Observe In Silence, Action Tells All! Friday May 24 2013

The day started pretty fast and ended the same. Thank God I’m Favoured, its TGIF. I read my Open Heavens and prayed then left for work. At work I did a few out of office runs to the bank and other places. Some really took my time. 

I put up a Facebook status – Observe In Silence, Action Tells All! Few minutes later Ibe put his own, a reply to mine. Here’s what he wrote;

“THOT YOU SAID YOU WERE INEXPERIENCED??ACTION??? I PRAY DONT WATCH YOUR OWN FAMILY DIE IN YOU SO CALLED SILENCE! NOW THAT WONT BE HEROIC,WOULD IT”

Again what the heck is he talking about ‘inexperienced’ Is it one of his many made up phantom enemies? Whatever keeps the dude happy mehn. Just like Chazz & Jimmy on the song ‘Niggas In Paris’ by Jay Z and Kanye West that goes;

Jimmy: I don’t even know what that means

Chazz:   No one knows what it means but its provocative

Jimmy: No it’s not, it’s gross

Chazz:   It gets the people going!

M na-chufu nkita na nshi, owu mua ga-eri ya? Why should I chase a dog away from eating shit, am I the one going to eat the shit? I do my Facebook updates as the spirit moves not because I’m passing a subliminal message to him. I see or feel what I like I post it.

TGIF took place for the first time in our office. We left office around 3:00pm and went to The Pavilion in Lekki Phase 1. That is, me, Ugo and Ifeanyi. We had catfish pepper soup and three rounds of beer. Uncensored conversation ensued if you know what I mean. Fidelis joined us towards the end of our hangout. I'm not much of a cat fish pepper soup guy. Besides it wasn’t that great by my standard. They could've added utazi leaf for a spicier taste. After my three bottles of gulder lager beer I went over to the sea shore to look at coast line horizon. It was beautiful to me. I took some pictures. Actually this was my first time of taking three bottles of beer at a short seating. Not that I can’t hold the liquor but I always avoided it. I don’t derive any pleasure in drinking myself to stupor. Ifeanyi was like for a first timer at drinking three bottles at a go you did it like a pro. I am tipsy.

We all left at the same time. I stopped briefly to say hi to Doc. I went home some minutes past five o'clock. I noticed someone was in my room. I checked the kitchen, there was a half pot of rice on the stove. I drank water and slept off. My sleep was rudely cut short by the notorious sound of someone fiddling with the door lock again. It felt so dreamy in my half-awake half asleep state until I fully regained consciousness. The fiddling continued. Is it that the person doesn't know it is locked from inside or what? Can't the fiddler knock? Does the fiddler really want to damage the lock trying to force it open? Again what if I was enjoying myself with girl, the person will just barge in? I mean common sense is uncommon to these people. I got up still sleepy. Opened the door and went back to the bed.

 

I saw only Amara when I opened the door. Moments later I heard Ibe’s voice. Don’t know when he entered. I see. I'm guessing they didn't think I'll be home by this time. They sneak in and out when they think I'm not home. I knew that Amara knew where Ibe was, I mean it's no brainer. You know for a guy that sent me that brainless text, spews trash on Facebook, he is really shameless to still come back to make use of my apartment. He has succeeded through his actions in poisoning my mind with considerable disdain for him. His actions silhouetted on light of morals. He showered. Don't know what his wife did and he noisily scolded her instantly. That mad noise shattered the revered serenity of my sanctuary. They cleared the rice in the kitchen disappeared into the night darkness to wherever they've been camping.

A call from Nkemakolam cleared the sleep from my eyes and the confusion from my head. I thought it was morning of the next day, I didn't know Friday was not gone yet. We talked about a couple stuff. Sleep didn't come easy again the rest of the night, I managed to sleep anyway.

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No Complain Day Thursday May 23 2013

I declared today no complain day. I don’t want to complain about anything today. I'm gonna try. Humans complain a lot inadvertently. I woke up on time. Feeling good. Feeling like I need more sleep. I read my Open Heavens and prayed. I thought about where Ibe could've gone to. Not that it bothered me but hey just a thought. He crossed the line when that stupid text of his left his phone bound for mine. It's like a bullet, you can't stop it once it's fired and the damage can be very damaging. Also I pondered about where his wife sleeps, is she still doing her Saladmaster business? I’m going to change my locks. But I will let them know first. They are not gonna know what the key looks like. I locked the door from inside which I now do unlike before. I wonder how the Saladmaster thingy is going.

 I went for a shower around 9:00am. As I just started I heard someone fiddling with the door trying to open it. Obviously the person knew it was locked from inside but the person kept forcing the door to open. The person I guess called my phone several times. I couldn't pick in my foamy lathery shower state. The person didn't even knock just kept forcing the door to open. What if I locked it cuz I was having an adult rated quality time with a woman? So whoever the person was will just barge in? I asked who it was and no response was the answer. I said I'm bathing so wait a little while. No change to the intensity of fiddling sound as if someone is noisily picking the lock. I hurried a bit in the bathroom.

When I opened the door I saw no one. I saw some items on the ground telling me who it was. Moments later Amarachi came up, she had a small scissors and other tools apparently to take the lock apart. Seriously?! So she wants to take the lock apart and probably leave the fixing part to me. It’s no complain day by the way, am I complaining? I’m glad they have a place they are staying now even if it’s the riskiest dirtiest darkest parts under Obalende Bridge. I dressed up and left for work.

Ifeanyi was already there, Ugo wasn't. Ify has been absent this week. I got him updated on events in the office. We had a little basketball competition. We had this small ball in the office so we took turns trying to throw it inside a waste paper basket at other corner of the office. Yeah we should be working right lol. He demolished me. He beat me 6-1. He said he will beat me 10-1 but we stopped when MD came to work. I know we'll do it again, it’s just a matter of convenient time. We have discovered a stress relieving exercise. After all, all work and no play makes Jack a dull boy they say. Immediately MD came in he ordered food for us, is he that starved? I went to get the food and some other stuff. I bought a lot of stuff, let’s just say I made sure I spent all the money.

Did I tell you how good I looked? I wore a nice TM Lewin pink shirt, a brown chinos trouser and a black jacket. Boy I look sweet if I can so myself. If I were you I will fall for me now lol. A weird fashion coincidence occurred. Ifeanyi wore a pink polo shirt and brown chinos trouser exactly like me. The driver also wore similar colour shirt and chinos. What sorta uniform is this? It's like we planned it. The only difference is my black jacket. I finished my shopping, time to head back to the office. The car refused to start. Are you kidding me? When I'm looking classy like that, this car wants to fall my hand like we say here. I can’t complain, it’s no complain day lol.

I told my boss the situation and he asked me to take public transport back while he sends a mechanic to fix the car. I went back to the office. We had our meal, it was good. Shortly the mechanic arrived to the office with faulty car, he has fixed it. He advised the car be serviced immediately to avoid a recurrence of fault in a more damaging scale. When I got home Amara was there cooking rice and stew. She asked if I want some. I said yes. She left for me in the pot and took rest and left. I ate and went to bed.

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Chief Sunday Ndubuisi Ariwodo Died Wednesday May 22 2013

I called Yomight the plumber in the morning to fix the toilet issue. He said he'll come on Saturday. Amara came in this morning. I left her at home and left for work. The office seems deserted today. MD hurriedly ate his food and left to pick his kids from school. Ify breezed in briefly towards evening. He left shortly. MD hadn't come back yet.

News got to me that we lost a relation this morning. One of my uncles, a patriarch Chief Sunday Ariwodo died this morning in Atlanta US. He lived a good life, achieved good things. He had a good wife and children. It’s a shocker. I can’t even write anything today. I grew up with living with this man and his family. His wife is my aunt, my dad’s elder sister. He has a legendary aka gum. 

He is a good man. I can remember his laughter so well.

May the lord comfort us all especially the immediate family.

May his soul rest in perfect peace.

Chief Sunday Ndubuisi Ariwodo's Clan

Here's a Facebook message from the last child and last son, Osondu

“My Dad Chief Sunday Ndubuisi Ariwodo Passed and have gone to be with his LORD on Wednessday morning 05/22/2013. He gently and quietly left us at the age of 81yrs. He was the rock and guardian of his family. very peaceful and loving. We will all miss his smiles and calmness of heart. He is survived by his wife, five children, three daughter in-laws, thirteen grandchildren, two brothers, and one sister.

Papa rest in peace”

Here's another from the second son, Izu

"Daddy, you were like the sun to me

Alway there, and beaming life lessons to me.

Never did I expect the cold hand of death.

You taught me wisdom, patience and love

You taught me by being a role model.

Without your teachings, I wouldn't be

the man I am today.

You built a foundation no one can take away.

I have grown up with your values and I am

Glad, you were there for me.

I respect and admire you.

I love you, and will forever miss you.

Good night my God sent father

Rest peacefully in the lord till
we meet to part no more."

Here's another from the first child and first son, Obinna

How are the mighty fallen! The Patriarch of the Ariwodo clan, Chief Sunday Ndubisi Ariwodo, has just gone to paradise. With total submission to the will of the Almighty God, we cherish the time God allowed him to bless us with his erudite presence. We would be no where without his careful guidance. He was an awesome Dad. Pls pray for strength for my family

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Every Disappointment Is A Blessing Tuesday May 21 2013

I slept alone in the house once again. Feels like old times but the house don't quite smell or look like old times yet. I read my Open Heavens and prayed. Did a little laundry. I reworked my article about the accommodation crisis I'm going through. Before I did laundry something happened. I went in the toilet, one look at the water cistern tank and something looked off about it. I looked closer and it wasn't lapping to the wall like it's supposed to. I checked the under and the iron holding it to the wall was rusty and weak. I was like this this is gonna fall soon. My disposable gillet cover got stuck in the narrow gap that has gradually formed where it should've lapped to the wall.

My premonition or sixth kick-started and imminent danger was sort of averted. As I tried to remove the shaving stick cover the tank dropped with the speed of a faulty elevator. I didn't even see how quickly I moved. Trust my sharp reflex, I'm not bragging o lol! But I caught firmly. Mind you the tank was full. I was like what the hell just happened. I’m glad it happened the way it did. Imagine the shattering outcome had I not been rightly positioned when it fell off the wall and more importantly if I failed to catch it. It would've smashed to bits on the toilet floor maybe damaging the floor tiles in the process. The other likely outcome was to land on my toes and that would've been painfully bloodily ugly. Thank God for the way it happened. I cleared the rust that dirtied the toilet.

They say every disappointment is a blessing, I've always wondered how. This time I saw a blessing in disguise. We've been having water problem, I had no idea that clean water flowed into tank while no water flowed in other taps. Now I know, I don’t need to go downstairs to fetch water. Matter fact I fetched from the pipe feeding the water cistern, no dulling. I used the water to wash my swimming gear, showered and stored some in the bucket.

Fifi the girl that lives directly below me came looking for Amara. I’m guessing just like me she has no clue where she went to unless she was pretending. She asked if Amara went out this morning I said yes. I went to work. I ran into Caesar as he was going to work too. He gave me a lift, and transport fare saved. He works in Lekki too with wife of Peter Okoye of PSquare. We talked about joining forces with a few young guys to start a business legacy. I loved the idea. If you ask me I’m ready. I was first to resume as usual.

Chris came in almost immediately. The boss came in late. I didn't do much of running around today like I did yesterday. I downloaded a list of Jaci Velasquez songs for him. She has nice songs. Then I faced that energy sapping boring presentation again. That was all I did till close of work. I made significant progress. South Africa called Ugo asking after Ifeanyi like they wanna recruit him. That’s good for him. Ugo promised to send them a brief profile of Ifeanyi. He asked me Ifeanyi's birthday and it dunned on me that I don’t know it. That’s really awkward. I’m sure he doesn’t know mine but I felt like I should know his.

I emailed my progress on the presentation before leaving the office. I got in the first bus, a very comfortable front seat. The back seat wasn’t as comfortable though. The bus doesn’t have a window you can open at the back. It’s just a plain sheet of glass. It’s good for cars that always use the air-conditioner. I hate sitting at the back of such buses. You don’t get enough air back there. Most drivers and conductors alike don’t give a rat’s ass how uncomfortable it makes passengers. They just want your goddamn money. The bus was taking long to fill up cuz people get in the back, notice window and just get out the bus fast.

One woman complained to the conductor, and I was taken aback by the magnitude of rudeness laden response of the conductor. It was very aggravating. I can imagine how the woman felt. The conductor went on talking so rudely to other passengers and I just couldn’t stand it. I got down from the bus and waited for the next one. Jeez people should learn a little manners, it won’t wear away your personality. I got to Doc’s shop, didn’t spend much time there. Me and Austin went to Onye Mama’s place to take care of stomach emptiness. I didn’t quite enjoy the meal. The garri was too soft for my liking. I went home.

Amara was at home. Okay. I didn’t bother asking where she went or the whereabouts of his delusional husband. I was contemplating removing the extra key from where I keep it for emergency entry. I decided to leave it for a while. She picked a few things and left again. She also left a burning candle dangerously placed directly on top of the kitchen cupboard. If not for God’s protection she might’ve burnt us all a long time ago with careless placement of burning candles. You will think they know how to take simple precaution. I watched a movie on my lappie and hit the sack.

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Home Alone And Loving It Monday May 20 2013

I actually slept alone in the house. I’m home alone and I’m loving it. My “roomies” didn’t come back last night. Who knows where they are. Today is my younger brother’s birthday yaaay!! I sent him a very lovely xpressive text wishing him well and showing my love for him. He replied with similar content. My eyes were better today but let’s see if it can buy me a day off.

I sent my boss a text about my eye also requesting for my money. He replied that I should come to his house to collect the money, pay PHCN bill for him and go home. I see the catch. He can forget it then. Meanwhile I cleaned the living room windows. By 10:43am I’m still at home and the couple occupying my space is nowhere to be found. Following the direction of my stomach, I went to Spar Park n Shop to grab breakfast. I checked the pharmacy for eye drop brands, I will probably buy later. I bought the food and left. I was the first to get to work.

First of all I took my time to eat my breakfast. I enjoyed it. Let me say it again I enjoyed it. My digestive system had barely started digesting what I ate when my boss accompanied by Yahya waltzed in. They went to the same Spar Park n Shop to buy food. Glad we didn't bump into each other, not that it mattered anyway. He even brought food from home and still went out for food. He offered me some food. In my mind I was like, “I’m sorry there's no vacancy, we are currently not recruiting any food at the moment.” I don't think my digestive tract will forgive me if I had tried to force down any morsel of food. I kept the food for later.

Ifeanyi didn't come at all, his folks were in town so he was taking care of them. Today was just touring Victoria Island and Lekki phase 1 with errands. Cash this cheque pay that bill, print this document deliver that message. Thank God I did it with the driver otherwise it would not have been funny. It sure took a lot of time to get all these tasks done. I did complete all anyway.

My boss worked on our company PPM with Yahya. That PPM is a lot of work. I prefer it to this presentation that I'm stuck with. By the time I was through with all my assignments, the day was pretty much over. It was now that I remembered the food kept away. It wasn't big like I imagined. This big container deceived me. It's all good. I ate and closed for the day.

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Workers-In-Training Exam Sunday May 19 2013

Today is the D-day. It’s the day of workers-in-training exam. I’m not satisfied with my preparation cuz a few things keep disappearing from my memory. I haven't shown Amara the text her husband sent me. When I told her about his call, she just said she don't know what's wrong with him. Ibe called again in the morning just before I went to shower. I picked the call said hello a few times and he didn't say anything. I let it read up to fourteen seconds of silence before I cut the call.

I wondered why he didn't say anything. Was he thinking I wouldn't pick his call? Foolish if that's the reason. That’s his business. I wore my jacket for the first time in ages. I then showed the text to Amara. In my exact words I said; Amara lekwa texti oma Ibe sendiri. Meaning look at the wonderful text Ibe sent. She didn’t say anything after she read it. I didn’t say anything either. I have a workers-in-training exam today I don’t want any foolishness to mess it up. I got to church on time. Bro Johnson took Open Heavens after which the workers in training exam commenced.

The workers-in-training exam was okay. It had a short answer section, a memory verse section and essay section of 5 questions to answer 3. I only answered one from the memory verse, three from the essay a couple from the short answer part. Assessing my performance, I passed. The result will be announced next class.

There was a guest minister, Pastor Ayo. He's also a musician, producer, multi-instrumentalist, etc. He plays sax mostly. Today was one of those days when the equipment decided to malfunction and the technical crew was helpless to salvage it on time. This pastor took the stage to 'saxify' us but the mics didn't want any part of it. Nevertheless the show must go on. He continued like that till the end. I felt him a little bit, I knew I would've felt it more had the mics worked. I love sax and violin very much. The youth were in charge of today's service. It was awesome.

The guy that led choir today was something else. I haven’t seen him before. The guy is a talented born entertainer. Toward the end of the service our pastor introduced the CD of the guest pastor and saxophonist, then I understood why the microphones rebelled. The CD goes for N2000! Are you kidding me? Said they produced it in South Africa. In my mind I was like no way I’m gonna get 100 feet near that CD lol. If I’m lying I’m dying. I prayed a prayer of faith believing God for ultimate solution to my current accommodation palaver.  I‘m so convinced in my spirit He has answered my prayer. When I got home nobody was home. I don’t know where they were. I washed few items and went to Caesar's place, we are heading to the pool.

The pool today was something that marvels the imagination. Me and Caesar went with Ruth and Folake and we met one of their church member Ese. Ese was a wild one. She isn’t the shy type and doesn’t hold back. It was fun galore from start to finish. As a matter fact we didn't want to finish. I've never soaked myself this long in a pool before! Oh well my eyes are bearing the brunt now. I was supposed to attend house fellowship but.....

Beloveth I haven’t eaten today but the massive jollification has exiled the hunger from my system. I don't even know what food is with my level of overflowing testosterone. Every end was once a beginning so our pool leisure came to an end. We went home. I stayed at Caesar's a little as I fell asleep in a flash. I went home when I woke up. The house was still a ghost of itself. Ibe and Amara were still gone. I don't mind if they sleep wherever they went. A peace of mind and privacy is all I ask. Is that too much mate? I took my clothes from the line. I bought a drink and a snack. Already I ate one small corn at Caesar's. That was all I tasted today. Now that my testosterone high has come down, I finally realized how hungry I was. I can’t cook anything now. My eyes are hurting, I just want to sleep.

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Brainless Call And Brainless Text Saturday May 18 2013

Today is our workers-in-training review session class against the exam tomorrow. Today is also a church youth power summit tagged 3Gz - God, Guys & Girls. I woke up feeling so attached to the bed, I didn't want to wake up. I literally pried myself out the bed with self-will pry bar. I’m sure some pieces of me that didn't wanna let go are still glued tightly to the bed. I showered and left for the review class which starts at 8:00am.

The review session was helpful, it refreshed our memories on some little things you might’ve forgotten. Still if you haven't read up until now, it will do you not much good. After the class we did sanitation. After that I helped with setting up the place for the youth's program. I did the much I can and went home. I ate some bread and had a really long siester. I slept till I got tired of sleeping still I hadn't had enough. I didn't attend the youth program, didn't plan to anyway. I tried to do final revision for my exams tomorrow. I keep forgetting what I’ve read, God help me o!

Amara prepared food. I ate, thanked her and continued reading. She wasn't feeling well. Ibe came in went straight to the kitchen did whatever it was noisily like the kitchen community or ecosystem protested his visit. He left as quickly as he came in saying no word to no one. I got the funniest call from Ibe at exactly 22:03:55pm and I’m not even laughing. Incoming call caller id was his name I thought maybe it was Amara since I saved all their numbers with his name cuz I can’t imagine him and his bloated ego calling me. He might as well put it on Facebook. Oh well I was wrong. The line was a bit bad but my phone call recorder picked the thirteen seconds call nicely. Immediately I said hello the next racket that polluted my ear was;

Ibe: Don’t Worry Very Soon I Go Pack Make You And Amarachi Live Together Eh.

Me: Eh?

Ibe: Don't Worry Emechaa, Very Soon I Go Pack So That You And Amarachi Go Live Together Eh.

And the line went dead. Slowly I lowered the phone from my ear, staring at it like a strange object I’m seeing for the first time. My first reaction was a puzzled expression on my face and mind. I stared bemusedly and intently at my phone for a pretty long time as though it had played a pointless prank on me. Waiting for the phone to confess that it was just a prank but it didn't happen. I looked deeply at the cloak of darkness that wrapped me up on the staircase, scanning for answers to assure me I just imagined what happened. I didn’t get any assurance either.  What kinda brainless call is this? This guy has finally lost it. I’m sure I have said that a couple times before, I’m serious this time. This guy never ceases to amaze me.

Why was he not man enough to tell it to my face all this while we sleep in the same room?

One of his major flaws is how he holds concretely onto his delusional thoughts as if they are well proven and established facts!

People go through really unbelievable things, this situation has thought me so much. Beside the strife and troubles, I should be glad for the life teachings. Should I play this call for his wife? I think I should. So she could brace herself to living with me, that doesn’t even make sense as a joke. Is he trying to be a shirker and shirk his responsibilities? Did I ever expressly or by implied tell him in words or action that I had any interest whatsoever to live with his wife? I dey madt?

All I ever asked him to do was take responsibility, find an accommodation of his own and live with his family there like a man of his status should do. Instead of thoughtfully thinking a way forward and out of this mess, he is zealously interested in and invested his time chasing his tiny tail. Trust Ibe to always come through with something spectacularly stupid. And the monumental mindless misguided telephonic attack continues. Little did I know the worst is yet to come. Ibe didn't sleep in the house, God knows where he slept. From his new abode, wherever that is, he sent me a brainless text at 3:29am. You wouldn't believe your eyes, I didn't. The text goes;

''Inexpirencd?Kp deceivn urself.ur wit her, my wife nw!wat u v always wanned!Hws d pussy...U lik?u v hlpt wreck my fam in2 shreds.all I askt4 was hlp til i find a plac.bt all 4d pussy u wudnt set ur own had rite.sleepn wit her alone in ur hous is great hlp thnx a lot.hpe u kno wat u v don & r doin?yea u do!''

He seems pretty loaded with brainlessness today. Earlier it was a brainless call, now a brainless text. First of, I won't reply that brainless text, I disincline to discredit my intellectual prowess by dignifying a garbage with a response. Secondly I don't even know what the hell he meant by 'Inexpriencd'. At this point nothing will surprise me again. His delusion, insecurity and paranoia has reached all-time high. I think he seriously needs a mental help, to avoid a permanent residency at 'Yaba Left'. I admit embitterment coursed through my vein at the text. Just because you know a mad will throw stone at your valued glass and break it doesn’t mean you won’t feel anything when it happens.

All I did was shelter him and his family disregarding the tremendous inconvenience and sacrifice it saddled on my shoulder and this is the motherf**king thanks I get? Let no man blame me for his irresponsibility and the misfortunes he single-handedly brings upon himself by his own hands. Only God can judge me now. Now I see why Amara wore a trouser and shirt to bed other than her usual wrapper when Ibe was around. I can understand that.

Ibe is always so quick to spew some crazy things that makes me wonder what actually goes on in his heart. The bible clarifies it in Luke 6:45 which says;

"A good man out of the good treasure of his heart bringeth forth that which is good; and an evil man out of the evil treasure of his heart bringeth forth that which is evil: for of the abundance of the heart his mouth speaketh."

They say show me your friend and I'll tell you who you are, that saying won't work here. Please for my sake make an exception and disregard that saying. I’m nothing like this guy and never will!

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