It's 9'OClock in the morning says the masculine voice on the radio
lying beside the face of my seeming lifeless body that lay on the bed
which was covered by a color changed bed-sheet and guarded by a mosquito
net stained with blood on various spots.
Smack! On my face,in
attempt to kill that devoted blood sucking vampire.That's right,I am a
mosquito hunter.It was undoubtedly a job well done for me.Just then,i
wore a smirk on my face as if my sensory neurons were asleep at the
moment- I couldn't care less,Batman had just got joker busted afterall.
The drama had ended and I was back on my steep state.Another lonely day
to fists bump.My siblings had been taken away from me by their school
bus's driver.Mom and Dad had gone to work as well.
What silly things
would i do to wriggle myself out of these sun conscious hours,I thought
to myself.These days keep on reincarnating just to punish my
well-being,I said,obviously sounding sentimental.
Just about
then,my nose began to dance.It was that familiar aroma that made my
mother's delicious meals seem tasteless.I wasn't sure where it crept out
from but i was up to find today.
.I quickly washed my face,rinsed my mouth with a toothpaste and raced downstairs on my pyjamas,leaving the house open.
I followed the aroma down the street,sniffing the air like a bull-dog,mindless of who looked.
The concentration of the flavoured air got stronger as i got to the entrance of a narrow road,3 blocks away from my house.
With excitement,I headed through the bushy road, just to pop out of the other end and see wierd written all over the place.
It was a woman breastfeeding her little one and by her side were two
other kids that seemed to be twins,playing Rock-Paper-Scissors.And
finally_just beside the thatched house which was the weirdest thing
there, was the cooking food.
I Chuckled,"I am sorry ma'm but i think
i lost my way" I said.But to my utmost surprise,she said"oh,hy
there,youre just in time for breakfast".I have prepared achicha with
abacha decorated with assorted meat,I sure you will like it,She
continued.
Change of plans,I had to taste this.I smartly acted
reluctant but i was sure hiding my drool which the assassinating aroma
impelled
She handed the baby to me and quickly dished the food.I
finished the first plate before she sat down.I went for another,6th
round and i wasn't stopping there.What seemed really crazy was that she
was happily giving me more,each plate filled with meat.Though I felt her
reaction towards me was indisputable,I really didn't care if I was
being used for some sort of ritual.The meal was too delicious to die
for.
Next minute, she got inside the house and came out with a
different wrapper,handed the baby to me and dashed out with the twins
.Before i could call out to her,her shadow had already exited the
background.
Well,I guess she will be back,maybe they are out to buy drinks,i said to myself.
I put the baby aside and dished myself more food. finally,I was
dripping,so i stopped to eat.I played with the baby until my language
changed to "GuguhGahgah".It was 2'0clock and they weren't back. I began
to think how a family living in a thatched house could prepare such a
rich meal filled with meat with such a huge pot.It's been a couple of
hours and the baby hadn't cried.I became indignant when it clocked
3'0clock.It was time for my siblings to get back. I began to soliloquize
angrily. The baby stared at me with contempt as if i had gone mad.I
immediately caught cold,how could an earth newbie give me such looks?...
I had waited an extra hour and nobody came through the bush narrow
road. I was gonna run for my dear life but i couldn't leave the baby
there. My conscience bit me but the baby seemed all bossed up.This was a
horror movie,my siblings would be really mad at me.Thoughts plied my
mind.
6pm and no one showed up.I had become a scapegoat.I laughed
at myself.How would my parents understand this bull story if i took the
baby home?,how would God judge me if I abandoned the baby and took to
my heels.My laughter soon turned to tears.
This is the 49th day
and the world's best cook hasn't returned. Boredom had indirectly got me
a job.A father at 17 was record breaking .
These days,anywhere I perceive an aroma, I quickly grab my son and change a time zone.
#BoredomMatters
•ClintNlechi•
