The Torrent Of Life

 

When the torrents are over,  Nkechi adjusted her eyeglasses back to the female hostel.  Emeka haven accomplished his mission halfway is nonplussed. The drum sounds of well-crafted work of technology closed to Ae-funai agric farm couldn't provide a maximum network to connect his call.  He became perplexed.

Hi... Mekus!  A voice erupted.  Emeka couldn't make a head or tale of such voice as he made a headway back to his Lodge. 

Suddenly, a manky man with a swollen face dashed out from the Bush trying to gesticulate  with his hand to tell Emeka what he saw ahead but the rainbow which serves as a compass as turned to a confused map.  

The face of Emeka was zoomed off to remember the struggle of many years.  *"Ibe slowly straightened his aching back as he stared vacantly at the three big cassava mounds that he had just finished heaping up on the narrow strip of land that stretched behind his father’s compound. Although he had been weeding and digging since morning, he was surprised that by noon, he had only made three cassava mounds! As he quietly took stock of his surroundings, he noticed that the hot gaze of the blazing sun, penetrated even the darkest corners of this small bush land. While the earth gave out moistured heat that enveloped everything in its warm thickness, the empty cans of milk reflected dazzling points of light, that sliced the eyes like little led-torchlights -the latest wonder from China, which can only be found in Mazi Obani’s house. Ibe was drenched in sweat as he pondered over his struggle to turn the narrow strip of land into a farm land. The farm, which he hoped would save the life of his family, and especially his own"*

The struggle of my father can never be in vain,  Emeka muttered with tears flooding down his cheeks.   Suddenly,  his phone rang and behold it was Ogechi.  The call brightened his mood. "I made beans and plantain for you,  come over to the hostel".

Emeka made a U-turn to the hostel,  suddenly an owl with ghostly white head was seriously screeching! "Bad Omen" he muttered.  Suddenly,  he remembered something as he smiled awkwardly in a way that showed only his 4 centre teeth.  "This is another opportunity" he said with a sly smile plastered all over his face.  

Ogechi!  You'll never seems to amaze me!  Her bonkey(uche) said with an amazing look. 

 "Don't say what you see". Ogechi replied her immediately and laughed sardonically.  

I won't say anything but I know he's gone forever. Uche muttered with deep breath. 

You'll die if u say what you saw*,  Ogechi roared at her the last time. 

 "You know I can't die twice"  Uche said staring at her.  

"Oh!  I see,  na me go die twice Okwaya?" 

Her phone rang she enthusiastically picked the call.  "please bring the food to my Lodge I can't come to the hostel anymore,  my legs are becoming weak" Emeka said and as he hung up the call. 

Ogechi dressed on her best white and white  regalia down to his Lodge at the school front gate.  A glorified shade kind of lodge with saggy roof. 

Emeka was discussing with Mike, a 300 level student of Criminology. Mike is a frumpy young man with lanky unusual relaxed wavy hair. He has goatee hair on his chin, the lower jaw, the region below the mouth, and a mustache hair between his nose and the upper lip. He is a hotheaded and obscene light-skinned man. Hell broke loose the moment Ogechi entered,  at sight of Mike she disappeared as Mike shouted on-top of his voice,  at that moment Emeka pass on...... 

To be continued....