It doesn’t matter whether it’s obvious that
you are on the right track or you still can’t
connect the dots. Do not be afraid to take up
new activities that your heart tells you to.
Eventually it will all make sense and you will
understand the reason why you were
interested in seemingly random things. Just
trust the process. The process itself is
intelligent – you only need to allow it to
unfold….Do not force it,forced things always
have one thing in common:regrets!
I have always known one thing for certain As
regards my relationship with Pretty,and that
is the fact that my heart longed for her.Not
cuz she was extremely ravishing and
gorgeous, or that she was a s*x freak or
that she is the type of girl that everyone will
actually want to get a piece of;mine was
borne out of “need”,pure unbridled ultimate
Not that it justified what laid ahead,not that it
makes me greater or lesser than I already
am,not that it changes or alters or improves
anything per se;but,it is the simple truth I
realised quite early in my life that I am a
being that loves to
anxiety and all the human emotions that have
names,I love to feel it to the fullest..
So,you can then understand why I decided I
had to play it out till the end with Pretty.
You can then begin to understand why I had
to actually give in to the pleading of Pretty.
It was like she perfectly understood my
nature,the extent I can go for the things that
matters in my life to make us all fulfilled and
Pretty understood and by extension made
me understand the one thing that I have
rarely even given a thought in my life:Jane
I quite never really understood why no
matter everything I did,this has been the two
people I loved with my whole being,my whole
essence;well,my grandma is the exception
here.But now,I understand it better,and I
guess you reading it understand it too.
Pretty understood it from the beginning, and
that was the major reason why she always
took me on coaster-mind-rides,trying to
break through but realised she couldn’t,but
she could persuade me to….Without being told,
I knew what exactly I was bargaining for, but I
guess “be careful what you wish for” is in
But Now,I have to do something I have not
done before to experience in full what I have
been experiencing partially..
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I can’t remember how long or how many
times we f*cked that Sunday,but one thing I
do remember clearly is that I had the biggest
punny adventure of my life that day..The
words to describe it escapes my mind,but I
will leave you to imagine it.
One vivid thing still clear in my mind now is
that Pretty offered to actually take me to her
abode through her mind thing,using the life
force energy that manifested the two times I
climaxed,but my mind was not actually
disposed for it………and coupled with the fear
factor(of course I didn’t tell).
After that day,my adventure with Pretty
continued the following days up till the
Wednesday that Amara and I agreed that I
What worse do you think can actually
happen? Be sincere!
I went straight to the park around 12pm with
my small back-bag with small collectibles and
clothes,but as I was in no mood to entertain
the Park agberos and their funny tricky
motor loading flick,I headed straight to ITC
park still along the Aba/Owerri road or
more precisely and accurately, at Factory
As if I was that last passenger(which I was
that day) that everyone was waiting to come
and complete the bus.
I put a call through to Amara telling her that I
was on my way,and she said she is waiting
Five minutes into the journey, I have already
slept off.Forty-five minutes later,the man
sitting beside me woke me up asking me
whether I slept at all in the night.
It was then I realised that we were at
Weatheral Road and he was actually alighting
there,and it happened that I was blocking the
motor exit passage…..And I was alighting at
the same place too!
I crossed over to Douglas road and booked
a keke that will take me straight to
Orji,around that Ama-wire region as that was
the place where Amara and her people
Twenty minutes later,I was inside their place
and only Amara was around..
I swear,my emotions would have betrayed
me,but I controlled it and went straight and
hugged her so tight,she accurately probably
interpreted it that I have missed her….and of
course,I did miss her.
“Guess what I cooked?” She asked me.
“I have like a million things to say as my
guess,but I can’t o.Just tell me!” I concluded.
“You are not yet serious!” She retorted back
” Hian! I just arrived o.Hope u still remember
that?” I asked,dropping my bag.
“It doesn’t matter my love” she said as she
went over across me,and to my backside and
held me as if I was about to carry her in my
“Is it vegetable soup?!” I asked.
“Hahahahhaaah!” She laughed and came to the
“Now you are talking” she said as we went
straight to her room.
We talked a lot.We chatted and chatted and
talked and talked till she said she had to
offer me food knowing fully well that once the
talkative aspect of me is aroused by my
person(s) of interest and topics of
interest,stopping is usually a problem.. or at
least,most of the time!
After eating and relaxing, I told her I have to
start going to Mbieri to see grandma cuz it
is the primary aim of me coming to
owerri,or put correctly the con that gave me
Amara said she would have loved to go with
me,but her parents..Of course am still coming
back,its just to go there and see
grandma,sleep over for that day and then
use the remaining days as I wanted..
So here was my plan:
In everything I do,I always try to be
proactive.I already told my parents that I was
going to stay from that Wednesday till
Sunday.As that is not my village,and the
probability of any of my cousins being
around is like 10%,I figured that I had to use
Tobechukwu(whose mum,my aunty,that
grandma was staying with) as an excuse to
leave the village the next day cuz he was
staying in Awaka with one Rev.Father like
that.But actually,the back plan was to stay
with Amara,and by extension,her family till
That was my plan,and that was exactly what I
told Amara.Even though she shared her
concern about my aunty and influence
coupled with that of grandma,I assured her
that am still “the Odii” that they all loved,which
makes it imperative that I will always have a
way with them….And she smiled…..Oh! That
I left their place and went to where I will
enter a bus going to Mbieri and switched on
my phone again which I switched off
earlier..As I was always carried in a car
whenever going there,giving there by myself
this time around,I found it a little bit time
consuming locating their park.But I did finally
When I was finally in a car,I got a call from
“Odii where you dey?” He asked me.
“M ka bara motor biaga side unu ugbua!”( I
just entered a car coming to your place
now) I replied.
“Na wa to you o.you just switched off your
phone since.Your mum has called us like a
zillion times already,highly worried!” He said.
“Nnaa hapu that woman.o na e disturb onwe
ya too much!”(Leave that woman,she disturbs
herself a lot for nothing) I replied and he
“You don go dey see umu nwa gi ikposara na
“(you have gone to see the babes you left
behind na) he teased me and We both
laughed.I told him the bus has started moving
after we chatted more and he told me to
holla at him immediately I reach somewhere
he told me to tell the bus driver about,so
that he can come and pick me up.
Within thirty minutes or above or
thereabout,we arrived in their place.
Akudo(my cousin and my Aunty’s last born)
and Ugoeze that picked me up coupled with
their parents are the only people around and
the time was like around 6:twenty-something.
On a normal day,my aunty would have
queried me in a scrutinizing manner,but she
didn’t.But the real shocker lay ahead.
Imagine my surprise when with all the
enthusiasm and euphoric excitement brimming
and overflowing in me,I went to where
grandma’s room(or the room they gave him)
and greeted her and she didn’t recognise
me.I told her grandma its me,your “odii” and
she was like “odii ka ole”( which Odii)..
At first,I felt bad,very very bad,heck tears
were even beginning to formulate in my eyes
when my aunty entered and asked me
whether she recognized me and I said ‘no’.
She was surprised though, telling me that it
was me she has been talking about almost
two weeks now.
My anger was why they didn’t even tell me
so that I would have prepared myself
She now told me that grandma suffered a
series of illness that made her rarely
recognise anybody. The only person she
recognised is her brother,nda Damian.
She even started telling me the problems she
faces everyday trying to make her
She told me that I should just calmly tell her
who I am again from the beginning, that is
how she does it..
I cried bitterly in my mind!
Well,I had to do as I was told and that was
how she recognized me again.As is typical of
her,she even wanted me to come and sit on
her laps so that she would carry me.
Man,that night after eating,grandma talked
and talked and talked and we chatted deep
into the night till i slept off in the chair i was
sitting listening to her talk..
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