DREAMS PART 3

Mustapha was kept in the cell by his father for talking to his mother rudely. I wondered what kind of lazy man the general was. You cannot train your own child again. You are leaving the fate of your child into the hands of the Nigeria police force… hmmm. I told him what I did wrong and he felt bad also. The soldiers that came to release him the next day stood in for me also. Immediately he stepped out of the station his levels changed. Three cars came to pick him and soldiers started barricading him again. He picked ten thousand naira from a slot in the car and gave me with his number written on a card. Give me a call and sirens started clearing the road for the wayward son.

Now I’m a free man with nowhere to go and nobody to call a friend apart from Mustapha. I walked into a joint and asked for cigarette and soda. Everything seems expensive in this town as soda is five hundred naira. I brought out a copy of complete sports newspaper I bought the previous day and read slowly to kill time. From time killing I mistakenly slept off. It was the giggle of some beautiful ladies that woke me up. I was scared and ashamed. Did I really sleep off? I thought to myself how loud my snore was. The ladies looked at me one more time in my confused state and laughed again. A woman walked up to me and asked if there was no problem, I told her there was none. 

I left the joint in shame and walked to the nearest phone booth to make a call. Mustapha has given me his number and how would I start calling someone I just met; who gave me ten thousand for accommodation problems again. The line rang all through the first time with no response. There was a complete ring the second time also. I was about leaving when the phone rang and he was calling back. I rushed to pick and told him the situation I found myself. He gave me an address and told me to meet him there. I stopped a taxi and told him the address: No 234b Kwame Nkrumah Street Asokoro. The driver looked at me in surprise like; who do I know there. 

It was three houses away from them Mustapha’s house. It was like a guest house. He opened a room for me and introduced me to the workers. He told them I’ll be here for a while thus I should be granted all the priviledges expected. I knelt to thank him but he pulled me up and said something “what are friends for”……. Frank don’t worry you’ll do better for me if it was you. I nodded like I knew I would but …….. We sat outside under a tree in the compound reminiscing when a group of girls walked inside. That’s my sister and her friends. They come here more than me he said. “They were matured and ready to be slaughtered” (a slang we use to describe maturity). They walked to us and greeted Musty and I. they said they came to do some group learning. They want to learn more about Sigmund Freud’s psycho analysis.

I leaped into the conversation: Sigmund Freud was an Austrian neurologist who became known as the founding father of psychoanalysis. Born: 6 May 1856 and died 23 September 1939

Freud qualified as a doctor of medicine at the University of Vienna in 1881, and then carried out research into cerebral palsy, aphasia and microscopic neuro-anatomy at the Vienna General Hospital. He was appointed a university lecturer in neuro-pathology in 1885 and became a professor in 1902.

In creating psychoanalysis, a clinical method for treating psychopathology through dialogue between a patient and a psychoanalyst, Freud developed therapeutic techniques such as the use of free association (in which patients report their thoughts without reservation and in whichever order they spontaneously occur) and discovered transference (the process in which patients displace onto their analysts feelings derived from their childhood attachments), establishing its central role in the analytic process. Freud’s redefinition of sexuality to include its infantile forms led him to formulate the Oedipus and electoral complex as the central tenet of psychoanalytical theory.

Significantly Sigmund believed every human could be traced in his deepest part through some basic instincts. The unconscious is the portion of the mind of which a person is not aware of. Freud said that it is the unconscious that exposes the true feelings, emotions, and thoughts of the individual. There are varieties of psychoanalytic techniques used to access and understand the unconscious, ranging from methods like hypnosis, free association, and dream analysis.

They were lost in my prowess of thoughts that I became a scene of knowledge to them. When I stopped they knew they were where they needed to be. Then I asked what the assignment is. They slowly opened their books and read “write on Sigmund Freud’s psychoanalytic theory”. Then I met the first three female friends in Abuja. 

With a textbook introduced it took me less than three hours to compose a prose on Sigmund. They appreciated me extremely and I became a muse for their success. Aisha started having feeling for me after I told her my life history one rainy afternoon. I mixed up the story in such a way that the devil would also pity me if he tends to listen. The emotions were greater than those in titanic and like a sinking Jack she became a Rose Surprisingly the daughter of a multi millionaire kissed the son of Dr and Mrs Itohan of blessed memory. She held me tight as she kissed me and told me when we pulled apart that she would always be there.  Then I knew again, I have a dream.