DISASTER 2

However, the walk down the road was not beans oh! Every step I took seemed to attract people from ever side. Guys and girls alike turned to stare at me. I began to walk fast. 

Annoyingly enough, the road seemed to get longer as I never quite reached anywhere. When I almost fainted was when two girls who were talking turned to look at me and laughed. Arggh! At this point, I began to run. I ran and ran till I hit my leg on a big stone, fell and rolled down the road. I was covered in shame. I stood up, dusted myself and continued my journey. However, soon enough, I realized that my earpiece was not with me anymore and my shoe lace was loose. I bent to put in shape and craack, I heared a sound. That was how my jumpsuit tore! It didnt tear anywhere else oh, but that splash of red on my bum! I almost fainted. I stood aright and looked around to see people looking at me and laughing. I didnt know what to do, so, I frantically pulled out my phone from my bag to call my host to send me a cab, but, just as it came out of the bag, it fell face down into the gutter close on my right. I entered the gutter. Yes? My phone costs a whole session school fees for medicine students in a state university! As I took the phone, I noticed it wasnt coming on again. I was doomed. I began to sweat seriously and before long, my face was a pool and all my make up combined to form thick paint. I was ruined. I didnt know what to do again and at this point, frustration got the better of me and I just sat on the ground, or, did I faint? I cant remember which but, I do remember that I woke up in a hospital bed.

If I had known, I would have just worn my usual baseball cap and plain trousers!

THE END!

DISASTER 1

 

  My jumpsuit was black in colour with some splashes of red across the bust and bum. I really do not know why the designers decided to put those red touches where they appeared but, nevertheless, I bought it because I mean, must somebody always be so conservative?  Putting on a polo over plain trousers  with a low life shoe and a baseball cap everytime? No! This was the first time in my life that I had gone out of the box and put on a tube(strapless) cloth. At first, I loved the whole idea and I took more than enough pictures of the new me at home. I sprayed my wonderful perfume in some strategic places. You should know why now😉😉...Then, I took my handbag, my phone and earpiece and walked majestically out of the house.

After locking the door, I left the house. On reaching the compound gate, the sea of eyes that greeted me gave me cramps in my stomach.I however ignored them and kept walking down the road that led to the main road where I was to board a vehicle that would take me to the venue...

Married Me

        Everything had been put in place. The hall was arranged neatly and everything was already set in place. I begged Oma, my best friend to help me check up on the girls in the other dressing room to be certain that all was going well and as the good friend that she was, she left immediately after reminding me that I looked amazing in my white flowing wedding gown.

I took this time to reminisce. I wanted some alone time and because I knew very well that girls talk wouldn't allow Oma leave the dressing room any time soon, I sent her to check upon them to give me enough time to think about what I was going in for.

I was getting married! I was voluntarily accepting a jail term. I was agreeing to spend the rest of my life with one person! One person! I was going to grow white hairs with him and probably even die with him too! I was going to become his property! A man's own! 

I began to think about the words mom told me about the male folk. I remembered her telling me that men were not to be trusted, that my father left because he couldn't stay, that they only said the vows to fulfill all righteousness and not necessarily because they meant them. Mom told me that all the love ended on the night the marriage was consummated, that from thence , all the husband sees is a wasted woman who has nothing else going for her in life except from being his wife. Mom also said that after then, the husband begins to see other women as much more attractive than his wife and he begins to desire them so much that his wife begins to disgust him. She said all these because dad left her on their wedding night to see another woman and finally fled after I was born.

                    For five minutes, I thought about all these things and soon, I didn't like the idea of getting married . Mom had even died during the wedding preparations and now this. I was quitting. I took myself out of the room, looked left and right and bolted out of the building when I saw nobody. I didnt know what later happened but, this I know. Oma didn't go to the other dressing room to check up on the other girls. She went to Paul's room and on that day when I was supposed to say "I do", she was the bride whom my to-be husband kissed...

married me.