OGECHI AND I # EPISODE 37#

Ogechi and I EPISODE: 37
It definitely wasn’t heaven. If it were, there would be bright
lights shining everywhere, and there would also be angels
attending to me. The sounds of songs of praise and worship
to the God of heaven would be heard tenderly. Joy
unspeakable would fill my heart and the voice of Jesus the
Messiah would welcome me to eternal living. I would also get
to see saints and prophets who had passed on, and the glory
of the Lord would engulf my whole being. All those weren’t
happening at the place I happened to find myself after
supposedly passing on to the afterlife, so I kind of began to
wonder where I was.
Some would say I was in hell, since there are only two places
men go when they die; either heaven or hell. In a situation
where a man dies and doesn’t find himself in heaven, it is
logically and spiritually believed that he has succeeded in
making hell, where they’ll be much weeping and gnashing of
teeth for all eternity. From what I heard about hell, it was
supposed to be blazing hot with demons in it to torment the
unfortunate ones who didn’t heed the warning of the Messiah
and his prophets to amend their ways and prepare for the
second coming of Christ. But carefully analyzing the place I
found myself, none of those things which are recorded in the
bible to occur in heaven or hell played out there. It was
simply a large space covered with thick darkness. Once
again I asked myself; “WHERE THE HELL AM I?”
My feet started moving my whole body while my eyes looked
carefully to observe any source of light it could find. I
wouldn’t want to take you through my experience in that
vicinity, but the long and short of the matter is that it was the
most uninteresting suspense filled adventure I had ever taken
in my life. What ended that adventure was the sound of a set
of cutleries which dropped on the floor somewhere close and
awoke me from the most unseemly slumber I had ever had. I
wasn’t dead after all, I was only sleeping, same as Ogechi.
Ogechi had woken up and made arrangements for food while
I was still feeling like a dead saint. The cutleries fell on the
floor mistakenly when she tried to wake me up to join her
have the meal, as her hands were shaking out of excessive
hunger. On awakening, I saw Ogechi devouring the food like a
starving cannibal while extending a spoon across to me with
her other hand so that I could join her to eat. I was baffled by
the way she ate that food. It didn’t speak well of an American
based superstar millionaire singer. If a girl I had proposed to
eats like that, I would cancel the wedding. When I saw her
eating, I remembered we had vowed not to eat until Cynthia
awoke, but there she was, eating like a hungry village girl.
What was she supposed to do? It had been seven good days
without food and water. I quickly got the spoon she extended
to me and joined her to eat in a manner that baffled her more
than her way of eating baffled me. Then it was clear to me
that our attitude on the meal was inspired by the seven days
unplanned fast we had embarked on. Hmmm, na so person
for don use play-play die that day oo.
We finished eating the meal and relaxed resting on each
other, still sitting on the floor of the room where Cynthia was
laid to either recover from coma or die. Our relaxation
graduated into another brief slumber which endured for about
an hour and thirty minutes. We finally woke up feeling all
refreshed and revitalized. We were happy to have returned
from the city of the dead without dying. We also got to know
that those who commit suicide do so out of complete
ignorance. There is nothing pleasant about death, except the
Lord calls you to glory in His own time. All that had
happened, yet there was a major problem on ground. (SO I
THOUGHT)
“Ogechi, even though you grab a knife and thrust it into my
heart, and I manage to survive, I will not hold it against you.
As a matter of fact, I’ll only love you more and give you the
opportunity to do so again if you will. But the only thing I
would demand to know is why.” I said to Ogechi
“Even if I become the devil, roaming to and fro, seeking
whom to destroy, you wouldn’t appeal to me like someone
who is due for destruction despite the havocs you might have
committed in your life time. As a matter of fact, your touch
would redeem me and turn me into the angel you desire. So
imagine not such about me, for you are my prince, in whom I
am well delighted. But permit me to ask why you made such
statement?” Ogechi asked.
“I hope you know that doom will soon come upon us, for we
have done contrary to the vow we made not to eat until
Cynthia recovered. Now we’ve eaten, and can only hope for
the best while expecting the worst. We shall welcome misery
into our lives, and depression shall be our next door
neighbor, all because we made a vow, and broke it.”
“None of those shall happen my prince. On the contrary, we
shall forever remain grateful that we made this vow and kept
to it faithfully, and also recorded the result the vow yielded.”
“Suddenly your words have become puzzling my dear. You
speak in parables so hard to understand. Do you mind
helping my understanding by breaking down your utterances
with the most common of words? I will be so pleased if you
do that for me.” I said.
“Gladly my prince” Ogechi replied. After we prayed and
delighted ourselves with goodly words, expecting to embark
on the journey of no return, I had a remarkable experience.
Firstly, I found myself in a very dark place that seemed very
large with no inhabitants. I called out randomly to see if any
living creature could pick the sound of my voice and trace
me. Unfortunately, nothing like that happened. There was an
eerie silence, and the darkness there was darker than
darkness. I called on you but got no response, then it
dawned on me that the thick dark seemingly large and
spacious place I found myself was to be my new world for a
period of time unknown to me. I managed to seat on the
floor, after which I started singing one of the songs I did with
Ck titled; VOICE IN MY GENERATION.
“I had been singing for a while before I finally saw a very
bright little light from afar heading towards me very slowly.
The closer it got to me, the larger it became. I sort of
believed it was the song I sang that attracted the light to me.
Perhaps it hadn’t heard the sound of music in a long while
and couldn’t resist one when it heard it. I was immensely
flabbergasted when the light got to some distance away from
me, stopped and spoke with the voice of a man. Getting that
close to me, I could decipher its image and height, but
couldn’t tell if it was a man or not, as I couldn’t see its face,
though it had the image of a man. We got engaged in a little
dialog which produced the joy that births our sorrow. These
are the words the bright light spoke to me when it had gotten
as close as it wanted to get to me.”
“Young lady; THAT WHAT IS GOOD FOR THE GOOSE IS GOOD
FOR THE GANDER DOESN’T MEAN THAT THE GOOSE AND
THE GANDER SHARE THE SAME DESTINY” The prayers you
and your friend have made are heard, and I have come to you
with the answers you seek. The lady you both intercede for
is a virtuous woman who desires nothing but a perfect life of
love. Indeed, she is willing to pay whatever price there is to
pay, and make whatever sacrifices in order to get love, just
as you are. It is quite unfortunate that you both have
sacrificed equally for the love of one man; the one who goes
by the name, Jesusboy. Since you both have sacrificed
equally for his love, none of you is more deserving of him
than the other except the one he chooses for himself among
you both. Without a second thought, he would choose you
over and again in any circumstance because he has also
sacrificed a lot for your love, unlike he has for Cynthia who
lies on that hospital bed in critical condition; a condition he
put her in. For that reason, his privilege of choosing who to
be with between you and Cynthia has been withdrawn from
him. He can only end up with who you chose for him
between you and Cynthia. But note; if you chose to be with
him, Cynthia will not wake up from that coma, and you’ll
have her death on your conscience all your life. But if you let
him go, Cynthia will awake from that coma and continue with
her wonderful life with him as her lover. Everything shall go
well with everyone as it was before anything bad ever
happened. The only supposed sad thing will be that you and
Jesusboy will not end up together as you both had dreamed
to. The choice is in your hands Ogechi. Hold on to Jesusboy,
and Cynthia dies. Or let Jesusboy go, and Cynthia lives.”
After the light said all that to me, it retreated to where it
came from in the same manner with which it came to me.
When it had retreated to a certain point, it said to me for the
last time;
“If you decide to let Jesusboy go, just hold Cynthia by the
hand and denounce your relationship with Jesusboy, telling
her she can have him, and Cynthia will come out of that
coma before the end of 300 seconds.”
I ran towards it as it retreated, trying to tell it to reconsider
its options, as it was difficult for me to choose from the
options it gave me, but it paid no further attention to me until
it completely vanished. That was when I struck my foot
against an unseen stone and made way to fall but woke up
from my sleep before that happened. Hunger welcomed me
back and I had to run and get food as there was no need to
continue with the fast since the answer we sought had been
given to us. Now my love, here we are; me, you and Cynthia.
Inasmuch as I love you very dearly and may die without you,
I wouldn’t want to let Cynthia pass away when there is
something I can do to help her.
I was shocked on hearing that. I mean, I and Ogechi had to
separate for Cynthia to live? What sort of a condition was
that? And how would I even know it’s true? Be that as it may,
it remained the only way out of that situation. But I wasn’t
going to let Ogechi leave my life forever just like that. Not
after all we’ve been through. So I looked into her eyes which
were already wet with tears as she sobbed, held her by the
hand and said with tears in my eyes;
“Though the heavens may fall, I will still love you. And if all
hell breaks loose, my love for you will only intensify. I love
you more than life itself, and won’t trade you for anything no
matter what.”
My words found its way to Ogechi’s heart and made her more
emotional than she was. She held onto my hands tightly with
tears flowing expressly from her eyes and she sobbed in a
more audible tone. Then she asked me;
“WHAT ABOUT CYNTHIA?”

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