Caffeine Alert.

Caffeine a central nervous stimulant, is one of the most abused (directly or indirectly) stimulants today. It is commonly found in energy drinks, soft drinks, caffeinated and decaffeinated coffee, some over the counter pills and the rest. Though, consuming caffeine helps prevent some disease and certain cancers by serving as protective agent, but consuming a harmful dosage of it can be harmful or worse lead to death of an individual. According to Mayo Clinic, “up to 400 milligrams of caffeine a day appears to be safe for most healthy adults”. That is the equivalent of around four cups of coffee

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Coke addicts, coffee addicts,energy drink addidcts please beware of this little angel but big devil….its fun consuming it but the baggage that comes with it aint so much fun, that’s if you survive it…. Unfortunately Davis Cripe did not.

Late Davis Cripe (may his soul rest in perfect peace), a 16-year old boy, having consumed 3 caffeinated drinks (a large Mountain Dew, a latte and an energy drink) collapsed in class under two hours.  According to sky news report; “It was ruled that the student died after his heart fell out of rhythm due to the amount of caffeine ingested into his system over such a short period of time. And it was believed that the last drink caused the cardiac arrhythmia (irregular heartbeat) which led to his death an hour later”.

To the Cripe family….I’m sorry for your loss. To the rest of us still living, please its time to take precautions towards our caffeine intake as we do alcohol and/or cigarretes.

WORLD OF A RECLUSE 7

Its 10am and Tamuno is still snoring in bed, I’m five minutes awake and tempted to wake her but think against it, knowing how grumpy she get when she’s woken abruptly, nah! I don’t think I can put up with her grumpiness today. My phone starts to ring and I rush at it, it’s definitely Jon with his funny accent telling Tamuno and I we are behind schedule, well he should know it is not easy working with ladies.
“Hey, good morning”, I hear a familiar male voice, not Jon’s but familiar, but I didn’t give anyone this number, I’m racking my head when I hear a soft laugh from my callers end, “It’s Desmond, we met at the beach”, my  heart skips a beat.
“Oh, Hi Desmond”, I’m short of words, no totally out of words; so I keep quiet and wait for a cue to start a conversation.
“Slept well?” he asks after few seconds of silence.
“Yeah I did, did you? I respond.
“So, I kind of enjoyed our little chit-chat yesterday and I really hope to see you before you leave for Nigeria” he says totally ignoring my question.
“We didn’t talk long enough for you to call it a chit-chat” I roll my eyes
“I know I’m sorry” he laughs. “That’s just the first word that popped into my head Hun”
“Uhh it’s Mirabel, not Hun”
“Pardon me then” he said without a hint of irritation in his voice, maybe over there he has a deep frown with an arched eyebrow in a  way that says, “what is wrong with this child?”
“Ok” I simply say.
“I really would love to see you again though, what do you say? Let me take you out to Lunch or dinner tomorrow, we can make it today if you don’t have plans already”

“Actually, I’m working with a tight schedule”, I say this with my head high, feeling all important.
“I thought you were here on vacation”, he asks.
“Well yeah, still on a tight schedule. But….i can spare an hour of my time tomorrow” I wouldn’t blame him if I get a sarcastic answer, even I can’t stand myself sometimes.
“Ok, you should bring your friend along. I wouldn’t want her all lonely in your absence”
Oh my! I almost forget T, “she definitely would never let me off on my own with some strange man in some strange land, bring a friend too, that’s if you don’t mind”
“That’s the plan Hun, I’m sorry, Mirabel” I can hear him smile, ask me how? I don’t know but I hear it.
“Alright, have a productive day miss”
“Thank you” I hear the click and put down my phone.
My sleeping beauty, more like sleeping grizzly bear has stopped snoring but still has drool plastered on her soft cheeks, I look at the time and its almost 10:20am, where is Jon  to start with?
“Tight schedule huh? Tamuno says with a yawn escaping her mouth.
“Yeah, little miss eaves dropper” I snap.
“I couldn’t help listening; your gestures were so loud, louder than your voice”
“Ok you are annoying, I wonder how people put up with you, oh no, there’s no people, it’s just me and I might probably head to the gallows soon” miss grumpy grizzly bear up to no good again.
“That makes two of us” she fires back
“Go take a shower T and call Jon, would you? She rolls her small eyes at me, she’s cute in the morning, her weaves standing from its edges like she got struck by lightning and her makeup from yesterday all smudgy due to her many turns in her sleep, I wonder why a sane person would sleep with make up on.
“Call him yourself, you can use my phone, I’m hungry” she has a cute pout on her face and I’m not angry anymore.
“Take a shower, I’ll call for breakfast” her face brightens and she rushes in the bathroom with her hands in th air, I chuckle then head to phone to make two phone calls; one for breakfast and the other to Jon.
Lion cubs are so cute, I want one!!!! Maybe I should get my own mini or petting zoo, but hey! God is awesome, I’m a Nat Geo Wild fan, in fact it’s my favorite channel but watching it on a 3D television has got nothing on seeing everything for real. Tamuno is a little frightened though, we get to the monkeys cage and they are chattering loudly, I turn sharply at her.
“Oh my, why didn’t you tell me that this is a reunion?”
She looks puzzled, obviously not getting the point, “reunion?” she asks.
“With your family” I say with a laugh while clasping my hands. “They are so happy to see you baby, welcome home”
Jon chuckles beside her and she rushes at me, this gets the monkeys a little more excited, it feels like they are encouraging us to fight. I hold her by both arms and push her forward, monkeys aren’t so ugly though.
We see an Elephant too, and I get kissed by one, cute huh? Yeah, super cute Dumbo kisses me with his trunk .Everything is perfect, nature is beautiful, and God is amazing.
Getting back to the hotel, I’m exhausted. We both take showers and go for dinner with Jon, who we are becoming friends with,he’s pretty cool. Talking and laughing with Jon, who I must say has a great sense of humor I spot a familiar face, walking towards us, oh my God, it’s Desmond!
“Hi, fancy meeting you here, quite a pleasant surprise” he says as he approaches us, he is wearing a suit, I look down at his feet, very nice shoes, dressing rate: 100%, a year ago I would be certain its destiny bringing Desmond and I together, matter of fact I would conclude in my head that we are meant to be but I’m grown now, I still have destiny ringing in my head, ok maybe I’m not so grown.
“Hello Desmond”, I say with a smile. He pulls out a chair and joins us, “Hello Tamuno” he says, this time pronouncing it like “teemunare”
“It’s Tamuno” she corrects him without the hint of a smile.
“Oh, I’m sorry” he says looking apologetic, I roll my eyes at T, “pardon the man now, would you?” I mouth to her.
“Its fine” she said maintaining her straight face.
He smiles at Jon and they both exchange pleasantries, after which he joins us. Jon looks at his watch almost immediately and says he should call it a day, he smiles at us-he is beautiful when he smiles- and gives Desmond a handshake before leaving. Tamuno starts yawning and says she is tired as well, I give her a “don’t leave me look” but she looks away.
“It was good seeing you again Desmond, but I’m tired and I need to catch some sleep” she comes to my ear and whispers, “don’t go anywhere with him” I chuckle and nod my head. She gives Desmond a straight look before making for the staircase.
“She’s really protective huh?” he says
“I’m sorry?” I raise an eyebrow
“Tamuno, your friend” he pronounces her name right this time.
“Well yeah, trusting people is hard these days, plus my parents put me in her care”
“Your government would come after me if I do you any harm” he says assumingly
“Ever heard of Chibok girls?” I ask
“What now?” he asks with his eyebrow rose, with a liittle grin
“Ok, bring back our girls?”
He is clearly amused now, obviously getting the point. I am proudly Nigerian though but the #BBOG thing gained us a lot of attention, negative attention. He chuckles then takes my phone, I’m confused, and he slides it open, takes a selfie and hands it back to me.
“Here, send this out to anyone you would call in case of an emergency, I’m safe Mirabel”, he’s grinning from ear to ear, I’m amused too but hold a straight face: joker!
I shake my  head, “I’ve seen this in a movie”
He shakes his head too and chortles, “how are you?”
“I’m good, great, went to the zoo today, first time ever” I can’t contain my
Excitement; I get goose bumps just thinking of today’s event. Desmond is smiling and listening to me intently, I catch myself and clear my throat.
“I’m sorry, I get really chatty when I’m excited” I take a sip from my already lukewarm diet coke, he’s still looking at me with a smile, ok maybe he is a little weird, I clear my throat again and raise an eyebrow.
“It’s cute, tell me about yourself Mirabel” he says with a smile, he is pretty though.
We talk about ourselves, I tell him about me, he tells me about him, we talk a little about Tamuno too and guess what, he’s Nigerian, with a South African mom though, visited a few times before and after his dad died. From what I see and notice, Desmond is cool, pretty cool, but then my instincts are always questionable, I’m not catching feelings though, this road clearly leads to nowhere; doesn’t mean I can’t thread its part for the fun of it, it’s a vacation.
We do have a nice time though, and our plan is still on for tomorrow. He kisses me on the cheek and I head back to the room. Oops! I forgot to check out his ride, I laugh at myself at this thought, wo! Tomorrow abeg. Tamuno is fast asleep when I get in the room; I undress and lay beside her….sleep on my doormat already.

WRITTEN BY: MIRIAM EHIS-SULAIMAN

WORLD OF A RECLUSE 6

We arrive at South Africa in good time; Tamuno and I are still not speaking to each other. I must confess, the airport is super beautiful and I can’t help but stare in awe. Not restraining myself, I start to take selfies, and I drag Tamuno for a few too, nobody knows me here after all.  We grin from ear to ear and go back to not speaking to each other after the pictures.
I’m drained by the time we got to our hotel; I lay on the bed as soon as we got to the room. Tamuno Is humming a song, she just wants to piss me off the more but I won’t let her rather I’ll focus on my new environment which is extremely gorgeous. She finally stops humming and sits down next to me; I’m not speaking to her till she apologizes.
“Hey, don’t ignore me while I’m trying to ignore you” she says while hitting my side.
“I’m tired T, stop hitting me” I try to stifle a yawn but it proved itself stronger than my jaws and lets its way out.
“I’m sorry boo, but mehn! You really shouldn’t have called Desmond though”
“I know babe, I know”
We are both quiet and I look at her, she is sound asleep already. I get up and adjust her so she’s laying right, then lay back and join her to sleep.
South Africa, the city of the sun as  they call it is as beautiful as the sun at dawn. Our tour guide Jon is handsome, tall, broad-shouldered, dark skin with perfect dentition.
“You should be a model” was the first thing Tamuno said to him, I seconded with a smile.
“Thank you very much” he said with a funny accent.
He takes us shopping first and as much as I try to restrain myself I still contact the shopping fever, we end up buying stuff that we probably don’t even need, you know when you go shopping and pick stuff because the store attendant tells you it’s cool and stuff, we both fall victims. We feel like queens as Jon takes us around even though I feel like a dwarf beside Tamuno and him.
The next day we go to the beach, it’s my first time at a beach and my dad should not hear of it, he keeps seeing me drown in his dreams, I find it ridiculous whenever he says it; but being at the beach today, I’m amazed at how scared and cautious I am. I don’t even go close to the water, a lot of guys stare at Tamuno;  she’s perfect like a mannequin, standing at above six feet tall, with perfect shape and perfect face. Anyone would notice her before realizing my presence, pretty as she is though she rarely noticed her admirers, she really didn’t care. We sit by at a corner together “sunbathing” but really we are just trying to feel among. We’ve had enough sun in Nigeria to last us five lifetimes, we apply sun screen and lay on our mats with our shades on, I get bored first and take out a novel.
“You don’t read at the beach Hun” a very deep voice from behind me said. I turn around and see this fabulous-looking man with a very gorgeous smile. I smile back at him and drop the book, he comes closer and sits beside me and I turn to face him.
“Hi, I’m Desmond”
Tamuno sneezes behind me, twice, idiot! But really, another Desmond, “I’m Mirabel” I say finally and extend my hand for a handshake, he takes but rather than shake it he kisses it, ok he is a flirt but today I choose to not care.
“Tourist?” he asks.
“Yes, how do you know?” I automatically start fiddling my weave with my finger
“Well you don’t look like you are from around here, where are you from?” he replies with a smile
“Nigeria, How do people from around here, where are you from?” he replies with a smile
“Nigeria, How do people from around here look?” I say with a smile too, playing along in the flirting game.
“Not as hot as you ma’am” he says with a wink.
As stupid as it sounded, I give him a wide grin. “Nice try brother, good luck on your next punch line” I say in my head but still holding my smile. I look towards Tamuno and say, “oh, meet my friend Tamuno, Tamuno this is Desmond”
She sits up and smiles at him; he returns the smile and kisses her hands when she extends it.
“Hey, you are new in town, I can show you two around” his jaw should be hurting from all the smiling already.
“No, we have everything planned, our tour guide is over there” I point towards Jon who is sitting at a stall sipping a margarita.
“We can hang out in the evening, come on let me have your number. In case you change your mind”
I look over at Tamuno, she shrugs and smiles at Desmond, I hand him my phone but he gives me his card so I take his phone, dial my number and hand it back to him.
He winks at me, “nice meting you Mirabel and Tamuno- which he pronounces as Teemuna- I’ll hit you up” he waves goodbye and heads back to his spot.
“Another Desmond, nice one” she laughs.
“Yeah whatever” I roll my eyes.
“He’s cute though” she winks at me.
“That doesn’t look good on you love, but yeah he is cute”
“You should hang out with him though, if he calls. He looks safe”
“Looks can be deceiving my friend, I’m not risking it, we are here to have fun and that’s it” I pick my book and flip through its pages. “Would you come too? Just to be safe”
“Tell him to bring a friend” she says smiling like a happy baby.
“What do we have planned tomorrow?”
“Safari!!!!!” she exclaims and start to giggle, I join in. we both have never been to a zoo all our lives, and are both really excited about our first visit. The fun is just starting, I look over and see Jon heading towards us, smile plastered on his face, walking towards us like he is on a runway, I smile at him too.
“Time to go ladies” he said smiling.
Tamuno and I both get up at the same time; “you really should consider modeling” I say with a wink  and catch myself, he smiles shyly, where did that come from? I shake it off and concentrate on tomorrow, safari!!!!!

WRITTEN BY: MIRIAM EHI-SULAIMAN

WORLD OF A RECLUSE 5

Tamuno spends nearly the whole week shopping, I don’t know but I find it weird and annoying. It’s Weird because we are meant to shop in South Africa and annoying because she is dragging me along on this miserable journey. I can recall her getting on my last nerve a hundred times. Somehow I try to understand her excitement but stop myself, no one should really understand Tamuno unless they need mental help, yes she’s my best friend but I choose sanity.
We finally conclude on our arrangements and are set to take off tomorrow. Truth be told I’m excited too, a little nervous, but mostly excited. Desmond hasn’t called me all week, so I read this meme earlier today that says “life is so simple, why complicate it” you miss someone: call them, love them: tell them and stuff like that, maybe I should follow this principle and take the bold step, I feel like I’m in front of a large audience and they are all encouraging me by shouting, “Go Mimi” so I do it, I pick up my phone and take a deep breath, “come on Mimi, it’s just Desmond” I tell myself. I take my phone and dial his number again, the lines connect and I tap my foot in unison with his ringer, it rings for a while then disconnects, he didn’t take the call, bad as I feel I console myself with the assumption that he is busy at the moment and would call back when he sees my missed call.
I drag myself downstairs to the sitting room, my dad is sitting in his favorite chair (the one facing the television directly) face buried in a newspaper he Is holding with both hands, i move closer and clear my throat, he looks up at me with a frown, his goggles are almost at the tip of his nose making him look like an old principle.  My dad is handsome, for his age and way too conscious of it, standing at six feet, two inches he carries himself with so much pride, I’m a perfect replica of him though I took my mommas height
“We are leaving tomorrow sir, we have finalized our arrangements”, I said with the  straightest face ever, standing at an “at ease” position, an outsider would think I’m an officer speaking to my superior. He sighs and closes his eyes while I roll mine; I’m definitely going to be here till midnight.  I look at the time; it reads 8:49pm, what is wrong with me? Why did I come so early? I’m used to his many sermons anyway.
“Sit down”, he says finally.
I take the chair opposite him, I’m certain at some point of this talk I would doze off and I really don’t want to get caught. As predicted, our monologue ends at some minutes past midnight, I would call it a dialogue but he did all the talking, my only inputs were, “yes, no, amen” so yeah, monologue it is and yaay! I didn’t doze off at any point probably because I made him three cups of tea while his sermon was going on, I’m glad it’s over though.
As the little children our parents still perceive us as, Tamuno and I are taken to the airport by our folks. After checking in our luggage we all sit together at an eatery and listen to our folks talk politics and religion. My phone beeps and I jump, it could be Desmond, but it’s not. It’s Tamuno, “when are they leaving, I’m bored #sadface” I smile at my phone and look over at her, she really looks bored and sleepy so I get up, excuse myself and drag her along with me. We head for the rest room, laughing all the way there, we get a few weird looks from fellow travelers but we don’t care. Finally we hear our boarding announcement and head back to our parents. After hugging them goodbye, I feel a tinge of sadness; I let it linger before shaking it off and boarding the aircraft. Tamuno and I sit by each other, her eyes are closed and both fists clenched, I reach out to them with  the aim of unclenching them, she’s not so comfortable flying.
“It’s ok to be nervous right?” she asks, giving me the puppy look.
“Yes baby, it is. We’ll get there safely, I promise”
“Oh please, you are not the pilot”, she rolls her eyes.
I laugh, “so much for trying to put you at ease”. She’s obviously still nervous and I think of what to do to ease hers anxiety a little, then it hits me, “I called Desmond yesterday”
She turns sharply and gives me a piercing look, “you did what?”
I really want to laugh this off and pretend it was a joke but who would I be fooling, I sigh and look down my laps.
“What did he say?” she asks maintaining the piercing look.
I force a laugh, “he didn’t take it, maybe he was busy or something”
She starts laughing hysterically, calling the attention of a few passengers on board; my cheeks are burning with embarrassment.
“Congrats on making almighty Desmond mightier, I never knew you were miss desperado”
“Hey it’s ok to like someone, care for them and also show them that you do”, I snap at her.
“But hasn’t he shown you it’s not mutual, ladies are meant to be chased by men and not other way round, and that was a desperate move desperado”
Her words sting so bad but I somehow manage to swallow them without spitting back venom, the plane is in motion now and the flight attendants start their description and demonstration of safety measures in case of a crash, I roll my eyes. If the plane crashes, only God can save us. I say a word of prayer, pop a gum in my mouth and listen as the plane slowly maneuvers its way through the runway and then takes off, beside me Tamuno has fallen asleep, so I take a novel out and start to read and in no time join her in dreamland.

WRITTEN BY: MIRIAM EHI-SULAIMAN

Why you should not take a combination of vitamin C and PET drinks: The fact.

Wonder how some Nigerians carry news ehn…once we hear a gist or news, we just start broadcasting it without doing our own research….we don’t even care to know if its false, true or overexaggerated…..can you imagine what a friend said concerning the coke and Vitamin C saga….I quote “Coca cola company produce poisonous drinks just for Nigerians as it contains one chemical found in the drinks produced for our market only”…..I was so annoyed that I felt goosebumps all over my skin….Honestly, the first thing that came to my mind when I read the warning issued by the federal high court was, why would someone take a combination of both in the first place?….I for one never knew Vitamin C was bitter enough to need a soft drink to push it down the throat…..some people though.

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Benzene is used as a preservative in most food and drink products in the form of sodium, potassium or calcium benzoate. Benzene is hazardous due to the carcinogenic nature of the benzene molecule which is formed from the decarboxylation of the preservative (benzoic acid) in the presence of vitamin C, iron or copper under heat or light.

Foods with this preservatives are safe provided you and the retailer are cautious enough… Never buy or drink a soft drink that has been allowed to sit under the sun, especially those containing these chemicals. And please Vitamin C is not bitter….lick it like that.

Also be careful with the way you consume chemical products….consume with caution….different people has different chemical compositions and thus react to things differently…..To those who love taking drugs with drinks……please use water…..that’s still the best.

What you stand to gain by eating banana with groundnut.

I love taking chocolates not because its sweet, but because of the pleasure I derive from it….especially the way my heart melts when it dissolves on my tongue…..God that feeling is bae, but then the rise in dollar has separated us (sad). In my quest of finding myself a new love, I came across this two friends (banana and groundnut). Though at first, it seemed odd and insane to combine both, if it were roasted plantain (Boli) and groundnut now I concur, but this…no freaking way was my reaction. But then you can never know the feeling of something until you try it. I can never forget the first time I tried these babies, it was gross……but then a friend taught me the right way of combing them (eating both together at once, thus allowing the juice to melt on your tongue before swallowing), my God it was awesome. I blessed God for bringing both together and for giving me the priviledge of meeting both. But then as a food scientist, my curiousity set in….what do people tend to derive from this combination? which is complementing which also?

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Even Peter Obi…former governor of Anambra State knows that feeling

So I did my homework and here’s a summary of what you tend to get by combining these two friends;

Apart from fibers which are associated with reduced risk of heart diseases and faster digestion process you tend to get;

  • potassium which helps the body to maintain normal blood pressure and heart functions. Also help with learning by making you more alert
  • vitamin c
  • manganese: helps in the breakdown and digestion of foods
  • vitamin B6
  • vitamin B3 which helps to support the body metabolism
  • copper
  • biotin
  • carbohydrate, needed for energy
  • protein
  • fat
  • phosphorous
  • zinc

In summary I’d say, eating banana with groundnut is not only bae but highly nutritious with both complimemting each other.

REFERENCES AND FURTHER READINGS:

THE WORLD’S HEALTHIEST FOOD: http://www.whfoods.com/genpage.php?tname=foodspice&dbid=7

Nutrients for a Handful of Unsalted Roasted Peanuts: http://www.foodmatters.com/article/25-powerful-reasons-to-eat-bananas

25 Powerful Reasons to Eat Bananas: http://www.foodmatters.com/article/25-powerful-reasons-to-eat-bananas

 

 

WORD OF A RECLUSE 4

My week starts with a call from Tamuno. She sounds excited, well I’m excited too.
“Mirabel!” She screams from her end. If someone were listening, they’d think she just won a lottery.
“T!” I scream back returning her excitement.
“I’ve missed you”, she pronounces it as “milzed” I smile. Tamuno is four months older than I am, but a lot more childish, annoying too. Charming as she is Tamuno she could also be a pest, more like a pest you couldn’t live without. You know how annoying puppies could be but somehow still win you over with their cuteness; that’s a perfect definition of T.
“Baby, mama has missed you more” I mimic her pronunciation of “missed” and we both giggle. “How was your trip?” I added
“It was okay, stressful but okay. I’m on my way to work sef”, Tamuno and I graduated same year, supposed to have served together too. In fact, we had planned on working it to the same state but I had issues, not academic issues; I’m a smart ss. I actually deferred because of Segun. Yeah, love for me isn’t just blind, it’s dumb, deaf and ……stupid. She is done with service and also got retained at her firm, and while she is in the labor market I still hold the “graduate” title, pathetic huh? I know.
“Babe oya gist me, how did it go with Almighty Desmond” she laughs.
“Well, it wasn’t so bad, wasn’t so good. It was normal sha. He took me to a lounge ordered beer and I water.
“Wait, he drinks alcohol. Really?”

“Yeah, he does”
“I thought you didn’t like alcoholics”
“One bottle T, ok two. That doesn’t make him an alcoholic now. Anyways, we talked and we kissed.”
“You don’t sound excited about the kiss, was sup with that”
“Well, I wanted to feel sparks you know, like how I felt with Segun or Denzel or even Anthony”
“OK, there was no spark with Denzel , I remember you spitting all night and even brushing your teeth twice, and you could stay two days without brushing your teeth twice, and you could stay two days without brushing your teeth, my God Mirabel you used to be a pig” we are both laughing hysterically.
I gain composure first, “it was my first abeg, free me.
“Uhh, you complained he had mouth odor and you were sure you had his saliva in your mouth”
“That’s enough now, ok cancel Denzel. Anthony’s kiss was good”
“That’s the only thing you were after, that guy was ugly sha. Ok no one is ugly, he wasn’t near presentable. I still can’t get over his face Mimi, especially when he dyed his hair red…” she is roaring out laughter and I can’t help but join in; I feel tears in my eyes and wipe them off. “Imagine, being so dark and dying your hair red, what was he even thinking? Then he said he worked with a law firm while he was only an undergraduate”
We are both laughing so hard; I could imagine the look on her cab man’s face. I dated Anthony in my third year in school; it wasn’t really a relationship though. He was tall, skinny and dark; he called it ebony Tamuno called him burnt: she’s so childish; I thought he was cute though, like Rich Homie Quan. We dated for a year and some months but saw each other just six times, he had no motivation to see me, he’d always tell me he was busy at work till I found out he was writing post UME exams.
“Don’t over-analyze Mimi, just let things fall into place. If he chases you hard enough, let him catch you. And what about Segun, you gave him two years of your life and he married someone else. Take your mind off it now”
I sigh, maybe I wasn’t totally over Segun, and then I remember Desmond, “He was 20minutes late, didn’t open the door for me, walked in and left me behind and my sandals got stuck to the foot mat and this annoying couple laughed at me”
“I have to go now, I’ll text you when I’m free, Kisses (she said in Falz’s voice). I hear the phone click, she was gone. I sit on my bed and time knew best as it slipped from my arms and flew.
It’s Wednesday and Desmond hasn’t called yet, not even a text from him. Can someone really be so busy? This makes me think of Anthony. I don’t know why but I keep picturing him on a white horse, in a white suit coming towards me with a bouquet just like Tamuno said she had imagined Anthony, I laugh at this thought each time it hit me. Tamuno and I are definitely birds of the same feather, it’s no wonder we flock together.
Another Friday night and as usual I get a call from T, it’s definitely about another party and who would be there. I’m a little reluctant; she always made me feel like I was letting time pass without savoring its taste.
“T, you should really stop calling me with gist and details about your Friday night escapades, grow up would you?” it’s the first thing out of my mouth and I don’t feel sorry until I hear her tone.
“I wish, I’m home” she sounded tired, so unlike her.
“Are you okay?” I asked with concern.
“I’ll be fine, I’m just stressed. Has he called yet?”
“Desmond? No he hasn’t. He is probably busy you know, hustling and stuff” I try to laugh but it sounds more like gaggling”
“No, he’s not. At least he could text. Anyway, it’s his loss”
“Awwww, you think so?” I ask smiling.
“No, did I just say that? No! But he’s a jerk though”.
“He’s cute, he can be anything he wants to be and girls would still dig him”
“Being cute is not an excuse to treat people bad though”
“He hasn’t treated me bad you know, you think I should call him?”
“Oh yes please, maybe he got hit by a bus and screaming at the nurses right now like, Help! I want to talk to Mirabel, my life depends on it”
I shake my head at her imagination, “do you think through the things you say before they come out of your mouth?”
She chuckled and went silent for a few seconds, “sometimes, I honestly don’t”, she starts to giggle and I join in,“You are better than this though” I hear her say from her end, and I picture her serious face and choke down laughter.
“Idiot, thanks babe, we should go out this weekend”
“Yes, main reason I called. I finally got my leave; we should take a trip or something. What do you think of South Africa?”
“Xenophobia land!!” I exclaim.
She hisses from her end, “Xenophobia is old gist, I don’t think it exists anymore. Don’t be like that, would you come with me? Consider it a vacation-like thingy. You know you and me…huh?”
“It is a vacation and I don’t want to spend the whole time scared rather than relax and why do you sound like a man wooing a lady?
She laughs, “Is it working?”
“No, I’m not that jobless T”, actually I am, no job, no source of income, red account, I could go on and on with this list. Right now I have no idea of what I want to do with my life, one reason I’ve been avoiding the social media and staying indoors, seeing people living big and flaunting it was enough to make me want to jump off a pedestrian bridge,don’t get me wrong, I like seeing people happy but its better seeing people happy when you are also happy. “I’m not that jobless T” I repeat.
“Yes you are, I’m sure you’ve been hovering around your phone like a hen to her eggs waiting for Desmond’s call. You need this more than I do, what do you say?”
“Oh no I wasn’t he should go to hell for as long as I care, anyway I’ll think about it”
“Common, don’t be a sissy, it’ll be fun. You’ve been hidden for too long”

“Ok then” I sigh, she’s right I guess.
“Yaaaay! I’ll make the arrangements then. We are going to South Africa!”
I’m not enthusiastic about the journey though, my mind still on why Desmond hadn’t called. Truth is, I do need the trip to take my mind off a lot of stuff, Tamuno is still screaming at her end. I would kill to be so happy.
“T”, I finally say and get her attention immediately. “Do you think Desmond would ever call or is worth this stress?” I hear her sigh, “Time would tell, only time would. But to be honest, I don’t think he is worth the stress, he obviously doesn’t have you on his mind, maybe he does, I don’t know but you’ve had a crush on him for over a year, get over yourself missus. Just take your mind off it, we are going to South Africa be happy!”
She is right though, maybe Desmond isn’t worth thinking about, but in the meantime, I have a trip to plan!!! South Africa here we come!!!

WRITTEN BY: MIRIAM EHIS SULAIMAN

 

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