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LONELY DAYS (CHAPTER ONE CONTINUATION) She was the last human being Ajumobi saw when his eyes were finally closing up to...
17/10/2022

LONELY DAYS (CHAPTER ONE CONTINUATION)
She was the last human being Ajumobi saw when his eyes were finally closing up to death. What a great parting honour! Her husband gave her that last-minute parting stare - quickly, penetrating, and meaningful... There was an expression of hurt and disappointment in Ajumobi's dying black eyes. Yaremi got the message. And with all her heart she tried to communicate to Ajumobi, not only sorrow and solidarity, but also deep apology for all the wrongs she probably had committed. Something told her she must have offended her husband deeply, to be shout at and be wounded with such strange, reproachful glare. She was just ready now to beg, ready to atone and ready to apologise! The painfully finality of Ajumobi's last minutes on Earth rang in Yaremi's head, splitting her brain with remembered images.
She stumbled as she stepped out into the sun to pick her head-tie which had fallen due to prolonged wailing. She was scanned by mourners in all directions. All eyes followed every footstep she took with hostile closeness. And all ears listened, ready to catch her every word in a set-trap. These, obviously, were not people merely sitting in silent sympathy in the presence of death, but people who were fully bent in humiliating her and destroying her reputation.

Novel Title (LONELY DAYS CHAPTER ONE) BY: BAYO ADEBOWALEThe night Ajumobi died, nine full moon ago, a shooting star zoom...
17/10/2022

Novel Title (LONELY DAYS CHAPTER ONE)
BY: BAYO ADEBOWALE

The night Ajumobi died, nine full moon ago, a shooting star zoomed down the empty in a long line of fire; the people of Kufi heard the go-away bird hooting a sad mournful tune in the bough of an iroko.
The meaning of all these were clear to Yaremi: Ajumobi had been accepted by his Maker. His Spirit has gone straight to heaven - not missing the way! Yaremi's eyes twinkled. She did not know whether to begin to shed tears of sorrow or tears of gratitude. But because her husband had left her alone to the wicked world just like that; without a word of farewell; she quickly made a choice: it must be tears of sorrow. Sorrow from the abyss of a trouble heart!
Yaremi's face instantly was shadowed in deep misery, and the whole world immediately went blank before her eyes.
She made efforts to console herself - even as the distrustful eyes of''sympathisers" glared from helms of garments, secretly castigating. Yaremi wondered... Her husband certainly did not die a disgraceful death. For this she told herself, she must thankful!
Ajumobi did not die an abominable death. No. He did not not drink poison out of frustration with life, and he did not fall from the slippery chips of the palmtree on a raining day. He was not struck by lightning, not bitten by a Cobra and not crushed to death between the falling walls of the village mud buildings. Ajumobi did not hang himself like the _aku_ firewood cutter whose dead body the people had cut down and had buried at the _iloro_ with indecent haste, inside a shallow nameless grave filled with loose soil and porous sand. No su***de for Ajumobi. He live like a man and die like a man. Yarem was thankful, but the tears now rolled in torrents down her face, streaming into the corner of her mouth and tasting like salt. The temporariness of man's passage on Earth was a certainty! Yaremi, at once surrendered herself to the design of destiny and to the agony of irreplaceable loss.

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