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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