So, Wednesday(This was submitted Wed evening by the writer – apologies from The Editor for late publishing 🙁 ) is finally here and guess what? I woke up, had my bath and drove all the way to Ikeja before I realised that NLC was supposed be “striking”.
Anyways, I ended at Orchid Bistro for some butter cookies and Ifedia. Truth be told, most of you are not really interested in all these stories as far as you are concerned you are here to finish the concluding part of the Memoirs.
Saturday, November 6th 2010
When I got the text a lot of things went through my mind and the first thing I thought of doing was …
To call my mother and narrate the entire discussion with Ada
Buzz Uncle SD and ask for his opinion on what I was supposed to do.
I was very scared and had no where to run to ‘cos my international passport has expired and I’ve not had the time to go get a new one.
On a second thought, I felt I had no reason to be scared. If she had done something to herself the fact that I wasn’t in the same room with her should prove my innocence unless they approve it from the remote control. For people who don’t know or have not heard about “remote control”- it is a jazzing method where the “Jazee” control and inflict pain, illness or kill the “jazzed” from any location without any physical contact with the “Jazzed”. I don’t believe in it but a lot of folks do.
Anyway, decided to do the most important thing- Confirm details.
So the call comes through….
Mama Ada: Hello, Chibuzor, Kedu?
Mama Ada: Onwere ife nmelu? Did my family do anything in particular to that you found so difficult to let go that you have to pay us back this way? I called you and begged you to decide what you want from my daughter and up till this minute you have not come forward to say anything, yet you’ve decided to hurt me and even hurt my daughter more. Hello, are you there?
Nobs: Yes ma.
Mama Ada: Did you know that some people came to ask for Ada’s hand in marriage today?
Nobs: Yes ma…
Mama Ada: And what did you tell her to do?
Nobs: I told her to accept and marry after all it’s the wish of her family.
Mama Ada: Asi.
Nobs: Ezi okwu
Mama Ada: You didn’t tell her any such thing. You told Ada not to marry Okechukwu. Chibuzor, let me ask you, Will your family repair our leaking roof? Will your family complete the roofing of our new house? Do you know how much we spent on Ada education? Have you ever bothered to know how much we spend on monthly medication as ndi okenye?
Nobs: No ma.
Mama Ada: My family is not materialistic. Tufikwa! But Nna, nwa anyi ka ene anyi nka.We are not getting young any more and you cannot be enjoying the warmth of city girls while you leave our daughter in Umuomaku waiting till thy kingdom come for you.
Nobs: Mummy, I never asked her to wait.
Mama Ada: Me che onu(Shut your mouth). Onye bu mama gi?
Nobs: I’m sorry ma.
Mama Ada: I think I need to speak with your mother. You are nothing like your parents. You should be ashamed of yourself? Ndi age grade gi have all married and you are advising another person’s daughter to leave a more promising and serious young man.
Nobs: I did not advice to do such a thing.
Mama Ada: Asi. Ada walked out of our visitors crying and calling your name. Ibu onye? Eh Onye ka ibu?
Nobs: I’m sorry about that, Ma.
Mama Ada: She’s in her room and wouldn’t talk to anybody. Why are you doing this to our daughter?
By this time, I was totally confused and disturbed. I may have over reacted but there was no way I was going to be blamed for making Ada put a stop to the proposed marriage. I was sure how far I wanted to take it with Ada but marriage? Erm…not yet.
Mama Ada: Are you there?
Nobs: Yes Ma. Were Okey and his family offended?
Mama Ada: If they were they didn’t show it. O maka gini?
Nobs: I’ll speak with Ada.
Mama Ada: You did exactly the same thing we spoke
Nobs: Yes but work took over and I forgot to get back to you.
Mama Ada: Nna, biko Ejim chukwu ario gi. Please leave Ada alone. If you are using anything on her, please free her. I’ll fast and pray about this and believe me, God will listen to the prayers of an innocent woman. Your own wife will come when you are ready. Ada nwam, aburo nwunye gi.
Nobs: I’m so sorry for all the trouble and pain that I’ve caused your family. I’ll talk to Ada and hopefully she will see your reason and leave a no-good boy like me for a more promising young man.
Mama Ada: Yes, I said so.
Nobs: I‘ll call her now, ma.
For a moment, after the call I was a lil bit confused and stunned. It made me think about my life in a full circle kinda way. Am I really that obviously-a-good-example-of-not-promising young man? I thought hard and sat down to review my life and the few women in it. Maybe, I should really consider going serious with just one of them but if it takes one woman to make a man great then three women should produce a Samson.
I quickly called Ada
Ada: Hello, Buzor
Nobs: Ada, why are you doing this?
Ada: I’m sorry. Please forgive me
Nobs: Nne, oya stop crying oo?
Nobs: Why did you walk out of the meeting?
Ada: Buzor, it was too much for me and I felt I saw Okey looking at my breast. That made me feel bad. Imagine you are not even interested in me and he was looking like he wanted to marry me just for my body.
Ada: Buzor, please I don’t want you to leave me. I don’t want to be with any other person but you.
Nobs: Ada, I’m not ready for marriage now and your parents want you to marry.
Ada: I’ll wait for you, buzor. I’m ready to wait.
Nobs: Nne, your parents need a grand child and a helper in form of a son in-law.
Ada: Buzor, lets move abroad and get married.
Nobs: Ada, let’s not do something we’ll regret later. Let’s think this through and make a proper decision.
Ada: So, what should I do now?
Nobs: Meet with your parents and agree with them.
Ada: Can I come to Lagos during the public holiday or will you be working?
Nobs: You can but first, settle with your parents.
Ada: Buzor, you know I love you, right?
Nobs: I love you to bits and will always do. Now go and meet your mum.
Ada: Okay, buzor. Please remember to eat ooo.
Nobs: Would do…
I was glad that I was able to convince her to go see her mum but I wasn’t so sure of the Lagos public holiday visit.
Dear Friends, this is the point I really need your advice.
Wednesday, November 10th 2010
Like I said earlier, I had to go to work because I’m efficient like that but when I realized there was no work, I turned back and made my way to Orchid Bistro instead for some good issh. On my way back, I decided to play my normal prank on Slim, so I BBed her.
Nobs: Yo Babes…
Slim: Hey hun
Nobs: You at work?
Nobs: Been a while…
Slim: We seem to be catching up only on BBM oo
Nobs: We should change that oooo.
And few minutes later I walked into her office. Slim came out looking all kinds of sexy in a mad way and that got me thinking….maybe I should really consider taking it to the next level with Slim. We caught up on several things and I couldn’t stop looking at her lips (In a friendly way sha). I stayed a bit but had to leave cos she was at work but few minutes out of her office I got a BBM from her.
Slim: Nobs, you want to eat Ghana high?
Slim: Rice or beans?
Nobs: Rice, love.
Slim: with Dodo?
Slim: I’ll let you know when your food is here so you can start coming.
Nobs: Okay, babes
30 minutes later, Slim informed me that my food was ready and I drove back to her office for lunch. (There was no traffic, thanks to NLC). Lunch with Slim was fab and maybe Slim is the one, maybe not but I’m very cool with our friendship.
Parting note: I would love to get serious with just one person and make this memoirs about her.
This convo with Mama Ada and Ada herself threw me down memory lane, and as you know due to my life as the SLU..shhKid, i have forgotten a very important detail(can’t blame me, can you) and i’d like you to help me. The incentive is that you get a VIP ticket for the upcoming SMVA(Sound City Music Video Awards). I am actually giving away 10 of these tickets so i need 10 people to answer correctly.
Question: How did I meet Ada and which week on the Memoirs? (10VIP tickets to giveaway to 10 people).
Please post your answer in the comment box and you shall get a reply from me.