The Roach Effect

The Roach Effect

On my way to the market this afternoon, I found myself inside a bus filled with passengers. The man who sat in front of me wore a suit, scratch that, he wore a coat. The difference was clear. Beside him was a beautiful dame,dressed in a nice, red gown.
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With the way the man’s neck was positioned, lips almost touching the girl’s hair, you could tell he was trying to woo her. It was more of a whisper as he didn’t want anyone eavesdropping on what he was telling her. I wasn’t surprised, girl had a strong visual appeal. She drew eyes. Even the driver admired her through his mirrors. I saw the way his eyes toggled between the road and his mirror.
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While I was still busy monitoring the driver, something caught my eyes. It was disturbing and irritating. A cockroach was confidently crawling out from the collar of the man in front of me.
My eyes widened and my lips formed an O. Looking beside me to know if someone else saw it, my eyes with the next passenger. It was a guy. We chuckled and covered our mouth. Immediately the lady beside me noticed what was happening, she cringed and threw her face towards the window. We were embarrassed.
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My guy continued trying his luck, shooting his shot, oblivious of his village people. Noticing his neck must be paining him and not wanting to ruin his show for him after all the time already invested, the guy beside me reached for the roach and it fly and perched on top of the girl’s hand. She screamed at once, and flung her phone away in irritation. There was more chaos when the roach flew and perched on another woman eating abacha. Nsogbu. Another mkpu. She threw her plate of Abacha away and it landed right in between the driver’s open thigh.
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At once, the driver applied his break and everyone hurried down. For people who didn’t understand what was going on, they were terrified and kept asking questions. Even the guy whose coat gave birth to the cockroach. It was so hilarious watching everything from behind but I disciplined my laughter. Problem was that the guy beside me couldn’t. He kept laughing like a drunken hyena. It was just hard for me. I exploded into laughter as I could not longer suppress it.
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Outside the bus, everyone was furious, especially the woman who threw her food away. She kept complaining about her kpọmọ. She wasn’t alone, the beautiful lady too. She kept robbing her palms all over her hands. Obviously the irritation of the cockroach still disturbed her.
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ME and my friend from the backseat were just joining them when the driver stormed at the gathering and asked what happened. The lady in red told her it was a cockroach.
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“Ọchịcha kwa, from where? He asked, his eyes moving from one passenger to another. I stopped laughing and lifted my shoulder in denial, but my friend wouldn’t stop laughing. He kept looking cunningly at the fine boi in his oversized coat, who was positioned very close to his bride, still trying his luck.
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When the guy finally got down, the bus conductor attacked him. “” Oga, try spread that your coat for sun if you reach house. And if you no get money for canfor, come make I borrow you. Yeye man”
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This time, Henry, the guy beside me laughed so hard tears stood in his eyes. Everyone laughed too. My soul enjoyed some good laughter today.
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