I must talk to my Siamese twins. I must talk to Candid and Candida. Oh! Is that where both of you are sitting? Outside! You are supposed to be in your bed by now. You don’t have to ponder over the separation. You don’t have to think about the neurosurgery.
You see, there is no better time than now to tell both of you what I have to. I mean, now that the sun seems to have gone to bed, and the moon has spread its bold face to give light to this restless night. As both of you can see, even the birds have left the skies to perch on sleeping trees. Other animals are now in their still gaze waiting for the day to break.
Umu m, my children, at this time of the night, human beings have literally closed their eyes dreaming of ‘morrow’s betterment. Chei! You are now left here in this still night, ruminating over your future; over our future.
Ehe e, let me sit down. But wait a minute.
Unu makwa? Do you know? When both of you were born, you were born Siamese, joined in the head. After two days of your birth, your father, my husband, was brutally killed in a bloody religious riot in the North. I was left to cater for both of you, alone.
Chei, it was terrible! Odi egwu!
Every other person deserted us. They said your birth was unusual and mysterious.
At that early stage, the government in power promised to assist financially in your surgical separation. At a time, they turned their back on us. We saw their shadows, but we never saw their figures. Since I had no money left with me then, I decided to leave everything to my chi, my God.
My children, it wasn’t easy o!
I started training both of you. You started growing up simultaneously and rapidly into maturity.
When I look at both of you now, irrespective of your congenital abnormalities, I still see hope. I still see hope not because of any other thing, but, because of how you have been able to adapt, conform and go on with life’s adversities, within these sixteen different Nigerian harmattans, till you finished secondary school.
Chei! It wasn’t easy.
Candid and Candida, now that both of you have finished secondary school, you must go to the university, as you agreed, to achieve your dreams.
Candid my son, you said you want to be a medical doctor? It’s good.
Candida my daughter, you said you would like to be a lawyer? It’s all right.
Medicine and Law are like two streams flowing together, both they do not meet. They must be pursued differently. You see, that is why you must part.
My precious gifts, you have dreams o! But you need to know that dreams cannot be actualized without action. Yes. Dreams cannot be achieved without pursuit.
Umu m, my children, a boy and a girl joined together from birth, like both of you, must part and achieve their respective dreams. You know what I mean. That is why you must part.
Oh, both of you are smiling! Yes, I am happy!
Tomorrow is the D-day. I sold almost all my properties for this neurosurgery. With that accomplished, both of you can achieve your dreams.
You must separate. That is my parting words. God help you. God will help us.
Ngwa nu, come on, let’s go back to bed.