I don't know if anybody is listening to my story, but, I have decided to continue anyway. Talking to myself in Cell 91 is the only moment of comfort I experience, and that's why I have decided to keep saying my story, even if there is nobody listening. I was locked up in Cell 91 since two days ago, and I only get something to eat once a day, when a warder brings me a plate of half-cooked beans well mixed with water to make it full the bowl, and in turn, trouble my bowels after few hours.
Let me tell you how I got here. It all started some years ago when I was in 200 level. Well, maybe I would not have ended up here if I had not known Nkechi. Maybe I would be preparing for my NYSC now if I had not known Nkechi. Maybe I would have got the car my father promised me, if I had left the library on time that very day I met Nkechi. I had promised Musa, my friend that I would leave the library at exactly 2pm. But, I stayed a little longer, and it was when I saw Musa's call that I rushed out of the library. Musa was waiting for me in front of the library, and as I walked out to meet, him, he was pointing to a lady. I thought Musa, in his usual attitude was admiring the lady's figure 8, so I didn't pay much attention. It was when I got to where he was standing that he asked me, "no be your bag that babe carry so?" I looked at the direction of the lady again. I smiled cos I was able to see what I thought Musa wanted me to see. "I don see am. The girl fine." It was when I got home I realized that it was not my bag I carried. The girl Musa told me to look at had mistakenly carried my bag, and I didn't observe when Musa said it because the bags were the same HP laptop bag. I searched the bag to get clues, and it was in the process of locating the owner of the bag, and retriving my bag that I and Nkechi became friends.
I was an Enginnering student, and Nkechi was a Law student, but we were in the same level. Soon, days rolled into weeks as weeks turned into months. It was just a matter of time before I and Nkechi spent close to two years together. For the whole two years, we were just friends, and nothing but friends. Although, I made advances during the early months of our friendship, but, she maturely turned me down, and made me know that it's only friendship she can offer me. "I'm not ready to get committed to any guy now. I just want to be on my own." Nkechi would always tell me anytime I bring up the topic. It took me time to swallow that bitter truth, but, I got over it after a while, and we moved on as best of friends. We read together, went to the school together sometimes, and we spent most of our leisure time together, and people found it hard to believe that we were not dating. It was not so long before we graduated, and my whole trouble and journey to Cell 91 started the very day we did our graduation party. As I speak, I can't help but shed tears, and I know that very soon, the warder would bring my food. I mean, the beans well mixed with water. Oh! He comes the warder. You would have to excuse me to devour this meal, I would tell you more after eating my food in this dark cell 91.
(c) 2015. Austus Ofmat Nwanne
Hmmmmm.....From graduation party to Cell 91. Can you imagine how it happened? Well, let's keep our fingers crossed as the story unfolds.
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