From the writer of
Nude Bed
Death after life
Cold Desert
Hot eyes and
Sorrows of an Eagle
Abhynha Yankey brings to you another story which bears that which sooths the soul of a weary man. It bears that which calms the rage of the dead. It bears the first taste of identity of the new birth. It is my, your and our C.A.L.A.B.A.S.H.
*CALABASH*
EPISODE 1
There is nothing more exciting than completing tertiary institution and being posted as a National Service Personnel. You see the whole world around you. You now begin to understand the word maturity. I know ladies feel extraordinarily great compared to guys. They will do everything humanly possible to get the whole Central Market, as well delay's boutique in their rooms.
I wonder where they get those monies from because they never seem to get broke. They hardly complain of financial constraint,well,if they do,then that might be among themselves.
I was fortunate to have been posted to a place very far from my village. After all, they wouldn't get to poke their noses into my affairs. If I needed anything, I would rather reach them. That's the perfect dream of every graduate.
Service to my nation begun on the 1st of September, so I had to leave to my supposed station earlier than the actual date, and put some things together.
I got there very late and very exhausted. It seemed some people had already reported and were occupying other rooms because I was hearing voices.
I met one gorgeous lady who greeted me. She had a melodious voice. I couldn't but respond even before the greeting ended.
That was how I made my first friend.
"Please,pardon me. Are you a service personnel?", I asked.
She answered affirmatively. I went ahead to ask of her name. Wow, such a sweet name, Esparanza.
I pointed my room to her and she also did same. I guessed she was on her way out,so I left her to my room.
While going, I turned and shouted to her, "don't forget to check on me when you return."
I got to my room feeling so tired. I managed to put some two or three things together.
I don't know how I slept but the next thing I saw was it was past 6:45am. I jumped out of my bed and continued with my arrangement of things. I laid my mattress with my nice bedsheet. This was one thing I hardly did. Right after I was done, I heard a knock. I responded and rushed to the door.
Behold! That was an angel.
"Yes, hello", I said. She replied and continued, "I live next door. Actually, I heard some noise this morning from your room so I came to welcome you,now that I know there is an occupant in this room".
That was thoughtful of her. It seemed all the ladies around were nice, but for her, she looked classy and fabulous.
"Anyway, I'm Achiaa. Don't hesitate to call me anytime you need my help",she said and left.
Just as I was about to enter my room, I saw Esparanza come out of her room. I pretended not to have seen her.
"Hello, can I enter?" She said.
I had to pretend and go like,"Who is there please?" I rushed to the door to help her in.
"You disappointed me last night. I sat here waiting for you to turn up but you didn't, or you came late?", I lied.
She was a nice girl but Achiaa was more beautiful and classy. I would not dare.
"I didn't come late but was thinking you would be tired by then, so you needed rest. Before I forget,what's your name please?", she asked.
"Please" paa? Boss, forget that. Let's not be formal here. I'm Akwasi. I was really tired though, but I'm sure your presence would have taken the stress off. I only needed your company since I'm new here. Though we all new, you have spent some days here. But, never mind. You are here now. Will you help me prepare some porridge if it won't be a problem?"
She smiled and told me to wait for her. She was going to lock up her door and get back to me.
I felt very happy. Step by step, I would get close.
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Sunday, 15 January 2017
CALABASH EPISODE 2
From the writer of
Nude Bed
Death after life
Cold Desert
Hot eyes and
Sorrows of an Eagle
Abhynha Yankey brings to you another story. It bears that which sooths the soul of a very weary man. It bears that which calms the rage of the dead. It bears the first taste of identity of the new birth. It is my, your and our C.A.L.A.B.A.S.H.
*CALABASH*
EPISODE 2
Yea step by step. I would get close. She finally showed up with a tray. It was covered with a napkin.
I had this strong feeling its content was mine.
I was just hoping and praying it wouldn't turn out to be those Corn Flakes and Cerelac because heaven knows they are not my line. I take heavy foods, but for her, I would accept anything.
Heeeeeer, obaa bi nie. She placed the tray on the bed after she realised there was no table around,and asked me to eat. I waited for her to leave before taking the napkin off though I was very hungry.
I quickly took off the napkin and the plate which was used to cover the food. There was another plate which was covered. The bowl contained oat, garnished with milk. It was really heavy and tasted good.
The plate also contained sliced bread and fried egg.
Which time did she do all these?
I enjoyed myself till there was nothing left to lick. I washed the bowl and plates and placed them somewhere. I didn't want to return them that early because it would show how hasty I ate.
Ten minutes after I'd washed them, I arranged them neatly on the tray and returned them to her. I showed my appreciation to her.
It is amazing how complete is the delusion that beauty is goodness. It is indeed goodness or? Does it mean Achiaa wasn't good because she didn't serve me? Oooh, she has been good by coming to check on me.
I had nothing doing than to think of all the beautiful girls around me and be happy.
With all these happening around me, I wished the day for me to start working would never show up.
I needed to spend more time with those angels,but I also needed to work as it's my main reason for coming to the village.
It was a Sunday and as usual,being new people meeting for the first time,some would prefer to put up the pretentious lifestyle by going to church.
I stayed in my room as people left to worship God. I overhead Esparanza call out my name. Before I could respond to her,she had already opened the door.
She was nicely dressed, though not elegant.
Esparanza: I'm off to church. Will be back in 3 hours time.
(3 what? And she forgot to get me breakfast! OMG, anyway, would have to go and buy something then).
I smiled and told her to pray for me.
I told her not to close the door because I was feeling hot. I had no fan in my room.
I slept on my bed waiting to see if Achiaa would come and pass, but she never did. I waited for a while to be sure all those going to church had left and rushed out.
I gathered all the courage needed and went to her door. I knocked severally without any response.
Or had she gone to church? She could at least have stopped by for me to see her nice body.
As I turned to go to my room, many thoughts ran through my mind.
"Hello boss, how are you doing?", the voice said from behind. It was an angelic voice. I turned around. It was the dopest angel, Achiaa.
Her slender body was something my eyes could not resist. She was in a silk attire which helped to project her God given form.
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Nude Bed
Death after life
Cold Desert
Hot eyes and
Sorrows of an Eagle
Abhynha Yankey brings to you another story. It bears that which sooths the soul of a very weary man. It bears that which calms the rage of the dead. It bears the first taste of identity of the new birth. It is my, your and our C.A.L.A.B.A.S.H.
*CALABASH*
EPISODE 2
Yea step by step. I would get close. She finally showed up with a tray. It was covered with a napkin.
I had this strong feeling its content was mine.
I was just hoping and praying it wouldn't turn out to be those Corn Flakes and Cerelac because heaven knows they are not my line. I take heavy foods, but for her, I would accept anything.
Heeeeeer, obaa bi nie. She placed the tray on the bed after she realised there was no table around,and asked me to eat. I waited for her to leave before taking the napkin off though I was very hungry.
I quickly took off the napkin and the plate which was used to cover the food. There was another plate which was covered. The bowl contained oat, garnished with milk. It was really heavy and tasted good.
The plate also contained sliced bread and fried egg.
Which time did she do all these?
I enjoyed myself till there was nothing left to lick. I washed the bowl and plates and placed them somewhere. I didn't want to return them that early because it would show how hasty I ate.
Ten minutes after I'd washed them, I arranged them neatly on the tray and returned them to her. I showed my appreciation to her.
It is amazing how complete is the delusion that beauty is goodness. It is indeed goodness or? Does it mean Achiaa wasn't good because she didn't serve me? Oooh, she has been good by coming to check on me.
I had nothing doing than to think of all the beautiful girls around me and be happy.
With all these happening around me, I wished the day for me to start working would never show up.
I needed to spend more time with those angels,but I also needed to work as it's my main reason for coming to the village.
It was a Sunday and as usual,being new people meeting for the first time,some would prefer to put up the pretentious lifestyle by going to church.
I stayed in my room as people left to worship God. I overhead Esparanza call out my name. Before I could respond to her,she had already opened the door.
She was nicely dressed, though not elegant.
Esparanza: I'm off to church. Will be back in 3 hours time.
(3 what? And she forgot to get me breakfast! OMG, anyway, would have to go and buy something then).
I smiled and told her to pray for me.
I told her not to close the door because I was feeling hot. I had no fan in my room.
I slept on my bed waiting to see if Achiaa would come and pass, but she never did. I waited for a while to be sure all those going to church had left and rushed out.
I gathered all the courage needed and went to her door. I knocked severally without any response.
Or had she gone to church? She could at least have stopped by for me to see her nice body.
As I turned to go to my room, many thoughts ran through my mind.
"Hello boss, how are you doing?", the voice said from behind. It was an angelic voice. I turned around. It was the dopest angel, Achiaa.
Her slender body was something my eyes could not resist. She was in a silk attire which helped to project her God given form.
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CALABASH EPISODE 3
From the writer of
Nude Bed
Death after life
Cold Desert
Hot eyes and
Sorrows of an Eagle
Abhynha Yankey brings to you another story which bears that which sooths the soul of a weary man. It bears that which calms the rage of the dead. It bears the first taste of identity of the new birth. It is my, your and our C.A.L.A.B.A.S.H
*CALABASH*
EPISODE 3
She was in a silky attire which helped to project her God given form.
I couldn't take my eyes off her for even a second. It was clear I was watching her. She began feeling uneasy and said, "Akwasi,what is it? Why are you watching me this way ?
Can we enter or my room will be okay with you?"
I didn't hesitate to choose her room.
I tried soo hard to be a gentleman in order not to disgrace myself. I was having a strong passion for this lady of which I prayed it didn't turn out to be a lustful desire.
I looked around as we talked. From the look of things,she might be from a wealthy family or perhaps, her sugar daddies were very rich.
She had everything a lady could boast of, from dresses to foodstuffs. She gave me her album to keep me busy while she prepared me something. All this while, she had her television on. She was watching a foreign movie titled, "FRIENDS WITH BENEFITS". I enjoyed the movie while she helped herself at her small kitchen.
Once a while she would come out to check on me. She made me feel very much comfortable than I expected.
Finally she was done with whatever she was preparing. "I know you are farmishing by now. Let me get ur food ready for you then we talk okay", she said. I nodded with a smile.
Whose daughter was this? She was very beautiful,yet serviceable. Growing up, I had the notion that beautiful ladies were lazy, but here i was.
She got me a small table and served me with two balls of banku and okro soup. Wow! How many ladies could do this? I opened my watery mouth and teary eyes in a surprise gesture. I didn't believe it was mine. I asked her, "Achiaa, all these for me?" She smiled and said, "you are a man. You need to eat healthy and live healthy". I couldn't believe that all these were coming from her. I enjoyed myself as she told me abt herself.
"I am the last of two children. I'm from a poor home in a town by name Tafo. I hope this is enough to get us going as friends",she asked. Yes, she was right. It was enough to get us going but the problem was, if she was really poor like she said, then how did she get all those things in her room? Even the flat screen television? Anyway, that's none of my business.
I told her where I came from and my family background. Besides we had some things in common,just that I came from Oyoko and was also an only child.
Just when I was about to tell her more, there was a knock on her door. She rushed to the door to talk to whoever was there. She came back and told me Esparanza was at the door looking for me. How did she find out I was there? I excused myself and went to see her.
I had to leave with her.
"I came back not long ago and decided to check on you. I realised you were not around so I asked Achiaa if she had seen you and she told me you were around. I can see you guys are having some good time together so I will go. Don't forget to call on me when you need my assistance in anything", she said and left.
Thank God she didn't keep long.
I left to Achiaa's room. She had cleared the table when I got there. That was good of her... But one thing wasn't right. She had coiled herself in her bed.
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Nude Bed
Death after life
Cold Desert
Hot eyes and
Sorrows of an Eagle
Abhynha Yankey brings to you another story which bears that which sooths the soul of a weary man. It bears that which calms the rage of the dead. It bears the first taste of identity of the new birth. It is my, your and our C.A.L.A.B.A.S.H
*CALABASH*
EPISODE 3
She was in a silky attire which helped to project her God given form.
I couldn't take my eyes off her for even a second. It was clear I was watching her. She began feeling uneasy and said, "Akwasi,what is it? Why are you watching me this way ?
Can we enter or my room will be okay with you?"
I didn't hesitate to choose her room.
I tried soo hard to be a gentleman in order not to disgrace myself. I was having a strong passion for this lady of which I prayed it didn't turn out to be a lustful desire.
I looked around as we talked. From the look of things,she might be from a wealthy family or perhaps, her sugar daddies were very rich.
She had everything a lady could boast of, from dresses to foodstuffs. She gave me her album to keep me busy while she prepared me something. All this while, she had her television on. She was watching a foreign movie titled, "FRIENDS WITH BENEFITS". I enjoyed the movie while she helped herself at her small kitchen.
Once a while she would come out to check on me. She made me feel very much comfortable than I expected.
Finally she was done with whatever she was preparing. "I know you are farmishing by now. Let me get ur food ready for you then we talk okay", she said. I nodded with a smile.
Whose daughter was this? She was very beautiful,yet serviceable. Growing up, I had the notion that beautiful ladies were lazy, but here i was.
She got me a small table and served me with two balls of banku and okro soup. Wow! How many ladies could do this? I opened my watery mouth and teary eyes in a surprise gesture. I didn't believe it was mine. I asked her, "Achiaa, all these for me?" She smiled and said, "you are a man. You need to eat healthy and live healthy". I couldn't believe that all these were coming from her. I enjoyed myself as she told me abt herself.
"I am the last of two children. I'm from a poor home in a town by name Tafo. I hope this is enough to get us going as friends",she asked. Yes, she was right. It was enough to get us going but the problem was, if she was really poor like she said, then how did she get all those things in her room? Even the flat screen television? Anyway, that's none of my business.
I told her where I came from and my family background. Besides we had some things in common,just that I came from Oyoko and was also an only child.
Just when I was about to tell her more, there was a knock on her door. She rushed to the door to talk to whoever was there. She came back and told me Esparanza was at the door looking for me. How did she find out I was there? I excused myself and went to see her.
I had to leave with her.
"I came back not long ago and decided to check on you. I realised you were not around so I asked Achiaa if she had seen you and she told me you were around. I can see you guys are having some good time together so I will go. Don't forget to call on me when you need my assistance in anything", she said and left.
Thank God she didn't keep long.
I left to Achiaa's room. She had cleared the table when I got there. That was good of her... But one thing wasn't right. She had coiled herself in her bed.
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CALABASH EPISODE 4
From the writer of
Nude Bed
Death after life
Cold Desert
Hot eyes and
Sorrows of an Eagle
Abhynha Yankey brings to you another story. It bears that which sooths the soul of a very weary man. It bears that which calms the rage of the dead. It bears the first taste of identity of the new birth. It is mt, your and our C.A.L.A.B.A.S.H
*CALABASH*
EPISODE 4
...But one thing wasn't right. She had coiled herself in her bed.
I went closer to her and asked if I could sit on the bed. She answered in affirmation.
Her mood was different from what I left behind. I tried so hard to know the reason behind her bad mood. Perhaps, I stepped on her toes then I would apologise, but she said nothing.
I began feeling uncomfortable so I decided to leave. "Is leaving the best option?Anyway, I wanna hang out tonight so you can join me if you will be free by then", she said as I headed towards the door.
I told her I would call her if anything came up and left. I was left in a great dilemma.
Did I wrong her? Or was it because of Esparanza? Oh ladies? I would be so much disappointed in her if I found out that's the reason behind her bad mood and attitude.
I fell asleep as I thought of the incidence. There was nothing in my room to keep me busy than to sleep.
Few minutes after I'd slept, Esparanza came to my room. I actually got bored because I was a bit exhausted.
"Masa, there is going to be a red cup party tonight. I know you may tell me you don't have any attire to rock but, no yawa, I got you something crazy to get all eyes fixed on you. Not taking "NO" for an answer. Every bill is on me,but we will do it this way. You will have all the money in your wallet and be the one in charge of the night. No word. I'm off to prepare so will call you when I'm done" , she said and planted a gentle kiss on my lips.
It left me going crazy. Was she that bold? Her lips were soft and cold. As she left, I sat on my bed and watched her. I imagined having a crazy game with her.
I think I will rather hang out with Esparanza. My night will be the best.
I picked the poly bag she left behind and opened it.
O MY GOD! she can't be serious. All these for me?
Her boyfriend must be a lucky guy then. I smiled to myself.
I gathered courage and walked to Achiaa's door. Her door wasn't locked so I entered as soon as I knocked. She quickly reached for a cloth to cover herself,guess she wasn't in any dress. I felt ashamed and apologised.
Now, I couldn't even tell her why I came to her room.
I stared into her eyes. "Eeeerrrrmmmm Naa Achiaa....", I said
"Wow, how did you get to know I'm called Naa? That's how my mum calls me when she wants to pamper me" shd chipped in.
I smiled and continued.
"I may not be able to turn up for the dinner. I'm a bit tired and since we are starting work tomorrow, I want to rest and prepare well."
She looked hurt but couldn't say a word. As I shut the door behind me,she said, "I will get you your supper then. Since you aren't going, I am not going as well."
I went to my room confused. I can't reject Esparanza's offer too because she has put in much effort. What of Achiaa? Anyway, I will go and when I return, I will give flimsy excuses. You can easily convince a lady, and I believe she is no exception.
I lied on my bed and thought of these two ladies. I'm sure there will be more ladies at my work place.
I picked my phone, checked the time and realised it was past 7:33pm.
I had a quick shower and dressed up for the program. As I was about putting the expensive wrist watch Esparanza bought for me around my wrist, I heard Esparanza call me. I told her to enter since the door wasn't locked.
"Wow!! Akwasi, you looking more handsome. Woooooow, you look very nice in the outfit, trust me. Please permit me to take a 'selfie' with you", she said happily.
"Espie, I haven't brushed my hair so let me finish please", I pleaded with her.
Her answer struck me. "Akwasi paa, you looking undoubtedly handsome. Let me take the pic and when we done, I will brush your hair for you".
She grabbed the hair brush from me and put it aside, stood by me and took the pic. We actually took many pics.
She seemed happy. What could be her secret? "Ahaa, Akwasi, here, take the money before we walk out else I may forget". It was a huge amount of money. I took it, though surprised, put it in my wallet then in my pocket. She told me to sit on my bed as she brushed my hair for me. She gently brushed my hair as she supported my chin with her left hand. Her thumb managed to land on my lips.
I taught her how crazy I was. I quickly licked it and sucked it. She couldn't help but stop brushing my hair. I got up and pushed her against the wall. I kissed her sweetly as I used my right hand to smooch her twin towers. No doubt that she was enjoying it.
She raised the leg and leaned it on the bed. All I did was to brush my fingers through her hair and smooch her boobs. She couldn't wait any longer. She grabbed my hand and placed it on her thigh. She wore a short jeans. I unzipped it as I continued to kiss her passionately. I put my hand in her jeans, brushed my hand around her beads, then to her small butts. I could feel she couldn't resist me anymore.
I stopped halfway and asked her, "are you sure you ready for this? Be honest with me".
Just as she was about answering the question, her phone rang.
"The driver is here. Hurry,let's go. We shall continue on our return okay, but the truth is, I'm ever ready for this. She smiled and held my hand for us to go.
We met the driver right in front of the hostel. As I was about entering the cab, I heard someone call my name. I turned and it was Achiaa.
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Nude Bed
Death after life
Cold Desert
Hot eyes and
Sorrows of an Eagle
Abhynha Yankey brings to you another story. It bears that which sooths the soul of a very weary man. It bears that which calms the rage of the dead. It bears the first taste of identity of the new birth. It is mt, your and our C.A.L.A.B.A.S.H
*CALABASH*
EPISODE 4
...But one thing wasn't right. She had coiled herself in her bed.
I went closer to her and asked if I could sit on the bed. She answered in affirmation.
Her mood was different from what I left behind. I tried so hard to know the reason behind her bad mood. Perhaps, I stepped on her toes then I would apologise, but she said nothing.
I began feeling uncomfortable so I decided to leave. "Is leaving the best option?Anyway, I wanna hang out tonight so you can join me if you will be free by then", she said as I headed towards the door.
I told her I would call her if anything came up and left. I was left in a great dilemma.
Did I wrong her? Or was it because of Esparanza? Oh ladies? I would be so much disappointed in her if I found out that's the reason behind her bad mood and attitude.
I fell asleep as I thought of the incidence. There was nothing in my room to keep me busy than to sleep.
Few minutes after I'd slept, Esparanza came to my room. I actually got bored because I was a bit exhausted.
"Masa, there is going to be a red cup party tonight. I know you may tell me you don't have any attire to rock but, no yawa, I got you something crazy to get all eyes fixed on you. Not taking "NO" for an answer. Every bill is on me,but we will do it this way. You will have all the money in your wallet and be the one in charge of the night. No word. I'm off to prepare so will call you when I'm done" , she said and planted a gentle kiss on my lips.
It left me going crazy. Was she that bold? Her lips were soft and cold. As she left, I sat on my bed and watched her. I imagined having a crazy game with her.
I think I will rather hang out with Esparanza. My night will be the best.
I picked the poly bag she left behind and opened it.
O MY GOD! she can't be serious. All these for me?
Her boyfriend must be a lucky guy then. I smiled to myself.
I gathered courage and walked to Achiaa's door. Her door wasn't locked so I entered as soon as I knocked. She quickly reached for a cloth to cover herself,guess she wasn't in any dress. I felt ashamed and apologised.
Now, I couldn't even tell her why I came to her room.
I stared into her eyes. "Eeeerrrrmmmm Naa Achiaa....", I said
"Wow, how did you get to know I'm called Naa? That's how my mum calls me when she wants to pamper me" shd chipped in.
I smiled and continued.
"I may not be able to turn up for the dinner. I'm a bit tired and since we are starting work tomorrow, I want to rest and prepare well."
She looked hurt but couldn't say a word. As I shut the door behind me,she said, "I will get you your supper then. Since you aren't going, I am not going as well."
I went to my room confused. I can't reject Esparanza's offer too because she has put in much effort. What of Achiaa? Anyway, I will go and when I return, I will give flimsy excuses. You can easily convince a lady, and I believe she is no exception.
I lied on my bed and thought of these two ladies. I'm sure there will be more ladies at my work place.
I picked my phone, checked the time and realised it was past 7:33pm.
I had a quick shower and dressed up for the program. As I was about putting the expensive wrist watch Esparanza bought for me around my wrist, I heard Esparanza call me. I told her to enter since the door wasn't locked.
"Wow!! Akwasi, you looking more handsome. Woooooow, you look very nice in the outfit, trust me. Please permit me to take a 'selfie' with you", she said happily.
"Espie, I haven't brushed my hair so let me finish please", I pleaded with her.
Her answer struck me. "Akwasi paa, you looking undoubtedly handsome. Let me take the pic and when we done, I will brush your hair for you".
She grabbed the hair brush from me and put it aside, stood by me and took the pic. We actually took many pics.
She seemed happy. What could be her secret? "Ahaa, Akwasi, here, take the money before we walk out else I may forget". It was a huge amount of money. I took it, though surprised, put it in my wallet then in my pocket. She told me to sit on my bed as she brushed my hair for me. She gently brushed my hair as she supported my chin with her left hand. Her thumb managed to land on my lips.
I taught her how crazy I was. I quickly licked it and sucked it. She couldn't help but stop brushing my hair. I got up and pushed her against the wall. I kissed her sweetly as I used my right hand to smooch her twin towers. No doubt that she was enjoying it.
She raised the leg and leaned it on the bed. All I did was to brush my fingers through her hair and smooch her boobs. She couldn't wait any longer. She grabbed my hand and placed it on her thigh. She wore a short jeans. I unzipped it as I continued to kiss her passionately. I put my hand in her jeans, brushed my hand around her beads, then to her small butts. I could feel she couldn't resist me anymore.
I stopped halfway and asked her, "are you sure you ready for this? Be honest with me".
Just as she was about answering the question, her phone rang.
"The driver is here. Hurry,let's go. We shall continue on our return okay, but the truth is, I'm ever ready for this. She smiled and held my hand for us to go.
We met the driver right in front of the hostel. As I was about entering the cab, I heard someone call my name. I turned and it was Achiaa.
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CALABASH EPISODE 5
From the writer of
Nude Bed
Death after life
Cold Desert
Hot eyes and
Sorrows of an Eagle
Abhynha Yankey brings to you another story. It bears that which sooths the soul of a weary man. It bears that which calms the rage of the dead. It bears the first taste of identity of the new birth. It is my, your and our C.A.L.A.B.A.S.H
*CALABASH*
EPISODE 5
As I was about entering the cab, I heard someone call my name. I turned and it was Achiaa.
O my goodness! I felt so ashamed of myself.
"You forgot to lock your door so I locked its. Here, take your key", she said as turned to go.
The disgrace was written all over my face. I watched her sinciput as she left. I wish I could ran after her, but it was too late.
Esparanza pulled me into the cab and told the driver to speed on. She kept asking if I was alright. Couldn't she see the writings on my face? I kept quiet all through our journey.
Truth be told, I love both of them, but the love for Achiaa is deep. It may be lust but who cares?
We got to the venue for the red cup party. The whole place was filled with people with a tensed atmosphere.
The heat became intense when "Yaa Pono" took to the stage. My favorite song, "Amen" moved me from my seat. I forgot about the problem with Achiaa,I mean the disappointment. I can't be depressed of two girls who are service personnels. Though I'm single, they might be having boyfriends at home. More especially, Achiaa. I just can't trust a poor girl who has everything and doesn't live within her means.
I got to my seat after the music was over. Esparanza was nowhere to be found.
I knew she would be around so there was no need going after her, besides, I had all the money on me to help me back home.
Time passed without Espie showing up. I began getting worried. Her phone was switched off when I tried to reach her.
I got up from my seat and went outside. I had to look for her. What if something had happened to her? Achiaa would be happy and tease me. That won't be all,she will make it seem I killed her for rituals when she sees the money on me because I told her I'm very poor.
I moved from one person to the other, watching them in their faces.
Finally, I saw someone sit on the lap of a guy. I couldn't take it. I went there with the intention of slapping any guy who was with her, but my instinct judged me. I pulled her from where she was sitting, looked sternly in her eyes, then I found out it was the wrong person.
How could I? I apologised and left. She looked just like her, and they both wore the same dress.
Where at all could she have gone when she rightly knew she came with someone?
I got to another place where I heard moaning and screaming coming from a range rover (2016 model). People are indeed crazy. Couldn't they wait till they got home? I got closer to listen clearly to the voice, maybe it would be Esparanza. I stood there gently and calmly to listen. She wasn't the one.
At this point, I became tired and decided to give up. I found a big stone which could serve as a chair for me. I sat uncomfortably on it.
Just when I was about getting a cab home, I heard a familiar voice. I rushed to the place and listened attentively.
It was my Esparanza. I couldn't control myself. My blood became hotter, with my pulse almost becoming abnormal. I shook the door handle of the car. When they were not opening, I forcefully shook it.
An old man angrily got down. He was now zipping his flap with sweat all over him. The fire within me couldn't go down but burn with rage.
A lady came out of the car. I looked disappointed again when I realised I had visited the wrong person. She was young enough to be the man's daughter or perhaps granddaughter.
I could see the anger in the man but the girl managed to calm him down. She rubbed her fingers through his beards and kissed him.
I thanked him and promised never to repeat it. I had to put up a lie that I was drunk.
Another lady got down from the car. She looked more tired and sweaty. Does it mean the old man was fucking two ladies? Wow...such a strong old man.
I drew closer and realised it was my Esparanza.
Heeeerrr....this is shocking.
Esparanza! I called out her name.
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Nude Bed
Death after life
Cold Desert
Hot eyes and
Sorrows of an Eagle
Abhynha Yankey brings to you another story. It bears that which sooths the soul of a weary man. It bears that which calms the rage of the dead. It bears the first taste of identity of the new birth. It is my, your and our C.A.L.A.B.A.S.H
*CALABASH*
EPISODE 5
As I was about entering the cab, I heard someone call my name. I turned and it was Achiaa.
O my goodness! I felt so ashamed of myself.
"You forgot to lock your door so I locked its. Here, take your key", she said as turned to go.
The disgrace was written all over my face. I watched her sinciput as she left. I wish I could ran after her, but it was too late.
Esparanza pulled me into the cab and told the driver to speed on. She kept asking if I was alright. Couldn't she see the writings on my face? I kept quiet all through our journey.
Truth be told, I love both of them, but the love for Achiaa is deep. It may be lust but who cares?
We got to the venue for the red cup party. The whole place was filled with people with a tensed atmosphere.
The heat became intense when "Yaa Pono" took to the stage. My favorite song, "Amen" moved me from my seat. I forgot about the problem with Achiaa,I mean the disappointment. I can't be depressed of two girls who are service personnels. Though I'm single, they might be having boyfriends at home. More especially, Achiaa. I just can't trust a poor girl who has everything and doesn't live within her means.
I got to my seat after the music was over. Esparanza was nowhere to be found.
I knew she would be around so there was no need going after her, besides, I had all the money on me to help me back home.
Time passed without Espie showing up. I began getting worried. Her phone was switched off when I tried to reach her.
I got up from my seat and went outside. I had to look for her. What if something had happened to her? Achiaa would be happy and tease me. That won't be all,she will make it seem I killed her for rituals when she sees the money on me because I told her I'm very poor.
I moved from one person to the other, watching them in their faces.
Finally, I saw someone sit on the lap of a guy. I couldn't take it. I went there with the intention of slapping any guy who was with her, but my instinct judged me. I pulled her from where she was sitting, looked sternly in her eyes, then I found out it was the wrong person.
How could I? I apologised and left. She looked just like her, and they both wore the same dress.
Where at all could she have gone when she rightly knew she came with someone?
I got to another place where I heard moaning and screaming coming from a range rover (2016 model). People are indeed crazy. Couldn't they wait till they got home? I got closer to listen clearly to the voice, maybe it would be Esparanza. I stood there gently and calmly to listen. She wasn't the one.
At this point, I became tired and decided to give up. I found a big stone which could serve as a chair for me. I sat uncomfortably on it.
Just when I was about getting a cab home, I heard a familiar voice. I rushed to the place and listened attentively.
It was my Esparanza. I couldn't control myself. My blood became hotter, with my pulse almost becoming abnormal. I shook the door handle of the car. When they were not opening, I forcefully shook it.
An old man angrily got down. He was now zipping his flap with sweat all over him. The fire within me couldn't go down but burn with rage.
A lady came out of the car. I looked disappointed again when I realised I had visited the wrong person. She was young enough to be the man's daughter or perhaps granddaughter.
I could see the anger in the man but the girl managed to calm him down. She rubbed her fingers through his beards and kissed him.
I thanked him and promised never to repeat it. I had to put up a lie that I was drunk.
Another lady got down from the car. She looked more tired and sweaty. Does it mean the old man was fucking two ladies? Wow...such a strong old man.
I drew closer and realised it was my Esparanza.
Heeeerrr....this is shocking.
Esparanza! I called out her name.
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CALABASH EPISODE 6
From the writer of
Nude Bed
Death after life
Cold Desert
Hot eyes and
Sorrows of an Eagle
Abhynha Yankey brings to you another story. It bears that which sooths the soul of a weary man. It bears that which calms the rage of the dead. It bears the first taste of identity of the new birth. It is my, your and our C.A.L.A.B.A.S.H
*CALABASH*
EPISODE 6
Heeer...this is shocking. Esparanza! I called out her name.
least expected that from her.
So she brought me here just to embarrass me?
She looked at me as if I was a stranger. The very thing that got me crying was when she asked me, "have we met before, and who mentioned my name to you?" I opened my mouth in awe, used my little finger to rub my eye to be sure I wasn't dreaming. It was real, really real. The old man asked her, "my angel, who is he? And why is he here to disturb our sweet night?". Esparanza stood there for a minute and said, "Oow my bad! You must be Akwasi. Chief, this is the friend of my cousin I told you about. The one who asked me for financial support because his younger sister was on her dying bed at the hospital. I've not met him in person before. We only talk on phone. I asked him to meet me here for something small since he said he was around."
I couldn't believe my ears. Esparanza? The old man stretched his hand to shake me. I couldn't bring out my hand. I was so shocked. "So how is your sister doing? My little angel here told me everything and I think I would help you. Here, take this money and make sure she is fine."
I shook my head and left. I'm sure Esparanza would find another thing to tell the old man to make him feel convinced.
I stopped a moving cab and told him to take me home. I kept sobbing on my way,though that was a bit strange, but I tell you, "those who do not weep do not see." No one ever told me that grief felt so like fear. I paid him, got down and headed to my room.
There, I saw Achiaa sitting before her room. She had in her hand a photograph. I greeted her and she responded. Her voice didn't seem like her's. I went closer to her to find out what the issue was. She'd been crying.
Was it because I couldn't go with her or it was because I went with Esparanza?
I tried to find out her reason for crying. I felt so bad when I found out.
"You remember I told you I am the last of two children?"..."yes, yes", I responded.
"Eeerrrrmmmm, she died exactly a year ago. I wanted to go sit somewhere and...."
She couldn't continue just as I couldn't say a word. She kept crying. She was a genius of sadness, immersing herself in it, separating it's numerous stands, appreciating it's subtle nuances. In fact, she was a prism through which sadness could be divided into its infinite spectrum.
I helped her to her room and excused myself.
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Nude Bed
Death after life
Cold Desert
Hot eyes and
Sorrows of an Eagle
Abhynha Yankey brings to you another story. It bears that which sooths the soul of a weary man. It bears that which calms the rage of the dead. It bears the first taste of identity of the new birth. It is my, your and our C.A.L.A.B.A.S.H
*CALABASH*
EPISODE 6
Heeer...this is shocking. Esparanza! I called out her name.
least expected that from her.
So she brought me here just to embarrass me?
She looked at me as if I was a stranger. The very thing that got me crying was when she asked me, "have we met before, and who mentioned my name to you?" I opened my mouth in awe, used my little finger to rub my eye to be sure I wasn't dreaming. It was real, really real. The old man asked her, "my angel, who is he? And why is he here to disturb our sweet night?". Esparanza stood there for a minute and said, "Oow my bad! You must be Akwasi. Chief, this is the friend of my cousin I told you about. The one who asked me for financial support because his younger sister was on her dying bed at the hospital. I've not met him in person before. We only talk on phone. I asked him to meet me here for something small since he said he was around."
I couldn't believe my ears. Esparanza? The old man stretched his hand to shake me. I couldn't bring out my hand. I was so shocked. "So how is your sister doing? My little angel here told me everything and I think I would help you. Here, take this money and make sure she is fine."
I shook my head and left. I'm sure Esparanza would find another thing to tell the old man to make him feel convinced.
I stopped a moving cab and told him to take me home. I kept sobbing on my way,though that was a bit strange, but I tell you, "those who do not weep do not see." No one ever told me that grief felt so like fear. I paid him, got down and headed to my room.
There, I saw Achiaa sitting before her room. She had in her hand a photograph. I greeted her and she responded. Her voice didn't seem like her's. I went closer to her to find out what the issue was. She'd been crying.
Was it because I couldn't go with her or it was because I went with Esparanza?
I tried to find out her reason for crying. I felt so bad when I found out.
"You remember I told you I am the last of two children?"..."yes, yes", I responded.
"Eeerrrrmmmm, she died exactly a year ago. I wanted to go sit somewhere and...."
She couldn't continue just as I couldn't say a word. She kept crying. She was a genius of sadness, immersing herself in it, separating it's numerous stands, appreciating it's subtle nuances. In fact, she was a prism through which sadness could be divided into its infinite spectrum.
I helped her to her room and excused myself.
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CALABASH EPISODE 7
From the writer of
Nude Bed
Death after life
Cold Desert
Hot eyes and
Sorrows of an Eagle
Abhynha Yankey brings to you another story. It bears that which sooths the soul of a weary man. It bears that which calms the rage of the dead. It bears the first taste of identity of the new birth. It is my, your and our C.A.L.A.B.A.S.H
*CALABASH*
EPISODE 7
I helped her to her room and excused myself. As I slept on my bed, I could not help but bath myself with my tears.
Heaven knows we need never be ashamed of our tears, for they are rain upon the blinding dust of earth, overlying our hard hearts. I felt better after I had cried. I was now aware of my own ingratitude and inhuman lifestyle.
How can I face her the next day? As for Esparanza, I call on the cold hands of deadly disease to touch her. She had the full guts to disgrace me. What impudence!
I couldn't sleep throughout the night. I checked the time and realised it was already day break. I took my bath and prepared for work.
I remembered I had to check on Achiaa and say goodbye to her. She was locking her door when I got there. I greeted her and asked of her health. She looked cheerful as if nothing had happened the previous day.
"I came to check on you and tell you I'm going to work", I said. "Awww thanks dear. I'm off to work as well. I'm going to the Health Directorate. What of you?", she retorted.
The word 'dear' got me smiling...but, did she say she was going to the Health Directorate? "That is exactly where I'm going to", I gladly responded.
We walked together. When we got to Esparanza's door, she turned to ask, "You didn't return with Esparanza. I hope everything is fine. Anyway, let me check on her." Esparanza came out as soon as she heard Achiaa's voice. You could tell that she was tipsy. She hid her face when she saw me. I wasn't ready to visit that issue.
We were running late for work so I prompted Achiaa for us to leave. She was such a humble girl. One could read from afar that she was such a humble girl who has been inflicted with the sharp edges of pain. The most beautiful people we have known are those who have known defeat, known suffering, struggle, loss and have found their way out of depths. These persons have a sensitivity and an understanding of life that fills them with compassion, gentleness and a deep loving concern.
She gently followed me when I asked that we left.
We were both silent as we walked to work. I managed to break the silence. "Naa, I'm really sor....", she stopped me in the middle of my statement. "It's past. Let's focus on what this day has for us," she said.
Hmmmm...how many of such ladies do we have in this world?
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Nude Bed
Death after life
Cold Desert
Hot eyes and
Sorrows of an Eagle
Abhynha Yankey brings to you another story. It bears that which sooths the soul of a weary man. It bears that which calms the rage of the dead. It bears the first taste of identity of the new birth. It is my, your and our C.A.L.A.B.A.S.H
*CALABASH*
EPISODE 7
I helped her to her room and excused myself. As I slept on my bed, I could not help but bath myself with my tears.
Heaven knows we need never be ashamed of our tears, for they are rain upon the blinding dust of earth, overlying our hard hearts. I felt better after I had cried. I was now aware of my own ingratitude and inhuman lifestyle.
How can I face her the next day? As for Esparanza, I call on the cold hands of deadly disease to touch her. She had the full guts to disgrace me. What impudence!
I couldn't sleep throughout the night. I checked the time and realised it was already day break. I took my bath and prepared for work.
I remembered I had to check on Achiaa and say goodbye to her. She was locking her door when I got there. I greeted her and asked of her health. She looked cheerful as if nothing had happened the previous day.
"I came to check on you and tell you I'm going to work", I said. "Awww thanks dear. I'm off to work as well. I'm going to the Health Directorate. What of you?", she retorted.
The word 'dear' got me smiling...but, did she say she was going to the Health Directorate? "That is exactly where I'm going to", I gladly responded.
We walked together. When we got to Esparanza's door, she turned to ask, "You didn't return with Esparanza. I hope everything is fine. Anyway, let me check on her." Esparanza came out as soon as she heard Achiaa's voice. You could tell that she was tipsy. She hid her face when she saw me. I wasn't ready to visit that issue.
We were running late for work so I prompted Achiaa for us to leave. She was such a humble girl. One could read from afar that she was such a humble girl who has been inflicted with the sharp edges of pain. The most beautiful people we have known are those who have known defeat, known suffering, struggle, loss and have found their way out of depths. These persons have a sensitivity and an understanding of life that fills them with compassion, gentleness and a deep loving concern.
She gently followed me when I asked that we left.
We were both silent as we walked to work. I managed to break the silence. "Naa, I'm really sor....", she stopped me in the middle of my statement. "It's past. Let's focus on what this day has for us," she said.
Hmmmm...how many of such ladies do we have in this world?
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CALABASH EPISODE 8
From the writer of
Nude Bed
Death after life
Cold Desert
Hot eyes and
Sorrows of an Eagle
Abhynha Yankey brings to you another story. It bears that which sooths the soul of a weary man. It bears that which calms the rage of the dead. It bears the first taste identity of the new birth. It is my, your and our C.A.L.A.B.A.S.H
*CALABASH*
EPISODE 8
Hmmmm...how many of such ladies do we have in this world?
I admired her from a far distance as we worked. She would greet and smile to anybody she came across? I just hope she is not a prerender.
This went on for several months.
She would sometimes take me out for lunch. People thought we had something to do. How I wish.
She was a 'No go zone' for me. A highly respected lady like this is neither my class nor match.
My boss would always come around to call her if they needed anyone to do a presentation on behalf of the workers. There was no single day she ever flopped in her presentations. This is what we call a woman.
How I wish she would give me the chance to prove my love to her.
I have absolutely nothing on me to to even take her out on a shopping spree. Hmmm..I need to figure out something very fast.
Day in day out, I would lie on my bed and think of a way out. Did she want to tell me she wasn't seeing my effort or what? Can't she read through the lines? For me to wake up always and check on her meant a lot.
Was she that dumb or what? I was gradually getting tired but not fed up. There was no way I could be fed up.
My happy and lonely moments turned to be full of sorrows. Every man has his secret sorrows which the world knows not; and often times we call a man cold when he is only sad. You can also choose to call me cold for all I care.
When you are sorrowful, look again in your heart and you shall see that in truth, you are weeping for that which has and will always be your delight.
Achiaa is my delight. She would be a marriageable material. Did I just talk about marriage?
Even money to pay my utility bill, I had to call home or better still, use some dubious means to get money from Achiaa. How then would I get the means to marry her?
I just hope this is not mere fantasy. I have to get Achiaa at all cost. If it didn't work for Esparanza, there must be a way out here. At least, kissing her would bring heavens down. O God, help me. It's just one thing I ask of you Lord. Grant me the wish of kissing her or holding her tightly, and I will forever worship and serve you.
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Nude Bed
Death after life
Cold Desert
Hot eyes and
Sorrows of an Eagle
Abhynha Yankey brings to you another story. It bears that which sooths the soul of a weary man. It bears that which calms the rage of the dead. It bears the first taste identity of the new birth. It is my, your and our C.A.L.A.B.A.S.H
*CALABASH*
EPISODE 8
Hmmmm...how many of such ladies do we have in this world?
I admired her from a far distance as we worked. She would greet and smile to anybody she came across? I just hope she is not a prerender.
This went on for several months.
She would sometimes take me out for lunch. People thought we had something to do. How I wish.
She was a 'No go zone' for me. A highly respected lady like this is neither my class nor match.
My boss would always come around to call her if they needed anyone to do a presentation on behalf of the workers. There was no single day she ever flopped in her presentations. This is what we call a woman.
How I wish she would give me the chance to prove my love to her.
I have absolutely nothing on me to to even take her out on a shopping spree. Hmmm..I need to figure out something very fast.
Day in day out, I would lie on my bed and think of a way out. Did she want to tell me she wasn't seeing my effort or what? Can't she read through the lines? For me to wake up always and check on her meant a lot.
Was she that dumb or what? I was gradually getting tired but not fed up. There was no way I could be fed up.
My happy and lonely moments turned to be full of sorrows. Every man has his secret sorrows which the world knows not; and often times we call a man cold when he is only sad. You can also choose to call me cold for all I care.
When you are sorrowful, look again in your heart and you shall see that in truth, you are weeping for that which has and will always be your delight.
Achiaa is my delight. She would be a marriageable material. Did I just talk about marriage?
Even money to pay my utility bill, I had to call home or better still, use some dubious means to get money from Achiaa. How then would I get the means to marry her?
I just hope this is not mere fantasy. I have to get Achiaa at all cost. If it didn't work for Esparanza, there must be a way out here. At least, kissing her would bring heavens down. O God, help me. It's just one thing I ask of you Lord. Grant me the wish of kissing her or holding her tightly, and I will forever worship and serve you.
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CALABASH EPISODE 9
From the writer of
Nude Bed
Death after life
Cold Desert
Hot eyes and
Sorrows of an Eagle
Abhynha Yankey brings to you another story. It bears that which sooths the soul of a weary man. It bears that which calms the rage of the dead. It bears the first taste identity of the new birth. It is my,your and our C.A.L.A.B.A.S.H
*CALABASH*
EPISODE 9
O God, help me. It's just one thing I ask of you Lord. Grant me the wish of kissing or holding her tightly, and I will forever worship and serve you.
For some weeks and months, I would always make sure I checked on Achiaa. Though I did this all the time, she never came to my room. She would sometimes stand behind my window to greet me, and when I called her in, she would give me the excuses of, 'oh, I only came to say hi', 'I have something on fire', 'I'm actually going out to enjoy some fresh air.' Many a time, I joined her outside whenever she told me she was going out.
She wouldn't talk much.
All she would do was to press her phone and receive calls.
I wonder who those people really were. They only called her in the nights, and she would excuse herself and talk at length. That was the only time you would hear her laugh.
During one of these times, I left her outside when she ended the call by saying, "I love you too."
Who the hell could that be? Was the fellow the reason why she wasn't giving me the attention needed? I needed to do something. I can't lose all girls at the same time.
I left her sight to my room without saying a word to her, and she never bothered to ask me the reason.
"Agh, what at all was wrong with this girl? So a guy sits with you and you boldly tell another inanimate somewhere that you love him too? Thank God my mum never gave birth to a lady. I don't know what would have happened."
I went to my room and got a glass of water for myself. I wish there was something else I could take but where would that come from?
I've been saving my allowance knowing Achiaa is in the scene to help but now that I've got to know who she is, I'm not sure I would even greet her. Ladies are soo mean!
I started getting cold towards her. I wasn't comfortable with that but I had to do it. That girl was nothing to describe. She stopped calling me to walk to work together when she realised my attitude towards her. I thought she would keep pushing so that I give her the tough time, but she didn't.
I would always meet her at work and admire her in my own small way.
I started feeling lonely because there was no one to talk to though she wasn't making me laugh when we were friends. For all I know, walking with her made me feel like the boss himself.
I would always go to my room and think endlessly about her. There were times I decided to throw away my ego and pride and go talk to her but I couldn't. I was the man here so she needed to come and talk to me.
Besides, she was at fault here. She knows very well that I'm in love with her so why wouldn't she tell me she had somebody else, though I've not made my intentions clear to her?
Thoughts of her kept eating me up. There was no single day I wouldn't think of her. My days turned into nightmares.
I stopped going to work for some few days, besides, we had barely a month to finish with the service and all these trash would be over.
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Nude Bed
Death after life
Cold Desert
Hot eyes and
Sorrows of an Eagle
Abhynha Yankey brings to you another story. It bears that which sooths the soul of a weary man. It bears that which calms the rage of the dead. It bears the first taste identity of the new birth. It is my,your and our C.A.L.A.B.A.S.H
*CALABASH*
EPISODE 9
O God, help me. It's just one thing I ask of you Lord. Grant me the wish of kissing or holding her tightly, and I will forever worship and serve you.
For some weeks and months, I would always make sure I checked on Achiaa. Though I did this all the time, she never came to my room. She would sometimes stand behind my window to greet me, and when I called her in, she would give me the excuses of, 'oh, I only came to say hi', 'I have something on fire', 'I'm actually going out to enjoy some fresh air.' Many a time, I joined her outside whenever she told me she was going out.
She wouldn't talk much.
All she would do was to press her phone and receive calls.
I wonder who those people really were. They only called her in the nights, and she would excuse herself and talk at length. That was the only time you would hear her laugh.
During one of these times, I left her outside when she ended the call by saying, "I love you too."
Who the hell could that be? Was the fellow the reason why she wasn't giving me the attention needed? I needed to do something. I can't lose all girls at the same time.
I left her sight to my room without saying a word to her, and she never bothered to ask me the reason.
"Agh, what at all was wrong with this girl? So a guy sits with you and you boldly tell another inanimate somewhere that you love him too? Thank God my mum never gave birth to a lady. I don't know what would have happened."
I went to my room and got a glass of water for myself. I wish there was something else I could take but where would that come from?
I've been saving my allowance knowing Achiaa is in the scene to help but now that I've got to know who she is, I'm not sure I would even greet her. Ladies are soo mean!
I started getting cold towards her. I wasn't comfortable with that but I had to do it. That girl was nothing to describe. She stopped calling me to walk to work together when she realised my attitude towards her. I thought she would keep pushing so that I give her the tough time, but she didn't.
I would always meet her at work and admire her in my own small way.
I started feeling lonely because there was no one to talk to though she wasn't making me laugh when we were friends. For all I know, walking with her made me feel like the boss himself.
I would always go to my room and think endlessly about her. There were times I decided to throw away my ego and pride and go talk to her but I couldn't. I was the man here so she needed to come and talk to me.
Besides, she was at fault here. She knows very well that I'm in love with her so why wouldn't she tell me she had somebody else, though I've not made my intentions clear to her?
Thoughts of her kept eating me up. There was no single day I wouldn't think of her. My days turned into nightmares.
I stopped going to work for some few days, besides, we had barely a month to finish with the service and all these trash would be over.
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CALABASH EPISODE 10
From the writer of
Nude Bed
Death after life
Cold Desert
Hot eyes and
Sorrows of an Eagle
Abhynha Yankey brings to you another story. It bears that which sooths the soul of a weary man. It bears that which calms the rage of the dead. It bears the first taste identity of the new birth. It is my, your and our C.A.L.A.B.A.S.H
*CALABASH*
EPISODE 10
We had barely a month to finish with the service and all these trash would be over.
While sleeping on my bed and thinking of what to do with my life, I heard a knock on my door. That must be Achiaa. Thank God she finally came over.
I rushed to the door and opened it without checking who it was. That was Esparanza. What the hell was she doing in my room dressed almost naked?
I tried so hard to resist her as she made her sexy moves.
Trust me, Achiaa was more beautiful but Esparanza was sexier. I went closer to touch her and make my next move. Just as I was getting closer, I heard a knock on the door.
Ooohhhh....who was that la? I asked that the person come in but the voice struck me. It was a male voice.
"Negga, wosup? U hear sey we carry ur woman go clinic? She dey the small clinic der so u go fi go der", he said.
I rushed out as soon as I heard that. Which woman? I went to Achiaa's room and realised her absence. I tried to reach her but her voice was shaking. I left without informing Esparanza and went straight to the hospital.
I described her to one nurse I met at the entrance of the hospital. She helped me to locate her.
She was asleep when I got there. She looked more beautiful in her sleep. I gathered courage and went closer to her, bent slowly and kissed her passionately.
She opened her eyes widely with anger in her eyes. I felt sorry for myself and apologised to her.
She accepted my apologies so I went ahead to ask of what she would take though I had nothing on me.
She looked at me, smiled and said, "I have provisions in my room. You can please get me anything sumptuous. I know you have taste for good things so get me anything of your choice, please. And kindly check under my pillow and get me enough money for my bill. I may leave today."
I smiled at her and left for the house to get whatever she requested for. I made sure I picked some dresses and a comb. Though she didn't request for it, I know she would be very happy.
I got to the hospital and met some doctors and nurses around her. I waited outside as they had some few discussions with her. After they had left, I went in and gave her her breakfast and asked her what the doctor said.
She was an ulcer patient so she already knew the 'do's n don'ts'. She had been discharged already.
I went to the pharmacy shop to pick her drugs and pay her bills.
She had packed her things when I got there.
She was beaming with smiles all over her face. I helped her to her feet, carried her bag and went home. I made sure she had enough rest and good food to eat.
When she recovered fully, I made account of all the expenses and returned the rest of the money to her.
I could see that she was happy.
I think I need to thank God for making her sick. At least, it helped me to reconcile with her.
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Nude Bed
Death after life
Cold Desert
Hot eyes and
Sorrows of an Eagle
Abhynha Yankey brings to you another story. It bears that which sooths the soul of a weary man. It bears that which calms the rage of the dead. It bears the first taste identity of the new birth. It is my, your and our C.A.L.A.B.A.S.H
*CALABASH*
EPISODE 10
We had barely a month to finish with the service and all these trash would be over.
While sleeping on my bed and thinking of what to do with my life, I heard a knock on my door. That must be Achiaa. Thank God she finally came over.
I rushed to the door and opened it without checking who it was. That was Esparanza. What the hell was she doing in my room dressed almost naked?
I tried so hard to resist her as she made her sexy moves.
Trust me, Achiaa was more beautiful but Esparanza was sexier. I went closer to touch her and make my next move. Just as I was getting closer, I heard a knock on the door.
Ooohhhh....who was that la? I asked that the person come in but the voice struck me. It was a male voice.
"Negga, wosup? U hear sey we carry ur woman go clinic? She dey the small clinic der so u go fi go der", he said.
I rushed out as soon as I heard that. Which woman? I went to Achiaa's room and realised her absence. I tried to reach her but her voice was shaking. I left without informing Esparanza and went straight to the hospital.
I described her to one nurse I met at the entrance of the hospital. She helped me to locate her.
She was asleep when I got there. She looked more beautiful in her sleep. I gathered courage and went closer to her, bent slowly and kissed her passionately.
She opened her eyes widely with anger in her eyes. I felt sorry for myself and apologised to her.
She accepted my apologies so I went ahead to ask of what she would take though I had nothing on me.
She looked at me, smiled and said, "I have provisions in my room. You can please get me anything sumptuous. I know you have taste for good things so get me anything of your choice, please. And kindly check under my pillow and get me enough money for my bill. I may leave today."
I smiled at her and left for the house to get whatever she requested for. I made sure I picked some dresses and a comb. Though she didn't request for it, I know she would be very happy.
I got to the hospital and met some doctors and nurses around her. I waited outside as they had some few discussions with her. After they had left, I went in and gave her her breakfast and asked her what the doctor said.
She was an ulcer patient so she already knew the 'do's n don'ts'. She had been discharged already.
I went to the pharmacy shop to pick her drugs and pay her bills.
She had packed her things when I got there.
She was beaming with smiles all over her face. I helped her to her feet, carried her bag and went home. I made sure she had enough rest and good food to eat.
When she recovered fully, I made account of all the expenses and returned the rest of the money to her.
I could see that she was happy.
I think I need to thank God for making her sick. At least, it helped me to reconcile with her.
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CALABASH EPISODE 11
From the writer of
Nude Bed
Death after life
Cold Desert
Hot eyes and
Sorrows of an eagle
Abhynha Yankey brings to you another story. It bears that which sooths the soul of a weary man. It bears that which calms the rage of the dead. It bears the first taste identity of the new birth. It is my, your and our C.A.L.A.B.A.S.H
*CALABASH*
EPISODE 11
I could see that she was happy. I think I need to thank God for making her sick. At least, it helped me to reconce with her.
It's good sorrows come our way some times. It's good she decided not to talk to me, but it's best she fell sick. Sorrows prepare us for joy. It violently sweeps everything out of your house, so that new joy can find space to enter. It shakes the yellow leaves from the bough of your heart so that fresh,green leaves can grow in their places. It pulls up the rotten roots, so that new roots hidden beneath have room to grow. Whatever sorrows shakes from your heart, far better things will take the place.
This is the right time to shake Esparanza out of my life and allow room for Achiaa. She can't continue to mess up my life.
I picked my phone to call her after thoroughly examining her in my mind. I don't want her to come anywhere around me again. She offered to come around instead of me going to her room. She came in a silky and transparent night wear which projected her hard nipple and exposed her beads.
For once, I tried so hard to resist this temptation. I sternly warned her not to come around me again, never again! I pushed her out of my room and locked my door.
I went to Achiaa's room and met her absence. Just when I was about leaving the room, she came out from her bathroom with a white towel wrapped around her shoulder.
I decided to go out though I wished I could stay and behold her body. She had water all over her body.
She stopped me from going out.
I sat on her bed and enjoyed a movie that was being shown on her television. I asked her for the title and she told me it was 'AMERICAN PIE'.
I really enjoyed the movie. She joined me on the bed after she had finished smearing pomade on her skin and applying deodorant to her armpit.
I don't know of the rest since she had her towel on. I wish I could excuse myself but she told me not to worry.
"Ahaa, Akwasi, I want to use this great opportunity to show my appreciation to you for all the love and kindness you showed to me when I was at the hospital. God bless you", she said.
I only smiled in response to what she said and asked her, "If I may ask, how is your boy friend? We have been friends for long and it's left with three weeks for us to separate, but I've never heard you talk of your boyfriend".
She laughed it off and shook her head. Was I being funny?
She slept on the bed as I continued to sit and watch the movie. I began feeling sleepy so I decided to sleep by her. She was sleeping as well so I didn't want to bother her. Many thoughts ran through my mind.
She turned about on the bed. The towel around her shoulder came down exposing some small part of her breast and another part also exposing her buttocks.
O my God! This is the right time for me. I went to the door to make sure it is locked and returned.
The movie was just the right movie for this time.
I unbuttoned my shirt, leaving only my singlet. I still had my trouser on, just in case she opens her eyes and angrily sacks me.
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Nude Bed
Death after life
Cold Desert
Hot eyes and
Sorrows of an eagle
Abhynha Yankey brings to you another story. It bears that which sooths the soul of a weary man. It bears that which calms the rage of the dead. It bears the first taste identity of the new birth. It is my, your and our C.A.L.A.B.A.S.H
*CALABASH*
EPISODE 11
I could see that she was happy. I think I need to thank God for making her sick. At least, it helped me to reconce with her.
It's good sorrows come our way some times. It's good she decided not to talk to me, but it's best she fell sick. Sorrows prepare us for joy. It violently sweeps everything out of your house, so that new joy can find space to enter. It shakes the yellow leaves from the bough of your heart so that fresh,green leaves can grow in their places. It pulls up the rotten roots, so that new roots hidden beneath have room to grow. Whatever sorrows shakes from your heart, far better things will take the place.
This is the right time to shake Esparanza out of my life and allow room for Achiaa. She can't continue to mess up my life.
I picked my phone to call her after thoroughly examining her in my mind. I don't want her to come anywhere around me again. She offered to come around instead of me going to her room. She came in a silky and transparent night wear which projected her hard nipple and exposed her beads.
For once, I tried so hard to resist this temptation. I sternly warned her not to come around me again, never again! I pushed her out of my room and locked my door.
I went to Achiaa's room and met her absence. Just when I was about leaving the room, she came out from her bathroom with a white towel wrapped around her shoulder.
I decided to go out though I wished I could stay and behold her body. She had water all over her body.
She stopped me from going out.
I sat on her bed and enjoyed a movie that was being shown on her television. I asked her for the title and she told me it was 'AMERICAN PIE'.
I really enjoyed the movie. She joined me on the bed after she had finished smearing pomade on her skin and applying deodorant to her armpit.
I don't know of the rest since she had her towel on. I wish I could excuse myself but she told me not to worry.
"Ahaa, Akwasi, I want to use this great opportunity to show my appreciation to you for all the love and kindness you showed to me when I was at the hospital. God bless you", she said.
I only smiled in response to what she said and asked her, "If I may ask, how is your boy friend? We have been friends for long and it's left with three weeks for us to separate, but I've never heard you talk of your boyfriend".
She laughed it off and shook her head. Was I being funny?
She slept on the bed as I continued to sit and watch the movie. I began feeling sleepy so I decided to sleep by her. She was sleeping as well so I didn't want to bother her. Many thoughts ran through my mind.
She turned about on the bed. The towel around her shoulder came down exposing some small part of her breast and another part also exposing her buttocks.
O my God! This is the right time for me. I went to the door to make sure it is locked and returned.
The movie was just the right movie for this time.
I unbuttoned my shirt, leaving only my singlet. I still had my trouser on, just in case she opens her eyes and angrily sacks me.
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CALABASH EPISODE 12
From the writer of
Nude Bed
Death after life
Cold desert
Hot eyes and
Sorrows of an Eagle
Abhynha Yankey brings to you another story. It bears that which sooths the soul of a weary man. It bears that which calms the rage of the dead. It bears the first taste identity of the new birth. It is my,your and our C.A.L.A.B.A.S.H
*CALABASH*
EPISODE 12
I still had my trouser on,just in case she opens her eyes and angrily sacks me.
I rubbed my hand on her exposed thigh. I tried very hard not to get her angry or irritated.
I think she was enjoying it. I gently pulled down her towel. Ouch! Her breast were very firm. I got hold of one nipple as my mouth did justice to the other.
She finally responded. She held my head as if to say, "baby, don't stop." I continued to play my naughty and dirty game. By this time, I know she wanted me to enter, but it was a slow game. I had to play it cool and enter at once.
I closed my eyes,brought out my sticky tongue and licked her all the way from her sternum, then finally to her wet and crazy lips. She took over from me when I got to the lips.
I slowly removed my trouser as she continued to kiss me. I closed my eyes and jumped on top of her. I finally took away the towel and rubbed my magical stick on her thigh.
I just love the way she moans. She must be a naughty angel. Just when I was about thrusting in, she opened her eyes widely and said, "sweetie,please take it easy with me. It's my first time ever. I'm a virgin". What? A virgin? I've never seen a virgin of this age before.
I took my time and gave her a gentle ride. I rolled my tongue in and around her ear as she continued to moan. I realised she was in pain as I did it but she insisted I went ahead.
She was enjoying every bit of me. We both got tired and decided to stop. That was when I believed she was really a virgin. She had stained the whole bed spread with her virgin blood. She quickly got up, took away the bed spread and went straight to the bathroom to wash it. She washed down as well and asked me to use her bathroom if I so wished, and she would get me a towel. While I was washing down, she was laying the mattress.
I dressed down and went to join her on her bed. I was shy at this moment. None of us could say a word for some time. I finally decided to go to my room and have a nap.
I was really tired after this drive. It'd also been long since I had an emotional drive. I really needed some rest.
I told her I was going to get some rest and advised her to do same.
"Hei, thanks a lot", she said this while I was turning the door nob. I looked at her, smiled and went to my room.
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Nude Bed
Death after life
Cold desert
Hot eyes and
Sorrows of an Eagle
Abhynha Yankey brings to you another story. It bears that which sooths the soul of a weary man. It bears that which calms the rage of the dead. It bears the first taste identity of the new birth. It is my,your and our C.A.L.A.B.A.S.H
*CALABASH*
EPISODE 12
I still had my trouser on,just in case she opens her eyes and angrily sacks me.
I rubbed my hand on her exposed thigh. I tried very hard not to get her angry or irritated.
I think she was enjoying it. I gently pulled down her towel. Ouch! Her breast were very firm. I got hold of one nipple as my mouth did justice to the other.
She finally responded. She held my head as if to say, "baby, don't stop." I continued to play my naughty and dirty game. By this time, I know she wanted me to enter, but it was a slow game. I had to play it cool and enter at once.
I closed my eyes,brought out my sticky tongue and licked her all the way from her sternum, then finally to her wet and crazy lips. She took over from me when I got to the lips.
I slowly removed my trouser as she continued to kiss me. I closed my eyes and jumped on top of her. I finally took away the towel and rubbed my magical stick on her thigh.
I just love the way she moans. She must be a naughty angel. Just when I was about thrusting in, she opened her eyes widely and said, "sweetie,please take it easy with me. It's my first time ever. I'm a virgin". What? A virgin? I've never seen a virgin of this age before.
I took my time and gave her a gentle ride. I rolled my tongue in and around her ear as she continued to moan. I realised she was in pain as I did it but she insisted I went ahead.
She was enjoying every bit of me. We both got tired and decided to stop. That was when I believed she was really a virgin. She had stained the whole bed spread with her virgin blood. She quickly got up, took away the bed spread and went straight to the bathroom to wash it. She washed down as well and asked me to use her bathroom if I so wished, and she would get me a towel. While I was washing down, she was laying the mattress.
I dressed down and went to join her on her bed. I was shy at this moment. None of us could say a word for some time. I finally decided to go to my room and have a nap.
I was really tired after this drive. It'd also been long since I had an emotional drive. I really needed some rest.
I told her I was going to get some rest and advised her to do same.
"Hei, thanks a lot", she said this while I was turning the door nob. I looked at her, smiled and went to my room.
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CALABASH EPISODE 13
From the writer of
Nude Bed
Death after life
Cold desert
Hot eyes and
Sorrows of an Eagle
Abhynha Yankey brings to you another story. It bears that which sooths the soul of a weary man. It bears that which calms the rage of the dead. It bears the first taste identity of the new birth. It is my, your and our C.A.L.A.B.A.S.H
*CALABASH*
EPISODE 13
I looked at her, smiled and went to my room.
Our friendship grew stronger. There was no single day one would walk without the company of the other.
Two weeks after our encounter, that is, a week for us to finish with our service, she complained she was ill and weak.
She kept complaining so I had to escort her to the clinic.
With her complains, the doctor told us to go in for a pregnancy test. I'm just hoping it doesn't turn out to be pregnancy because I'm not ready to father a child.
They requested for her urine for the pregnancy test.
It turned out to be positive. Where will I run to? Who will listen to my plea? I pretended I didn't hear her.
After all, we have few days to spend together and finally separate for our various homes. I will play dumb and leave. She didn't know my address. All she knew was the town in which I lived.
I always hid in my room, just to avoid seeing her. I knew she would be going through a lot, but that wasn't my headache.
I packed my things one evening and left for home at dawn without informing anyone.
My parents were not aware of my coming. I'm sure it took them by surprise when they saw me. I was nervous though no one was after me.
Mum sensed there was something wrong with me. She tried so hard to convince me to talk, but I remained the tough guy I'd always been.
I always stayed indoors and decided not to talk to anyone.
I wept day and night. I wish there was something I could do. I still loved Achiaa. I wanted to be with her forever, but there was no means. I even lived with my parents and slept with my cousin in the same room. How possible would it be to bring a woman to the house?
I went through my file and saw the number of a friend who offered to help me once I was done with my service. I called him and he told me to come over the next day.
I felt happy. I'm finally running away from my shadows. No one can trace me for now, not even my mother.
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Nude Bed
Death after life
Cold desert
Hot eyes and
Sorrows of an Eagle
Abhynha Yankey brings to you another story. It bears that which sooths the soul of a weary man. It bears that which calms the rage of the dead. It bears the first taste identity of the new birth. It is my, your and our C.A.L.A.B.A.S.H
*CALABASH*
EPISODE 13
I looked at her, smiled and went to my room.
Our friendship grew stronger. There was no single day one would walk without the company of the other.
Two weeks after our encounter, that is, a week for us to finish with our service, she complained she was ill and weak.
She kept complaining so I had to escort her to the clinic.
With her complains, the doctor told us to go in for a pregnancy test. I'm just hoping it doesn't turn out to be pregnancy because I'm not ready to father a child.
They requested for her urine for the pregnancy test.
It turned out to be positive. Where will I run to? Who will listen to my plea? I pretended I didn't hear her.
After all, we have few days to spend together and finally separate for our various homes. I will play dumb and leave. She didn't know my address. All she knew was the town in which I lived.
I always hid in my room, just to avoid seeing her. I knew she would be going through a lot, but that wasn't my headache.
I packed my things one evening and left for home at dawn without informing anyone.
My parents were not aware of my coming. I'm sure it took them by surprise when they saw me. I was nervous though no one was after me.
Mum sensed there was something wrong with me. She tried so hard to convince me to talk, but I remained the tough guy I'd always been.
I always stayed indoors and decided not to talk to anyone.
I wept day and night. I wish there was something I could do. I still loved Achiaa. I wanted to be with her forever, but there was no means. I even lived with my parents and slept with my cousin in the same room. How possible would it be to bring a woman to the house?
I went through my file and saw the number of a friend who offered to help me once I was done with my service. I called him and he told me to come over the next day.
I felt happy. I'm finally running away from my shadows. No one can trace me for now, not even my mother.
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CALABASH EPISODE 14
From the writer of
Nude Bed
Death after life
Cold desert
Hot eyes and
Sorrows of an Eagle
Abhynha Yankey brings to you another story. It bears that which sooths the soul of a weary man. It bears that which calms the rage of the dead. It bears the first taste identity of the new birth. It is my, your and our C.A.L.A.B.A.S.H
*CALABASH*
EPISODE 14
No one can trace me for now, not even my mother.
I took my small bag which contained the little things I would need while away. I opened the door gently and creeped out of my room.
There were people sitting on our corridor.
Who could they be? I stretched my neck to see who they were. I heard my mum call me, "barima, where are you heading to at this time? Anyway, your father and I want to have some few words with you so come and sit down".
My heart jumped from it's actual position. I could feel it jumping in my abdomen. I hoped there was no issue.
In as much as I knew that they didn't know what was going on, I also felt very uncomfortable. I drew closer and saw four other people. That was Achiaa in the company of one man and woman, and a native of Oyoko.
I'm sure she directed them to the house. "I beg to take my leave now that we have seen him", she said and left.
This woman is really a gossipe. How did she know I was the one they were looking for?
Hmmmm...I got myself a chair and sat uncomfortably on it. I could feel the people were watching me. Who were they? I'm not sure those were her parents. They were too rich to be her parents.
"My son", my mum started..."You remember when you came home, I asked you if there was any issue. You are my son. I know it when there is something wrong with you but you denied it. Anyway, do you know this lady here? She said she's pregnant for you. She came with your picture. What do you have to say?"
I sat there quietly and thought of what I will go through if I should accept the pregnancy. I denied it. I told them she was a friend I met at where I had my service. We never became intimate. She took my picture that she would miss me in my absence, not knowing she had her own plan in mind. I got up and left after I had said that.
My mum called me severally but I didn't bother to say a word. As for my father, he didn't open his mouth.
I overhead the two strangers talk rudely to Achiaa. From all indications, they were her parents. Was she that rich? Why did she lie to me?
I stood and watched them as they drove away in their land cruiser. They left behind Achiaa who cried and ran after them. I pretended I hadn't seen her and went to my room.
My father followed me as soon as I entered the room.
"H33, fa w'enimguase3 no bra ha. It's not as if I didn't want to say a word. It's because I know and I'm sure you are responsible. That family is the wealthiest in Tafo. They lost their first child, and I'm sure they are trying their best to make this lady's life look like heaven, but what did you do? You rather went to impregnate her and you stand here, and lie to me. I curse the day I gave birth to you!"
My father angrily said and walked out on me. His words meant nothing to me. I carried my bag and left the house without informing anyone.
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Death after life
Cold desert
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Sorrows of an Eagle
Abhynha Yankey brings to you another story. It bears that which sooths the soul of a weary man. It bears that which calms the rage of the dead. It bears the first taste identity of the new birth. It is my, your and our C.A.L.A.B.A.S.H
*CALABASH*
EPISODE 14
No one can trace me for now, not even my mother.
I took my small bag which contained the little things I would need while away. I opened the door gently and creeped out of my room.
There were people sitting on our corridor.
Who could they be? I stretched my neck to see who they were. I heard my mum call me, "barima, where are you heading to at this time? Anyway, your father and I want to have some few words with you so come and sit down".
My heart jumped from it's actual position. I could feel it jumping in my abdomen. I hoped there was no issue.
In as much as I knew that they didn't know what was going on, I also felt very uncomfortable. I drew closer and saw four other people. That was Achiaa in the company of one man and woman, and a native of Oyoko.
I'm sure she directed them to the house. "I beg to take my leave now that we have seen him", she said and left.
This woman is really a gossipe. How did she know I was the one they were looking for?
Hmmmm...I got myself a chair and sat uncomfortably on it. I could feel the people were watching me. Who were they? I'm not sure those were her parents. They were too rich to be her parents.
"My son", my mum started..."You remember when you came home, I asked you if there was any issue. You are my son. I know it when there is something wrong with you but you denied it. Anyway, do you know this lady here? She said she's pregnant for you. She came with your picture. What do you have to say?"
I sat there quietly and thought of what I will go through if I should accept the pregnancy. I denied it. I told them she was a friend I met at where I had my service. We never became intimate. She took my picture that she would miss me in my absence, not knowing she had her own plan in mind. I got up and left after I had said that.
My mum called me severally but I didn't bother to say a word. As for my father, he didn't open his mouth.
I overhead the two strangers talk rudely to Achiaa. From all indications, they were her parents. Was she that rich? Why did she lie to me?
I stood and watched them as they drove away in their land cruiser. They left behind Achiaa who cried and ran after them. I pretended I hadn't seen her and went to my room.
My father followed me as soon as I entered the room.
"H33, fa w'enimguase3 no bra ha. It's not as if I didn't want to say a word. It's because I know and I'm sure you are responsible. That family is the wealthiest in Tafo. They lost their first child, and I'm sure they are trying their best to make this lady's life look like heaven, but what did you do? You rather went to impregnate her and you stand here, and lie to me. I curse the day I gave birth to you!"
My father angrily said and walked out on me. His words meant nothing to me. I carried my bag and left the house without informing anyone.
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CALABASH EPISODE 15
From the writer of
Nude Bed
Death after life
Cold Desert
Hot eyes and
Sorrows of an Eagle
Abhynha Yankey brings to you another story. It bears that which sooths the soul of a weary man. It bears that which calms the rage of the dead.It bears the first taste identity of the new birth. It is my, your and our C.A.L.A.B.A.S.H
*CALABASH*
EPISODE 15
I carried my bag and left the house without informing anyone.
I joined my friend at his town. He has really worked hard. He had enough things to boast of at his age. He wasn't the friend I knew on phone. He had little time to spare. It was either church service or work. I began hating him for that.
I had spent six months with him and I was already becoming a business entrepreneur. He introduced me to his boss. He was indeed business oriented.
I could now boast of lots and lots of money.
This was the right time to call home.
They would at least be okay if I told them about my current state. Afterall, I'm working and earning much.
There was no way they could talk anyhow to me. I'm a full grown man.
I started going to church and worshipping God under the influence of my friend. That alone yielded positive results in whatever I did and touched. There was no single day I missed church service, not even when my friend was weary.
One night at service, a man of God who was an invited guest gave a sermon that touched my heart. Until my friend tapped my shoulder, I didn't know I was shedding tears.
I had indeed wronged my parents and I needed to go home. Like the story of the prodigal son, my parents would welcome me with a sincere and warm heart. Even if they should scold me, I very much deserved it.
I went home after church and went on my knees. I cried unto God to forgive me and hear my plea. I would forever love and worship Him.
My bed couldn't contain me that night. I wandered about in the room while my friend slept, and woke up intermittently to steal glances at me. I wished I could talk to him. I wished I could tell him how I ran away from the house and my shadows, how I denied a pregnancy and brought shame upon a noble family.
Will he give me a listening ear? I battled with my mind throughout the night that I didn't even know when sleep took over.
I woke up and realized my friend had left, and left a note behind. It read, 'Biggie, I can read from all angles that there is something you are not telling me. I will leave you to rest and report to my boss you are ill. Until then, prepare your mind to tell me whatever is battling your mind'.
He came back very early that day from work. I didn't hesitate to respond to his questions. "I'm lonely. I'm lonely in some horribly deep way and for a flash of an instance, I can see how deep this feeling runs. It scares the shit out of me to be this lonely because it seems a bit catastrophic"...I cried while I poured out the pain in my heart.
I told him of the reason why I came to him. I told him about my unborn baby.
I believe someday, we'll run into each other again. Maybe I will be older, smarter and better. If that happens, that's when I'll deserve her. It's definitely not now, not at this moment. She can't hook her boat to mine, we are both liable to sink.
My friend understood me, took me by my hand and said, "Don't worry. God is in control. If you really want to get closer to God, you have to apologise to your parents and to the lady in question. I will escort you there over the weekend. Forget about them throwing you out because we are going to fast God willing tomorrow, and trust me, things would have already been settled by the time we get there".
His words encouraged me and brought back smiles to my face.
I hugged him and thanked him. He is the brother my parents never gave birth to.
We got something to eat, prayed to God and asked him for the strength to fast the following day. We asked that He settled any issue before we got there. We trusted that He would do it just as we had asked Him.
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Nude Bed
Death after life
Cold Desert
Hot eyes and
Sorrows of an Eagle
Abhynha Yankey brings to you another story. It bears that which sooths the soul of a weary man. It bears that which calms the rage of the dead.It bears the first taste identity of the new birth. It is my, your and our C.A.L.A.B.A.S.H
*CALABASH*
EPISODE 15
I carried my bag and left the house without informing anyone.
I joined my friend at his town. He has really worked hard. He had enough things to boast of at his age. He wasn't the friend I knew on phone. He had little time to spare. It was either church service or work. I began hating him for that.
I had spent six months with him and I was already becoming a business entrepreneur. He introduced me to his boss. He was indeed business oriented.
I could now boast of lots and lots of money.
This was the right time to call home.
They would at least be okay if I told them about my current state. Afterall, I'm working and earning much.
There was no way they could talk anyhow to me. I'm a full grown man.
I started going to church and worshipping God under the influence of my friend. That alone yielded positive results in whatever I did and touched. There was no single day I missed church service, not even when my friend was weary.
One night at service, a man of God who was an invited guest gave a sermon that touched my heart. Until my friend tapped my shoulder, I didn't know I was shedding tears.
I had indeed wronged my parents and I needed to go home. Like the story of the prodigal son, my parents would welcome me with a sincere and warm heart. Even if they should scold me, I very much deserved it.
I went home after church and went on my knees. I cried unto God to forgive me and hear my plea. I would forever love and worship Him.
My bed couldn't contain me that night. I wandered about in the room while my friend slept, and woke up intermittently to steal glances at me. I wished I could talk to him. I wished I could tell him how I ran away from the house and my shadows, how I denied a pregnancy and brought shame upon a noble family.
Will he give me a listening ear? I battled with my mind throughout the night that I didn't even know when sleep took over.
I woke up and realized my friend had left, and left a note behind. It read, 'Biggie, I can read from all angles that there is something you are not telling me. I will leave you to rest and report to my boss you are ill. Until then, prepare your mind to tell me whatever is battling your mind'.
He came back very early that day from work. I didn't hesitate to respond to his questions. "I'm lonely. I'm lonely in some horribly deep way and for a flash of an instance, I can see how deep this feeling runs. It scares the shit out of me to be this lonely because it seems a bit catastrophic"...I cried while I poured out the pain in my heart.
I told him of the reason why I came to him. I told him about my unborn baby.
I believe someday, we'll run into each other again. Maybe I will be older, smarter and better. If that happens, that's when I'll deserve her. It's definitely not now, not at this moment. She can't hook her boat to mine, we are both liable to sink.
My friend understood me, took me by my hand and said, "Don't worry. God is in control. If you really want to get closer to God, you have to apologise to your parents and to the lady in question. I will escort you there over the weekend. Forget about them throwing you out because we are going to fast God willing tomorrow, and trust me, things would have already been settled by the time we get there".
His words encouraged me and brought back smiles to my face.
I hugged him and thanked him. He is the brother my parents never gave birth to.
We got something to eat, prayed to God and asked him for the strength to fast the following day. We asked that He settled any issue before we got there. We trusted that He would do it just as we had asked Him.
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CALABASH FINAL EPISODE
From the writer of
Nude Bed
Death after life
Cold Desert
Hot eyes and
Sorrows of an Eagle
Abhynha Yankey brings to you another story. It bears that which sooths the soul of a weary man. It bears that which calms the rage the dead. It bears the first taste identity of the new birth. It is my, your and our C.A.L.A.B.A.S.H
*CALABASH*
EPISODE 16 (FINAL EPISODE)
It wasn't easy for me to fast, but with the the support of my friend, I was able to go through it.
I felt like collapsing at a point in time. Though we were fasting, I was still scared of going to face my parents, more especially Achiaa and her family.
The fast came to an end, thinking I could take something heavy since I was very hungry, but I was advised to take in something light, porridge without milk. I was surprised when I saw him sleep without taking anything. I thought he had forgotten or perhaps wasn't hungry to take in anything.
He told me he wasn't breaking the fast until he had met with my parents and that of Achiaa. God bless him.
I was lost in thoughts throughout the night. How would my parents accept me? Sleep finally took over in the middle of the night.
I woke up late, though not very late, to see my friend already dressed with some foodstuffs by him. I apologised to him and rushed to the bathroom to take a quick shower. I didn't waste time in dressing up. He advised that I shouldn't take anything along, except for the dresses I will be needing. He already had enough money to cater for us for as long as we wished to stay home with my parents. He also had some food stuffs for my parents. That was bad of me. I didn't even think of it.
We joined hands, prayed and then set off to my village.
While in the vehicle, we talked at length. He gave me words of encouragement to keep me going.
We finally got to my parents' junction, where I felt like easing myself. I became tensed up. My friend and brother could see through my eyes and heart. He stopped, looked at me and said, "Everything is under control. The spirit of God is at work". His words were not enough to calm me, but I pretended to be alright.
Before I got to my house, somebody ran to embrace me. The hands and palm of the fellow were soo cold. His muscles were wasting away. Tears rolled down from his eyes unto my shoulder. He finally took his head off and said, "My son, this is the day the Lord has made. I've been waiting endlessly for you. Come on,let's go home and get something to eat." That was my father. Was he not the man who got angry with me and left because I had impregnated someone? I looked at my friend and smiled to him. We indeed serve a living God.
We got home and met my mum in a very dilapidated state. I couldn't help but ran to embrace her. I went on my knees and apologised to them without wasting time.
They knew my friend, Quaku so there was no need for any introduction. All I did was to tell them how he housed me and helped me get my job. They thanked him.
Quaku didn't want us to sleep for even a second before going to see Achiaa. We talked things over with my parents who accepted to lead us to their house.
One thing I didn't understand was why Achiaa told me she came from a poor home. I asked my mum, but my dad was quick to answer, "Barima, that girl is very humble so doesn't want people to know of her background. She also thinks one would take advantage of her should they find out about her family background".
From a distance, my father pointed a very nice building to us. That is where she lives. That is one of her father's mansion. I opened my mouth in surprise. No wonder she had everything in her room.
Getting closer, we saw different cars packed outside with a well arranged and decorated canopies. What was happening? Who was coming to marry my angel? Didn't the person see that she was pregnant? All these questions ran through my mind. I pray it turns out to be something different.
From nowhere, somebody gave me a heavy slap. A heavy one to put me into comma.
I figured the person out instantly. That was the woman who came to my house with her that dawn. Her mother, I mean
I didn't know what to do. I got closer and realised people were dressed in black and red.
I ran to one lady with tears in my eyes and asked her what was happening. Her words choked her but she managed to cough them out, "the only surviving daughter of the Gyamfi family is dead. She got hit by a moving vehicle. I learnt she had been depressed since the guy who broke her virginity and got her pregnant denied her. She's been roaming about endlessly. That is how come a vehicle hit her. We are going to bury her today."
What! Bury who? I ran to where the body was, pushed everybody aside and went to lay on the body. I can't forgive myself for this. I cried my heart out. I expressed my emotions because without it, I's only a robot.
They pushed me aside and covered the casket. Eeeiii, that is my calabash lying there without smiling at me. What will I use to fetch water? Somebody help me reach my waterpot.
God, deep in the casket my love is lying and I must weep alone. No one would ever understand me. I must cry, I must mourn. I must weep to make less the depth of grief. If I'm ever given the chance to choose between the experience of pain and nothing, I would choose pain and lie in the bosom of my beloved. My whole world has come to an end.
I thought I could make amends but here I am, mourning my beloved and precious calabash.
To you that is watching me in disappointment, watching me in disgust, you are free to do so. But remember, that the shea butter that is gloating over the ill-fated salt because of a heavy downpour, should fortify itself with ice before the sun rises. What has befallen me can befall you if you allow the intoxicating effect of pride and dishonesty to blind you. I sat and weeped uncontrollably as they carried the casket away.
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Thank you all for your consistent comments which kept me moving.
0243028187...let's chat and keep going
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Nude Bed
Death after life
Cold Desert
Hot eyes and
Sorrows of an Eagle
Abhynha Yankey brings to you another story. It bears that which sooths the soul of a weary man. It bears that which calms the rage the dead. It bears the first taste identity of the new birth. It is my, your and our C.A.L.A.B.A.S.H
*CALABASH*
EPISODE 16 (FINAL EPISODE)
It wasn't easy for me to fast, but with the the support of my friend, I was able to go through it.
I felt like collapsing at a point in time. Though we were fasting, I was still scared of going to face my parents, more especially Achiaa and her family.
The fast came to an end, thinking I could take something heavy since I was very hungry, but I was advised to take in something light, porridge without milk. I was surprised when I saw him sleep without taking anything. I thought he had forgotten or perhaps wasn't hungry to take in anything.
He told me he wasn't breaking the fast until he had met with my parents and that of Achiaa. God bless him.
I was lost in thoughts throughout the night. How would my parents accept me? Sleep finally took over in the middle of the night.
I woke up late, though not very late, to see my friend already dressed with some foodstuffs by him. I apologised to him and rushed to the bathroom to take a quick shower. I didn't waste time in dressing up. He advised that I shouldn't take anything along, except for the dresses I will be needing. He already had enough money to cater for us for as long as we wished to stay home with my parents. He also had some food stuffs for my parents. That was bad of me. I didn't even think of it.
We joined hands, prayed and then set off to my village.
While in the vehicle, we talked at length. He gave me words of encouragement to keep me going.
We finally got to my parents' junction, where I felt like easing myself. I became tensed up. My friend and brother could see through my eyes and heart. He stopped, looked at me and said, "Everything is under control. The spirit of God is at work". His words were not enough to calm me, but I pretended to be alright.
Before I got to my house, somebody ran to embrace me. The hands and palm of the fellow were soo cold. His muscles were wasting away. Tears rolled down from his eyes unto my shoulder. He finally took his head off and said, "My son, this is the day the Lord has made. I've been waiting endlessly for you. Come on,let's go home and get something to eat." That was my father. Was he not the man who got angry with me and left because I had impregnated someone? I looked at my friend and smiled to him. We indeed serve a living God.
We got home and met my mum in a very dilapidated state. I couldn't help but ran to embrace her. I went on my knees and apologised to them without wasting time.
They knew my friend, Quaku so there was no need for any introduction. All I did was to tell them how he housed me and helped me get my job. They thanked him.
Quaku didn't want us to sleep for even a second before going to see Achiaa. We talked things over with my parents who accepted to lead us to their house.
One thing I didn't understand was why Achiaa told me she came from a poor home. I asked my mum, but my dad was quick to answer, "Barima, that girl is very humble so doesn't want people to know of her background. She also thinks one would take advantage of her should they find out about her family background".
From a distance, my father pointed a very nice building to us. That is where she lives. That is one of her father's mansion. I opened my mouth in surprise. No wonder she had everything in her room.
Getting closer, we saw different cars packed outside with a well arranged and decorated canopies. What was happening? Who was coming to marry my angel? Didn't the person see that she was pregnant? All these questions ran through my mind. I pray it turns out to be something different.
From nowhere, somebody gave me a heavy slap. A heavy one to put me into comma.
I figured the person out instantly. That was the woman who came to my house with her that dawn. Her mother, I mean
I didn't know what to do. I got closer and realised people were dressed in black and red.
I ran to one lady with tears in my eyes and asked her what was happening. Her words choked her but she managed to cough them out, "the only surviving daughter of the Gyamfi family is dead. She got hit by a moving vehicle. I learnt she had been depressed since the guy who broke her virginity and got her pregnant denied her. She's been roaming about endlessly. That is how come a vehicle hit her. We are going to bury her today."
What! Bury who? I ran to where the body was, pushed everybody aside and went to lay on the body. I can't forgive myself for this. I cried my heart out. I expressed my emotions because without it, I's only a robot.
They pushed me aside and covered the casket. Eeeiii, that is my calabash lying there without smiling at me. What will I use to fetch water? Somebody help me reach my waterpot.
God, deep in the casket my love is lying and I must weep alone. No one would ever understand me. I must cry, I must mourn. I must weep to make less the depth of grief. If I'm ever given the chance to choose between the experience of pain and nothing, I would choose pain and lie in the bosom of my beloved. My whole world has come to an end.
I thought I could make amends but here I am, mourning my beloved and precious calabash.
To you that is watching me in disappointment, watching me in disgust, you are free to do so. But remember, that the shea butter that is gloating over the ill-fated salt because of a heavy downpour, should fortify itself with ice before the sun rises. What has befallen me can befall you if you allow the intoxicating effect of pride and dishonesty to blind you. I sat and weeped uncontrollably as they carried the casket away.
💫💫💫💫💫💫💫💫💫
Thank you all for your consistent comments which kept me moving.
0243028187...let's chat and keep going
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