THE DILEMMA (Introduction)

THE DILEMMA (Introduction)

A loveless life is a living death.
– English Proverb

As I continued putting pen on paper bloating my ink, the memories that continues erupting in my head keeps alarming me knowing I want to say everything just as it is, the tears just keeps dropping from my already flooded eyes, eyes that has seen life, life in just so short a years.
But before I start, I have to make some truths known … just as it were …
Once in a city in the outskirts of a faraway land lies two lovers … so in love. Below is the conversation that ensued:

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Ada : How much I love you Isa
Isa : I do love you too my darling
Ada : Hmm … my love, do you think our kind of love is normal?
Isa : How do you mean?
Ada : Just thinking anyway, just that things are not just going the way its supposed to
Isa : And what … ?
Ada : And I’m scared Isa … I’m really scared …
Isa : Of what?
Ada : Of what might happen of course … the unknown
Isa : I’ve told you times without number not to think like that again … you just be calm okay, all will be well
Ada : Are you sure my love?
Isa : Of course I am
Ada : I believe you anyway … you know I love you
Isa : I love you too my dear.
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Meanwhile at home, Ada’s mum have been waiting impatiently for her to return “where could Ada be at this hour of he day?”, she asked herself as she paced around the house in which she resides with her three children. So many things was going through her mind at the same time. Uncontrollable tears flowed down as she recalls the bitter-sweet memories of which her life has been associated with.
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She reminisced of how she met her husband of whose memories brought smiles to her face. She immediately bursted into tears when she remembered that Emeka was no more. How could Emeka have left her like this with three grown up children to cater for. The flashback was short but it rekindled the smile on her wrinkled face.
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It was long then, in her village in Umuaka, a surburb of the very popular Araka town in her State then. She had been a maiden and a very pretty one at that. She has had so many proposals from men from different tribes, various statures and professions which she had whole-heartedly declined. She was the envy of other maidens and no-one could really look at her without taking a second look again. She really was so beautiful. Very few did not know that she wasn’t a princess because her carriage was very high and her dressing distinct she was a glory to look upon, no wonder even now, some people still thinks that she is Ada’s sister even though she’s her first child.
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Emeka was a very handsome young man, tall and huge and of course, pleasing to the eyes. He had come on a visit to Umuaka village in search of his childhood friend. She knew at the instant that there was something more to this young man as the attraction she felt was sudden and shocking to her herself. The impulse was electrifying and her resistance melted at the instant, this she knew was not ordinary, it was more than normal.
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He was riding a bicycle on the not-so-smooth muddy road of Umuaka after a very tiring journey from Ogbe, a neighbouring village to Umuaka. He was on his way to see Ekanem, his very close friend way back in his growing-up years, who was residing in one of its surburbs. Ekanem was a youth corper and was serving his motherland in Umuaka.
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Meanwhile, Emeka was on a holiday to visit his parents in Ogbe when he got the message that Ekanem was in Umuaka. He was so excited that he untied his father’s bicycle from the old palm tree from which it was tied, oiled it and then began on his journey. As he cycled the wheels, he wondered why the paths have remained the same for so many years, as hardly could a wheelbarrow be pulled across it because of its narrowness. The out-grown bushed across the narrow paths too did not help matters as they continually bruised his legs as he rode.
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Little did he know that fate has a way of doing things, after a long ride into Umuaka village, Emeka was so weak that he stopped for a moment to relax. He has never been on a journey as funny and tiring as this before, he smiled to himself. The experience just made him to remember his childhood days of how he and his friends would play from his town to Umuaka, how then did a bicycle ride make him tired, he chuckled. It has been a while he reminisced. After his trip to the big town, he has not been home till now. “Oh, how time flies”, he thought.
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Being so hungry, he looked for a cool spot and tied the bicycle under a cocoa tree outside Eke’s compound in the border of Umuaka town. Strolling carefully on the roads of Umuaka, barely mid-afternoon with the scorching sun, he found a bean-cake seller. Sitting there with bean-cake in mouth and some palm-wine to quench his burning taste, did he see two ladies walking by.
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His heart skipped and the calabash dropped from his left palm. He was brought to consciousness by the bean-cake seller who she shook him by his right shoulder thinking he was at the verge of collapsing.

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This was the beginning of the journey that has left her generations miserable. Ifeoma now wished she had not married him. She wished fate had not brought them together. She wished she had not fallen in love with him. She wished … oh, how she had wished that so many thinks had not happened.

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Beauty is the wisdom of women. Wisdom is the beauty of men.
-English Proverb



21 thoughts on “THE DILEMMA (Introduction)” by boomingsols (@boomingsols)

  1. A nice story within a story.
    However, i noticed quite a lot of typos and tense mix-ups. You need to edit this.

  2. Thanks Lade … can you kindly highlight the shortcomings so I can take note?

    1. “As I continued putting pen on paper bloating my ink, the memories that continue(s) erupting in my head keep(s) alarming me knowing I want to say everything just as it is, the tears just keep(s) dropping from my already flooded eyes, eyes that has (have) seen life, life in just so short a years (life in such few years).

      Meanwhile at home, Ada’s mum have (has) been waiting impatiently for her to return “where could Ada be at this hour of he day?”, she asked herself as she paced around the house in which she resides with her three children. So many things was (were) going through her mind at the same time. Uncontrollable tears flowed down as she recalls (recalled) the bitter-sweet memories [of which] her life has been associated with.”

      Just a few, maybe another person can point out the others.

  3. Thanks Lade … “life in just so short a years” as I wrote was intentional …

    Thanks for the tense mixups … noted!

    Thanks once again!

  4. This has potentials but it really needs to be edited, the errors are obvious and they distort the reading.

    1. Thanks scopeman … I’ll see to that. Thanks once again!

  5. This sure has potential.A lot has been said about the typos and mix up with tenses.
    There’s this place I noticed

    ‘She reminisced of how she met her husband of whose memories brought smiles to her face. She immediately bursted into tears when she remembered that Emeka was no more. How could Emeka have left her like this with three grown up children to cater for. The flashback was short but it rekindled the smile on her wrinkled face.’

    I get confused a little.How can someone burst into tears and smile at the same time?

    1. YOU HAVE NEVER EXPERIENCED THE KIND OF PAIN THAT COMES FROM A LOVE LOST…

      THEN YOU WOULD UNDERSTAND HOW IT IS THAT THE SUN CAN BE SHINNING EVEN WHEN IT IS RAINING.

      1. Thanks Seun for your little explanation of the situation stated above … its a pain no one can er\ase except one decides to … but really, can we? … ‘coz the memories remain forever … even if we pretend no to care about it … may God help us!

    2. Hmm … Lawal … you ought not to get confused you know … the thought of their meeting was unusual and romantic anyway -THIS WAS THE CAUSE OF THE FLASH (let me keep that for the latter). The present situation was what brought tears to her eyes – THE TEARS… about the state her husband has now left her (that shows the extent at which she really do loved him … hmm … ) … that was why it was just a flash.

      This normally happens in different situations especially when someone is hurting – the cause being that when the thought of the good times flashes in and then he present dawns (that the 2 parties are no more), then the character in question may burst into tears – that was exactly what happened.

      Hope you understand now …

  6. HAVING SAID THAT…

    APART FROM ALL THE OBSERVATIONS…I LIKE THE WAY YOU’RE WRITING THIS…IT MAKES ME FEEL LIKE I’M WATCHING SIN CITY ALL OVER AGAIN…YOU KNOW…HOW ONE INCIDENT IS A COMPOSITION OF SEVERAL INCIDENTS…

    YOU WRITE WELL.

    1. Thanks Seun … and you know that this actually is going to be my first major story.
      Thanks once again for your observation!

      1. … and encouragement !!!

  7. Fred .C. Nwonwu (@Fredrick-chiagozie-Nwonwu)

    Like it, very much. I noticed the typos too. I think it comes from not having someone else read your work, do look into that. Nice way to start though, tells of more intrigue to come.

    1. Thats true Fred … thats why we have this kind of avenue … Thanks all the same … I appreciate!

  8. Love the story so far. Take note of the observations the others have mentioned. Good job.

    1. Thanks Uche … I will … Thanks for appreciating it!

  9. @boomingsols always got a soulful of stories. Really enjoyed it. So?

  10. Thanks @Jaywriter … hmmm … Thanks for enjoying it …

  11. Beautiful story Boomingsols, it definitely has potential.
    Do let someone go through your stuff for you before you post, ok? It helps; really.
    I think that when we say a person’s handsome, it could also pass as being pleasing to the eye. That makes that particular line repetitive.

    Will be looking forward to the rest!

  12. …take note of d corrections. I enjoydd the story. Adding my ‘thumbs up’

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