TITLE: Ogechi and I EPISODE: 2&3
After I had walked some distance away from the park, I got
hungry and stopped by a local restaurant to refresh myself.
“Madam, wetin you get?”
“I get Egusi, I get Dror soup, Oha and Bitter Leaf. I also get
Stew-Rice, Ofe Akpu and Pepper Soup. Which one should I
brought for you?”
“Give me Bitter Leaf.”
“Garri or Akpu?”
“Make I put how many meat?”
“A plate with one meat how much?”
“Ha! Madam ee too cost oo.”
“My son ee no cost oo. Ee go bellefull you well-well.”
“The meat na today meat?”
“Na today meat nah. We no dey do carry over for here oo.”
“Okay oo, oya bring am nah.”
“Okay my son.”
“(Soliloquizing) Inside IMT campus, a plate of food was N150
back in 2008. I don’t know if it has increased by now oo. No
matter the increment, if at all there is any, it won’t be up to
N400. For what? Is that how much I’ll be spending on food?
N800 for two meals a day? From tomorrow, I’ll be eating
inside campus. And I’ll still patronize that my 2008 madam.
At least she knew more than embarrassing me by asking how
many meats I wanted because she know say I no dey chop
After eating, I stayed back to watch television until it was
closing time and I left. I joined a bus that was going to New
Heaven, with no exact destination in mind. When the bus got
to Otigba junction I told to conductor to stop. I stopped
because it is always very lively there and remains so till the
next morning. What made that place lively were the hookers
that normally hung around there waiting to be picked up by
customers. I located a nearby bar and ordered for bottle
water, sat there sipping the water little by little while feeding
my eyes. That became a normal routine for me. During the
day I would go to a valley by Ebano tunnel where water
constantly flowed through an opening on the surface of the
rock to have my bath. That place was more like a stream for
the guys. Girls were only permitted fetch water and leave,
and that only happened when no guy was bathing. If any guy
was bathing, a girl that wants to fetch water would have to
wait some distance away till the guy is through before being
allowed to step in and fetch. The wonderful thing about that
place was that there had never been a rape case there, even
though the environment was conducive enough for that.
Sometimes, there could be up to 20 guys bathing and just
one girl waiting to fetch, yet, no guy would harass her.
Besides that, every other thing you could think of happened
there, from weed smoking to ritual sacrifice all went on there.
Meanwhile, I had not forgotten the purpose for which I
embarked on a journey to Enugu in the first place, so I was
busy trying to find what to do before I ran out of money since
a place to freshen up and a place to spend my nights had
been settled. One day I stumbled into a little café with some
inexperienced workers. From the look of things, the café was
struggling to stand and could not afford paying for the
services of capable hands. I took advantage of that and
offered to render professional service for whatever amount
they could pay. They doubted my capabilities at first and
brought out a typing project with they had at hand and told
me to type. They offered to pay me N50 for each page I
typed, and that motivated me a lot. Omor come see typing!
After my JSSCE exams, my mother had enrolled me in
computer institute, and out of all I learnt, typing without
looking at the keyboard was the lesson I was most
passionate about because I watched American actors do so
in the movies and I so loved it. So when I had the opportunity
to learn about computer, I took it upon myself to study and
master typing. I became a very fast at typing, and as soon as
I had learnt how to type, I stopped going for the computer
lessons. Eventually, I worked with a computer firm where I
acquired the rest of the basic knowledge of computer. So
when I was given this very project to type, I shone very well.
I typed 50 pages within 90 minutes and got N2,500 for it. Oh,
what a wonderful day! They asked me to come again the next
day, as there was still so much to me typed. The typing
lasted for 12 days, after which I was employed as a full time
staff with a monthly pay of N5,000 only. How I wish there
was always something to type. That way, I would make more
money to rent an apartment. Well, no problems. Half bread is
better than none.
One of those days I did a lot at work and was so exhausted.
After dinner I went to my normal spot and bought a bottle of
water. I started sipping the water and feeding my eyes, but
before long, I fell asleep on the chair I sat on. I felt a very
soft hand tapping me on the shoulder. I could tell that
whoever had the soft hand was trying to wake me up, but the
softness of the hand made it seem like a massage to me, so I
lay back and enjoyed it while it lasted. If that hand had
continue to try waking me up in the same manner it started
with, there would have been no end to my slumber. But after
a while of trying to wake me up unsuccessfully, I heard a
slap on my left chick and the soft tone of a gentle voice
screaming; WAKE UP! Immediately, I woke up. I noticed
everyone running helter-skelter. It seemed like there was
chaos, and I started weeping. LORD, PLEASE HAVE MERCY
“What’s wrong with you? The gentle voice which woke me up
I didn’t even pay attention to it. I thought the RAPTURE had
taken place. I was still weeping deeply and asking the Lord
for mercy, and then the soft hand that had slapped me before
did so again. Then I noticed that it belonged to a very pretty
damsel who was squatting beside me as though hiding from
something or someone.
“What is wrong with you? She asked again.”
“Can’t you see that the world has come to an end? I replied.
The saints have been taken up to heaven by the Lord and the
sinners have been left behind. Now we will have to suffer for
not paying attention the commandments of the Lord.”
“I can see that you had so much to drink today. That’s the
only reasonable explanation to this drama, said the girl.”
“What do you mean by drama? I asked. Or are you so
ignorant that you don’t even have a clue what’s going on?”
“I should be asking you that, she said. The police are here
arresting people and there you are, pleading for mercy and
begging for a second chance. Better keep your head low
before we are spotted and arrested too.”
“You mean it is not the rapture?” I asked with much
excitement. “So it’s the police? Thank God!!!”
There was a great relieve within me that I even forgot the
police were on operation and nearly screamed but the pretty
damsel stretched out her arm and covered my mouth with her
“Are you crazy? She asked. Do you want to be arrested? Well
if you want to, I don’t, she said. Just wait till I’m out of here
before calling such attention to you.”
“I’m sorry,” I said. And suddenly, my courage, which seemed
to have left me temporarily returned, and I remembered
everything I had forgotten.
“What is your name?” I asked her, smiling.
“Seriously?!” She exclaimed. “Do you really think this is a
nice place for that? We are caught up in the middle of a mess
and all you can do is ask my name? Are you really that
drunk? I bet the next thing you’ll ask for is my number.
Crazy dude!”
“Don’t take my wanting to know your name the wrong way,” I
said. “I’ve got a perfect idea of how we could get out of here
unnoticed by the police. You know if we keep hiding here long
enough, they will find us.”
“Really? Okay, my name is Ogechi”
“Now ogechi here’s what will happen…………………………….”
I devised a means by which we escaped to a nearby hotel
where we hurriedly checked into a room.

After checking into the room we spent the first 7 minutes
in silence, cooling off the tension. When we were both
relaxed we continued with the silence, waiting for the first
person to make a speech. Whenever I looked at her, she
would pretend to be looking at something else to avoid
making eye contact with me. And when she finally turned
to look at me, I would do the same. So about 10 minutes
more was spent in silence. Then I started talking.
“So how’s the hooker thing going?”
“What? What hooker thing?”
“Come on girl, I’m not trying to nasty or something. I’m
just trying to make a good conversation here.”
“And calling me a hooker is your idea of a good
conversation? I think I better get going right now in case
you think you can just say anything to me because you
paid for this room.”
“Oh no, you don’t have to do that! Okay, I won’t say
anything again till we leave. It could be dangerous out
there. You could have told me you didn’t want to talk, and
I would just keep shut.”
“You don’t get it do you? I’m not a hooker!”
“Seriously? Then what the hell were you doing out there
with the hookers by this time of the night?”
“This time of the night? It’s just after 11pm, and this isn’t
my first time of returning home late. I return home after
10pm on Friday nights because my fellowship holds a
prayer meeting to pray and commit the weekend into
God’s hands. We dismiss by 10pm. And what just
happened today doesn’t take place this early. For some
reason it did today and I happened to be at the wrong
place at the wrong time. Thank God I didn’t fall prey into
the hands of the police.”
“(Smiling) Yeah, thank God I was there to rescue you.”
“(Laughs gently) You’re not serious. And you, what were
you doing there? You went to pick up a hooker right?”
“I didn’t want to tell her why I was there because of
shame. After all, we’ll go our separate ways in the
morning. So why should I begin to let her in on such
“Not really. I felt so bored at home. I had been sleeping all
day and there wasn’t any sleep left for the night. So
instead of just lying on my bed like that, I decided
to……..”(Ogechi interrupted)
“I know! You decided to go there and get yourself a
woman to keep you company till morning. ooOOhH’
“That’s not what it was. I just went there to have a drink
and then, you know, feed my eyes a little.”
“Oh yeah? You expect me to believe that?”
“Of cause! How on earth could a man who went to take
home a hooker be sleeping on a rubber chair in a semi bar
with a bottle of water in front of him? Haven’t you thought
of that?”
“It’s possible you just fell asleep, or you could be waiting
for a girl you had already concluded arrangements with.”
“No! None of that happened! Just like you, I was at the
wrong place at the wrong time okay?”
“Okay, I believe you. (Turns away from me and whispers)
wrong place at the wrong time my foot. (Speaks out loud)
I need to take a shower.”
“Yeah me too. You go first. When you’re done, I’ll do
She got into the bathroom while I lay on the bed waiting
for her to come out so I could also get in and take a
shower. After we both took a shower, I asked if she
wanted anything to eat before going to bed. She didn’t,
neither did I. There was no pajamas whatsoever so we
went to bed with the cloths we had on. Before we went to
bed we watched TV a little. She sat on the couch while I
lay on the bed. It crossed my mind to switch and let her
have the bed in case we slept off, but the bed was so soft
and comfortable to lie on, plus, I paid for the room and
that was the first time I would be spending the night in
such a comfortable place since I got to Enugu, so I should
get all the comfort there was to get. I was still
contemplating on whether or not to make the switch when
she stood up from the couch and turned off the TV. Next
thing I heard was, LET’S PRAY. I said okay and stood up
without hesitation. We held hands, sang some worship
songs, and then prayed. After the prayer, she at once
made way for the left hand side of the bed and lied down,
not minding if I was gonna sleep on the bed or not. I
wasn’t really sure of what to do, but I decided to lie on the
bed with her, expecting to get an objection from her but
instead, she turned and faced the ceiling, closed her eyes
and said goodnight. Good night, I replied. I was so happy
she made no objections because I really wanted to sleep
on that bed.
By 6am in the morning I heard a tap on my shoulder.
Wake up, wake up, she said. I stretched myself a little and
went back to bed. Wake up, wake up, she kept saying.
Then I woke up still feeling sleepy. What is it? I asked. It’s
morning, she replied. This is just 6am; allow me to sleep a
little more. Besides, today is Saturday and the pay for this
room expires by 12pm. So relax. Saturdays was usually
my day off from my N5000 job. I didn’t know about her
but I assumed she would also be free on Saturdays no
matter what her occupation was. If she had somewhere to
go, she could go ahead and leave. Why wake me up? She
got up from the bed and stood beside it, looked at me and
said; LET’S PRAY. I didn’t say anything more. I got up and
joined her and we prayed. After freshening up she wanted
to make use of body cream but there was none there. Oh!
She exclaimed softly. What is it? I asked.
“I can’t go out without applying cream to my body.”
“You shouldn’t worry about that since you’re going home
from here. You’ll do that at home. Or will you skin change
its color if you don’t do so now?”
“Stop kidding! I’m not going straight home. First I’ll go
cash some money from the ATM, and then to the market
to buy some stuff for the weekend. I might not return
home soon enough depending on the queue at the ATM
and the total time I might spend in the market. So I must
apply cream on my body to avoid some stuff like that.
You wouldn’t know. You’re a guy.”
“Yeah, right. You’ll have to go home then and do so before
proceeding with you plan.”
“Good idea, but my house is nowhere close.”
I didn’t know what else to say to her so I just proffered a
solution that never existed just to appear to be kind and
“My house is just close by. I would have taken you there
so you could make use of my cream if I had one. As it is
now, na only Olive Oil I get.”
“(Cuts in) That will do! At least half bread is better than
“(My eyes wide open)What? Olive Oil? no no no. That is
definitely not good for the skin”
“Don’t worry. It is my skin. I’ll wash it off before the day is
half spent. I just need oil on my body. So let’s go. Let’s
not waste much time. There is a whole lot more to do
today besides going to the market. I also have to cook,
clean my house and wash some cloths”
“Ehm…, ehm…, ”
“What is it? You don’t want to go now? If you don’t want
to go now, just let me know so I can be on my way. ”
“(I stared at her, looking confused and then said); it’s not
that I don’t want to go now o o, but eeh…..,,”
“But what? In fact, I don’t know what the matter is with
you oo. I think I better get going. Thanks for everything.”
She made way for the door of the room and I rushed
towards her, held her back and said; you see…, the truth is
that I don’t have a place to stay for now. I just got into
town barely a month ago and have not gotten an
apartment yet. If I had known you were going to buy the
idea of making use of the Olive Oil, I wouldn’t have
mentioned it at all. I was just pretending to be kind and
concerned. You don’t have a place to stay? She asked.
How then do you survive here? I mean like, where is your
baggage? Where do you sleep, where do you have your
bath and all that? Wait a minute, you live in a hotel? No I
don’t, replied me. That place you saw me last night is
where I spend my nights. I then narrated everything to her
and she took pity on me.
“So how soon do you plan on getting yourself an
“As soon as I have saved up enough money for that, let’s
say two months.”
“(She went into deep thoughts for a moment snapped out
and said) I live alone. I can’t bear the thought of letting
you continue like this when I can do something to help.
That would be against my believes. But that will only
happen if you promise to be of good character during the
period of your stay in my house.”
“Haha, don’t worry girl, I can take care of myself. I’d rather
sleep on the streets than in the house of a girl who will
have me live by her rules. What do I look like to you? Your
kid brother? Kill that! I’m a big boy, and big boys don’t cry.
I’ve been in this position before and I survived. Thanks but
no thanks.”
“Hmmm, I see your ego is getting the better part of you. I
wish you would just understand that I’m trying to help.
Come on, you’re a guy, and I’m even offering to let you
stay at my place. Isn’t that strange enough? It could be a
very big risk because I don’t know you and what you’re
capable of. But none of those matters because I’m doing
this for Christ’s sake and I believe God will save me from
any danger should you turn out to be undeserving of this
kindness. But I can’t path ways with you just like that
after what you just told me. Allow me to help. Just be of
good behavior.”
“I don’t need your help g..i..r..l. I can take care of myself.
And I must tell you to be careful of the kind of kindness
you show to people you don’t know. I could just be a
member of an occult group seeking whom to kill and
sacrifice to keep the money flowing, and then you show
up like this with such offer? You would have succeeded in
making things quite easy for me you know? Be careful! I
warn you. You don’t know who I could be.”
“Whoever you couldn’t be last night, you won’t be within
the next two months. Besides, if you were anything that
ugly, you wouldn’t be exposing yourself would you? So
let’s go.”
(After much convincing words from her, I succumbed. But
I had already agreed to her offer in my heart the moment
she voiced it out. Just that I didn’t want it to look like I
was waiting for her to say that. It also amazed me that a
girl would take a guy into her house to live with her
without even knowing him. And that she said she was
doing for Christ’s sake. Or could it be that she’s an agent
of darkness looking for guys with bright future to destroy?
Well, I’ll find that out soon)
“Seems you don’t want to let it slide. Okay, I’ll do as you
say. And know for sure that I didn’t ask for this. This is
sorely your choice. I’m just playing along because you
said you’re doing it for Christ’s sake. I wouldn’t want you
go against your believe.”
“(Murmurs) Egotistical fellow!”
“Say what?”
“(Sharply) Nothing. Let’s go.”
We left the hotel room to the ATM. She withdrew some
money and we boarded a bus to her residence. You are
welcome to my humble abode. I hope you find it very
comfortable. By the way, where are you belongings? She
asked. I came here with just a school bag and I keep it in
a store at my office. I’ll go over there later on and get it.
She raised her shoulders and said; ok then, let me prepare
you breakfast before I head to the market. Thanks, I
replied. She quickly prepared tea for me with left over
bread that was there. While I was consuming the bread,
she went into the bathroom with some set of creams and
cosmetic. I wondered what would happen to her if she
didn’t apply cream for one day. I used that time to survey
the house she lived in. It was a self-contain. She had a set
of electronics and a refrigerator in it, a bed big enough for
two, a reading table and wall hanger. I wouldn’t know
what she had in her bathroom and kitchen. This kind of
houses cost a lot in Enugu, so I concluded she must be a
rich girl. After a short while, she came out of the bathroom
glowing like a diamond in the sky. I stared at her in an
unusual manner, and she noticed. Immediately, she
dropped those cosmetic in its place and said; I’m heading
for the market now. See you when I return. Okay, I replied.
She got to the door of the room and stopped suddenly,
turned towards me and asked; I forgot to ask what your
name is.
“oOhH! My name is Jesusboy”
“Like seriously?”
“Yeah, that’s my name.”
“Okay, enough with the joke. What’s your name?”
“I’m not joking. That’s my name”
“As in, that’s the name your parents gave you at birth?”
“Nope! I gave it to myself”
“And why would you call yourself Jesusboy?”
“Because Jesus is the one I claim.”
“(Kind of short of words for about 5 seconds) Okay
Jesusboy, see you when I return from the market.”
“Okay, goodbye.”
She left shaking her head and smiling. I quickly got up to
analyze her from the window. That was when I realized
that she was a beauty to write about. She had long black
hair, amazing curves and was about my height, probably
my age. Her fair skin glittered at making contact with the
light of the sun. Her slow and gentle steps made the guys
around take a second, third, fourth and fifth look at her.
When I noticed these things, I was glad that I was gonna
be staying with her for a while. I watched her until she
boarded a bus to the market before I returned to the
breakfast she had prepared for me. I couldn’t stop
thinking about her afterwards and couldn’t wait for her to
return so that we could enter into some real conversation.


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