During my fling with Tope, I had travelled to a Federal University in
the another part of Nigeria for my post -utme exam. At that time there
was nothing like boko -haram and d state was so peaceful that you find
people walking about freely in d midnight.
Till date, I still
wonder the reason behind choosing d university as my choice school.
During my registration for Jamb, I had chosen Lagos state university,
for my dad had Long legs there. After the Exam I scored 266, and with
that I felt I was good to go anywhere or so I thought.
I just woke
up one day and told my Dad I wasn't interested in LASU any longer, and I
wanted to change to a northern University. He asked y and I told him I
wanted to explore my country. being the liberal type, he immediately
granted my wish ,I bought the scratch card and changed my choice
institution...all this was without my mama's knowledge.
She got
wind of this pleasantly unpleasant development only after I had
successfully changed it... all hell was let loose. Mama rained a flood
if insults on my Dad blaming him, accusing him of giving me such an
idea. My Dad being the calm type, laughed it off and dismissed it with a
wave of a hand to the wind.....Days turned weeks and weeks to months. My post-utme result was no where
to be found. I checked the school's website, but couldn't find my name.
Since I knew no one in d school, I couldn't lodge a complaint to the
faculty.
These development gave my Mama an aura of superiority as
she seized the opportunity to rain more blames on my dad for wasting
money, efforts and time. It wasn't as if she did not want my progress,
but the fear of been separated from her son by a journey of over 18
hours by road was the beginning of wisdom for her. She swore that even
if i were to be admitted, my enrollment in the School will be over her
grave. Such was d kinda love a mother had for her child... d kind of
love mothers have for their children... like some would say...The only
True love is the love of a mother to her child!!!! do you agree?
At
this point in time, my sisters seized the opportunity to taunt me, for
they knew my decision to be faraway from home was partly informed by the
desire to escape their devilish ways.
I kept going to d Cafe
everyday, hoping for a miracle to happen. Whatever gave me such hope, I
do not know. In the meantime, my fling with Tope was fading away
albeit gradually, much to my delight... no thanks to my lackadaisical
and lukewarm attitude towards her.
In the ember months of 2010,
something happened, and that incidence till date makes me ask anyone
facing a problem, d way a girl asked Mazi Omenuko...
'do u believe in fate? '
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