and the best news is Asabi finally has a baby, her husband is thrilled and they are the reason I broke my age old tradition of not going out on New Year's day. The baby is massive and strong and looks like it's three months already, Asabi eat her way up and I did not know she could ever be chubby. Ajoke screamed and asked what she eat and her husband Child said everything, her boobs were massive too and if not for her face, I would not have recognized her. Her daughter is Ajoke's splitting image and Bala was just staring in shock at how his sister in-law changed in a space of months. The baby in my arms made me whole and I sang to her and rocked her as if she was mine. The sudden silence made me look up at the suddenly quiet crowd watching me and I stare back at them not sure what to say at first.
'She's asleep', I add and place her in the crib and watch her.
It did not stop them from staring and watching me with pity in their eyes and it made me feel empty.
Hassan and Husseina crash into Ajoke and fight over a balloon on what looked like a straw and she had to pry it out of Husseina's hand to stop them from fighting.
 I grab Ajoke and lean on he shoulders and whispered, 'I am going to get a sperm donor by march'
 My good friends response was a chuckle and I pay her. I think it made her realize I was dead serious.
'Why would you want to do this alone?'
 She points to her twin children who are now both crying and jumping and trying to catch the balloon. Ajoke digs her pointed nails into it and it bursts, deflates and lands between the shocked twins. Bala enters the scene with another balloon and is not happy to see that one had deflated.
Like magic, the tears resurface and then Bala guides them away.
'When I am insane, Bala isn't. Ade, you need help raising children'.
'And if you lose a partner, should you not...'
'Ade, you have two men that want you'
'Daniel and Alan'
'They want me so much that they have proposed and I have on their rings', I say showing her my ring-less fingers.
'Its on my list, I will finish my online course. Get my business degree, start a business where I truly delegate and have systems that works and then go and select the sperm and linage I want my baby from'
'You don't mean it', Ajoke does not believe me.
'Here', I show her a snap shot of my new year resolutions and she reads them and nods her head.
'Good, we will all talk by next week. I will give you time to think, give Celine time to catch up and then we will all discus this'
'Why?', I asked a lot irritated by her words.
'Because it takes a village'

   Do you agree or do you think my friend should just respect my decision and accept it. I am not sure but I am looking forward to hearing all what they have to say.....

**"ADE'S JOURNAL", Season 3, Episode 80**

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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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