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The Sand and The Stone

Two friends were walking through the desert.

At a point in the journey, They had an argument and one friend slapped the other in the face.

The one who got slapped was Hurt, without saying anything he wrote on the sand:
“TODAY MY BEST FRIEND
SLAPPED ME IN THE FACE”.

•They kept on working until they found an Oasis,where they decided to take a bath•

The one who got slapped in the face got stuck in the mire and started drowning, his friend Saved him.

After he got recovered from the near drowning he wrote on a stone :
“TODAY MY BEST FRIEND SAVED MY LIFE”

The friend who slapped and then saved his best friend then asked,
“AFTER I HURT YOU, YOU WROTE IN THE SAND AND NOW I SAVED YOU, YOU WRITE ON A STONE, WHY?”

The friend replied
“WHEN SOMEONE HURTS US WE SHOULD WRITE I T DOWN IN SAND, WHERE WINDS OF FORGIVENESS CAN ERASE IT AWAY.
BUT, WHEN SOMEONE DOES SOMETHING GOOD FOR US, WE MUST ENGRAVE IT IN STONE WHERE NO WIND CAN EVER ERASE IT”.

LEARN TO WRITE
YOUR HURTS IN
THE SAND AND TO
CARVE YOUR
BENEFITS IN STONE.

TAKE THE TIME TO LIVE!
DO NOT JUST VALUE THE THINGS YOU HAVE IN YOUR LIFE, BUT VALUE
WHO YOU HAVE IN YOUR LIFE !

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Rescued by God. Episode 4

Raymond (I found out after much snooping around) was a graduate from the university of Ghana. Coincidentally he studied Microbiology too and he was the best graduating student in his department. He had graduated two years earlier but he opted to do his masters first, in Industrial microbiology at Columbia university, Columbia before coming back to Nigeria to Serve under the NYSC scheme.

Ray (as I began to call him later on) had intimidating looks, He was Tall, Dark, masculine in every way, He had grey eyes and dark curly short hair. The minute I saw him, I felt butterflies in my stomach. Mehn! The guy looked like a god. I was proud to have him as My assistant. With him by my side I knew we (my platoon) were headed for victory.

We became fast friends, We talked a lot about microbiology, comparing the educational standard of Ghana and Nigeria, Finding out why I decided to major in The Medicals and Him, in the Industrial. He gave me gist about Columbia, the school, the environment, the food, the girls etcetera.
He was an half-cast (partly Texan, partly Nigerian), So he talked a lot about his Texan Family.
Listening to him talk was Pure Bliss. He had a nice voice with an underlying Baritone. He was a good listener as he was a good talker.
I was In-Love in no time.
But I made sure I didn’t dwell or even accept that fact because camp would end and we might be posted to different parts of Lagos. I didn’t want such a strain to start a relationship. I wanted to date someone close by, very close by. Though, I might have considered it (because it’s Ray), I wasn’t going to because Girls were always flocking around him. Even in camp, it was like I was amongst the girls competing for his attention.

Camp did finish, we all went home for about a week, after which we returned to collect our letters of Posting.
I was Posted to Festac Grammar,Lagos state and I stayed in one of the Blocks of Flats at 21 road at Festac, Lagos.

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Heart broken |my Boyfriend and Best friend doing things

“My bestfriend and My boyfriend they play me and they no send”

Psquare’s song keeps ringing in my head as I think of the latest traumatising event in my life.

••••••••••••••••••••••

I had a Fixed class that saturday morning by 7am, so I woke up very early and left my hostel…
*Annoyingly, the class didn’t start till 10am.
So I spent the three hours preceding the class sleeping (c’mon na, wasn’t my fault, I slept late cause I was reading o and then had to wake early •shrugs•), and pinging (with my boo hehe).

•••
Immediately the lecturer left the class, I packed my books and ran out. My mind was already in my hostel (my boyfriend was in my room, – had been there for about an hour and half – my bestie was keeping him company though •Thank God• ).

••Immediately I got to my room, I felt funny.
My door was locked, so I knocked and my friend opened the door (only, it took her more time than normal to open the door) as a result, the funny feeling intensified a bit, but I deliberately decided against dwelling on it (turned out to be a wrong move).
When I entered inside, Josh (my boyfriend) was fast asleep (I think this fact calmed me down #smh), so I just chatted with Ann (my bestfriend) and then she said she was going to bathe, that she had choir rehearsals to Go for and that she was only still around because she didn’t want to leave Josh alone (”awww, that’s so sweet dearie” I said to her).

She left, I got a little bored so I jumped on Josh’s body in an attempt to wake him up.
The ‘cutie’ grudgingly woke up and bounced on me (I’m blushing at the memory).
We fought, laughed and he started kissing me (the rest is history …hehe *winks*).

He left ‘later later later’ after much ado (*winks*)
Ann came, gisted me about rehearsal, we cooked, ate and slept.

* That saturday passed, didn’t go back to it.

•.•.•UNTIL

A week later…

I was looking for my material desperately, Ann wasn’t around to help me search.
I had scattered every where scatterable, searched everywhere searchable yet I couldn’t find it.
I was already pissed.

I moved over to Ann’s personal bag to check ( at this point I didn’t care where I was checking provided I found what I was looking for).
In the process of searching, I found her dairy.

I couldn’t resist opening it ( latest conc mistake). I saw lots of interesting stuffs (hehe, sweet – at that point o) and yes! I had a deeper insight about my friend.

I kept reading and then I got to a page dated ‘4th May 2013’ (the day I had that fixed class).
I started reading and I got to part that said “Josh looked really good, I was horny and he was looking at me like he had something on his mind. I knew nothing Should happen cause of Jopesi but… I’m terribly attracted to him and everytime I see him with Jopesi I get a little jealous.
Jopesi is my best friend and I can’t betray her but… I was still having this huge fight with my conscience when I noticed he was closer to me.
Yes! You must have guessed, He kissed me and I responded, Gosh! it was the best kiss I had ever had. I couldn’t stop kissing him and when his hands touch my breasts every thought and concern about Jopesi left my mind – Only thing I could think about was Josh.
We made out ‘intensely’, my clothes were already off (totally), his shirt had come off too, his zipper was down and he was about to remove his trouser when I heard a knock (I’m sure after the person who turned out to be Jopesi had knocked like thrice already).
Sweat broke out already, I was nervous I had no idea how she’d react to the close door or to the the fact that I didn’t answer immediately.
*While I was panicking, Josh had already dressed up, he whispered he was going to pretend he was sleeping ( he did it perfectly well).
I just packed my clothes into my wardrope, tied towel and opened the door to face my fate”

•.•Mehn! When I read it, I was mad, hurt and at the same time I felt nothing (no surprise though that I crammed the whole thing word for word)…

I read on, and she talked about her bad she felt immediately she realised what had happened, that she cried her heart out while bathing. She said, she almost didn’t want to come back to the hostel after rehearsal cause she didn’t know if she’d be able to stand seeing me. Summary is *She felt bad*.

But…

SHE NEVER TOLD ME!

AND NEITHEER DID JOSH!

Aaaaaaarrrgggghhhh! I’m mad, hurt, I feel …
( Tears keeps dropping ), my heart is heavy.

~~~I haven’t told them I know about what happened but everytime I see any of them I feel …
They still carry on like nothing happened.. Aaaarrrgggh!

I dnt know what to do right now. I fear if I talk to them about it I’d kill someone.
I love them both still, but its painful.

Who do I blame more?
Josh? For coming unto her and then making out with me too after she had left (can you imagine the kind of mind he has? Kai!)
Or
Ann for betraying our friendship and submitting to her desire and never telling me about it (shoot! I eat with this girl, bath with her, sleep with her – like sleep in the same room with her *hehe* ).
Isn’t best friends supposed to be the one’s to comfort us when our spouse messes up? *sighs*

Dunno!
Both I still love them both alot.
I’m hurt, but no strength and urge to get angry and do something to them.

HELP!!!

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Best Of Both Worlds (Part3)

•••the two girls were talking to me but not to themselves. Aargh! I got tired of been at the middle. •••

So I decided to go and buy the noodles.

I got money from my purse, told them I’d be back in 5mins, that I wanted to go downstairs and get noodles and egg to cook for us three.

On my way out, I slipped the key into my pocket.
Got out of the room and locked the door with key (silently though).

I sent both of them each a text message telling them that I had locked them inside and that I won’t open the door until they either kill themselves or they settle. I didn’t care how long it took.

••i went to a friend’s room in the same hostel though to wait••

I later heard that…
¤The laptop Fox was using to watch film died, Jo finally finished the book she had been to reading for 2mnths now. So with nothing to do, they fell asleep, woke up and I wasn’t still ready to get them out.
After a while, they became very hungry, Jo soaked garri for herself, Fox did too.
Then they slept again (still without a word to each other).
Jo woke up first, by then, PHCN had brought the light, so she carried the laptop and started watching film.

Fox woke up and got pissed Jo carried the laptop. An argument ensued, Fox was like she has the right to the computer because she was the one using it before they slept. Jo said, it was not with anybody when she carried it.
The argument got more intense, pillows started flying, eventually ‘their issue’ came up. In the process of talking about it, they fought (no broken bones sha) and then settled (after 10hours of locking them in the room. Whew!)

I came back after an hour of begging from both of them( I needed to form small na).
Mehn! When I saw my room, I almost collapsed. It was a total mess (the terrible thing was I had taken time to arrange it that morning).
I somehow managed to maneuver myself and the room key outside again, forcing them to arrange my room (Yes of cause! They can’t give me that kind of extra work na Haba!)

Yeahah! We became ‘three friends’ again.
They now even became closer, so I’m now the other friend. (#issorai).

Thank God though, I was able to get the best of both worlds again(intact n intimate).