As i walked into the bathroom that night,i felt this unusual weakness in my limbs.i had a long day at school and came back worn out as a result of the days activities.i rushed the plate of food my mother gave to me and took some water before i laid down to take a short nap.it was about 6.30 pm. i slept and finally woke up at about 10 pm.i needed to shower and read my books for the next days exam.just as i looked out of the bathroom window to the darkness that had taken over the universe except for the street lights that gave bright rays to the vicinity i noticed some funny movements but i picked up my bathing soap and quietly began to have my bath.suddenly the power went off and i heard 3 gunshots that sent cold shivers down my spine. Even with my soaked body i began to shiver and sweat at the same time.i was so scared. in the bathroom alone with no light and then gunshots.No,this is very unusual i thought and rushed my bath but only then did i hear profuse wails and screams from our neighbor's house,just two poles away from ours. I heard strong knocks on the bathroom door,it was my elder brother Wale. Femi he called,did you hear the gunshots,its from Bayo's house oh.i think he has been kicked.oh boy i am leaving town straight away.i cant stand this seriously.No chances oh.Wale said and his voice disappeared.I slumped in the bathroom floor.
Wale visited the scene of the murder and Bayo was shot in the head and chest.he died on the spot.we learnt he came home after his exams and went to bed like we all did after a long day,but at the time he was shot he received a call from someone asking him to come downstairs for a message and before he made his way down stairs they were already at the door.they shot him and left immediately.He was the only son of his parents.His father was very rich and affluent,we all grew up together,attended the same primary and secondary school and now in the university we all went to school in his car,Wale and myself. I thought of his loss and how terrible his mum must be feeling right now,i could hear her wails from my room.i could feel the sudden calm and cold dark night,i could only hear her voice in the depth of the night. Bayo was gone, unbelievable. I thought of Ruky his girlfriend his solemn reason for going into a cult.she must be sleeping now maybe in another man's bed without knowing that Bayo was heading to the mortuary.i was restless,i was so scared.my mum came and knocked at my door to tell me that she was going down to know if truly that Bayo was dead.i cant remember what my response was. i was lost in thought.i flashed back to that faithful day we were at the library that Ruky walked in and Bayo lost his mind to the level that he has lost his life this very night. Ruky was dating a cult guy and Bayo stepping into her life was not helping matters. the trauma he was put through because of her was more than enough.He could not cope with the frustration instilled on him by Sharp and his men so he joined a cult which was the beginning of another life for him.he lived in fear,confusion and trembling.i actually saw that as a weird life living fear of gun men,why would i ever do that,not for anything or anyone in the world.
Cultism has left indelible marks on the lives of a lot of people,parents have lost their children,people have lost their brothers,sometimes sisters and other loved one. Alot of under graduates dropped out of school out of fear of dying shamelessly,parents sell their properties to send their children to school only to welcome back some bad news that strikes their hearts with bile.Why should you venture into something that will pay you nothing but subject you to trauma,loss and restlessness. You are a youth for you to be useful not for you to be mourned for. Be in the right charge of your life,Be a good boss to yourself then know what counts and what doesn't. Of course,every choice you make,shapes your life!
Bayo was buried the next day but now my question is; where is Wale my elder brother? could he have sold his soul the devil like Bayo did and chosen to live in total fear of death? Where is Brother Wale ehhhh?
SAY NO TO CULTISM!!!!!!!!!
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