Acting like the perfect gentleman, Xavier hastily opened the door and stepped aside to let Annie in. He made a mental note to kick himself when he was alone, because he had been grinning from ear to ear like a Cheshire cat. He looked up and caught Annie looking at him in a strange manner; … Continue reading Love in Paris 3
He got to the portharcourt airport by 6:30pm and boarded his flight after going through security. He was going to to take a night flight which was scheduled for 9pm, from the murtala mohammed international airport in Lagos to Paris. It took about 75mins to get to lagos and then he was off to Paris. … Continue reading Love in Paris 2
It was a beautiful morning, the sky was clear and it looked so beautiful. Xavier Opubo couldn’t recall the last time he had seen such a clear and beautiful sky. It had been raining cats and dogs this past few months It was as if the weather conditions in the city, had been programmed to … Continue reading Love in Paris
Where is she? I look around,but i can’t see her Can’t even catch a glimse Your wars and destruction have driven her from us She couldn’t bear to see her, children fighting and killing each other Her reassuring and beautiful smile, was gone even before she left Her beautiful color, had gone pale over the years Now her children cry for the chaos that rules them Echoes of crying and weeping Screams of the victims of cold wars Where is peace? We need her We can bring her back Yes, yes we can We just need to stick together We need to stop the wars and the unneccessary killings Then she would return And make our lives better
Graham was still in shock as he sat in the living room contemplating between calling is wife or her parents. He couldn’t still come to terms with the fact that she asked for a divorce, muchless the fact that she left with the kids. How can she just serve him divorce papers and just leave … Continue reading Love Rekindled Part 2
Graham Otunba stood staring out the window in his office. It was a usual habit of his, appreciating the picturesque view outside. It brought him peace of mind and helped recollect his thoughts. But on this particular day, he wasnt getting any relief neither was he enjoying the view. He was confused and heart broken. Funke his heartbeat and mother of his kids was leaving him, her lawyer had served him the divorce papers this morning. He couldnt help but wonder, where things had gone wrong in his marriage of 18years. He thought he had been the best husband a wife could ever have, a loving father. A man who would gladly give his life for his family. ”Sir, sir,” his secretary Gbemi called out. He turned with a scowl on his face. ”What is it?” ”The board meeting is about to start, sir.” she replied. ”I’ll be there shortly,” he said. He had totally forgotten about the annual boardmeeting. He wished he could miss it, but it was impossible. ”I hope i made the right decision,” Funke said to herself has she packed her clothes into the suitcase. She had hoped things wouldn’t get to this point. She loved Graham, but she wasnt sure he loved her anymore or if he even loved their kids. He spent more time working, than he did with them. She had spent so many lonely nights wishing and praying for her husband to come to her, but that never happened. She had tried talking to him about it, but he kept giving excuses. Saying he was working to give her and the kids the best. Her parents had warned her not to even consider divorce, her friends had told her to endure and had even adviced her to see a marriage counselor. But Graham refused, saying there was nothing wrong with their marriage. She heard her kids come into the room and quickly wiped the tears from her face. ” Why are we packing mommy?” Bisola her eldest daughter asked, with a frown on her face. ”We are going to live with your aunt Ireti for a while,” she said with a smile on her face. ”What?” Her son Dayo exclaimed. ”Have you talked to dad about this?” he continued, with a stern look on his face. She was surprised by her sons reaction, he always acted too old for his 15years. But she didnt expect this.”You heard me.” ” Your dad knows about this,” she lied. ”But you didnt mention any of this, why are just telling us today?” He said with a scowl on his face. ”I wanted it to be a surpr….” ”This is one hell of a surprise,” he replied without letting her finish. ”Now you listen young man,you don’t talk to me in that manner and dont use that kind of word again.” ”We are leaving and thats that,” she said with a firmness, that told her children she was serious. ”Yay, i can’t wait to see Dami,” Eremi her last child said with excitement as she ran out of the room. ”I guess i have to go and finish parking then,” Bisola said with an indifferent look on her face, as she left the room. ”Am sorry mom, i didnt mean to be rude,” ”Its just so sudden, and i dont believe you’ve told dad.” Dayo said with a sad and knowing look on his face. ”I know its sudden, and am sorry for lying,” ”But its for the best.” she replied. ”I’ll go and finish pack.” he said. Tears streamed down her face, as she sat watching her son leave the room. He was just a teen, but he understood what was going on. He also missed his father and has been acting out because of that. Graham got home and found the place quiet. He was usually welcomed by his last child Eremi, but nobody came to greet him. He called out, but got no reply.
Its funny how life kicks you in the butt, and leave you wondering what went wrong or what you should have done differently. These are the thoughts that keep running through my head. I could hear the voice calling from afar, it seemed so distant. Like a lonely cry in the desert. That voice sounds … Continue reading Memoirs of a Punching bag