where it all started ...

The older one gets; the more careful one gets with what you eat, what you wear and how you keep your body. Diets and exercise has becomes a part of our lives so well that we have scheduled it to be an integral session of our day to day activities. Some skip days but for those that have all the time in the mornings……

I have started building my entirety into this weight loss drive from 106kg to 90kg. A project I assumed a little over a month ago and looking forward to an extra two months with intense activities to produce the result. Daily I visited the stadium close to me to join others in the work out sessions. From burpees, to step-runs, jumping jack and jogging. Abdominal and jumping ropes were parts of the session. In all sincerity it was a complete package. Mondays through Saturdays saw me visiting like I was getting paid.

Everyday produced a result for me and gradually my health was getting restored. A visit to the doctors showed an admiration that fascinated my soul. I promised it was going to be a lifestyle thus I kept it up.

Early mornings, were now a constant and I build a social circle within the stadium which doesn’t exceed that avenue. The environment was meant for all and everyone looks beautiful in workout clothes. Class consciousness is a difficult approach in this environment, so everyone just keeps a distance except interest is brewed. I wasn’t interested in that anyway thus I was focused on what brought me there. Body pains were a constant in the first few days but when I got acclimatized to the workouts I played with reps on the benches.

It was a sluggish morning which I struggled to wake up, I had a little bit of alcohol the previous day and my body reacted to it like a poison. I could remember few months ago. How well I could guzzle on rows of bottles of beer and just for the diets, I can’t drink two bottles successfully. I walked inside and saw a friend, one of the few that has the leverage of having my phone number and hanging out outside the environs of workout. We have not much in common but he is a comedian when it comes to social gatherings. This morning was supposed to shape my life positively but nothing made it look that way until I saw ANDREA.

There are pockets of social vices that reside in the stadium environment. It ranges from unethical begging for money, to married women looking for guys to satisfy their urge. Young ladies also parade their potato-sized breast and all have a sight seer who might be interested. But for me and my clique of friends, we felt we were too big for that. Now back to Andrea

After the welcoming salutation I saw Bugsy with a lady behind him talking a walk. Her name is Andrea, she became a distraction that has today become my focus. She was extremely beautiful. She was a complete package for a woman I wanted to share am part of me with. I greeted her in all courtesy for her to remember me but she was just as precise as possible in her response. I tried to spurn a conversation to keep her around a little longer but she was in a hurry thus I couldn’t talk mush to her. I knew I will see her again but how I can’t tell. Immediately she left, I knew I was done working out that day. I resorted in becoming better friends with Bugsy all in a desire to approach Andrea one more time.

WEAKER VESSEL 2

In a short while the doorbell came on and I knew Genevieve was around. I tried to rearrange myself to create a great impression as a boyfriend to her cousin thus my composure was smooth. Boma opened the door for her and behold a beauty that came in under the sun. My glare was imminent as both of them knew I was astonished by the beauty I saw. They were not surprised anyway as they claimed later …… everyone is always surprised. I stood up to greet her as a welcome gesture and gave compliments on her beauty immediately. We all laughed as they left me in the living room for the bedroom and kitchen after a while. Boma did most of the cooking thus Genevieve was with me in the living room. She came in for an interrogation I guessed. From how long have you been dating my sister, to how serious are you guys, do you have any plans for the future, and what do you do, etc. The questions were basis for our conversation so the sitting together was professionally interactive. Every bit of time saw Boma coming out to get a kiss from me. I felt it was becoming a spite but she said it to her cousin’s face………. Don’t collect this one again from me. I laughed as I said baby I’m with you but within I was gone with Genevieve. 

Her phone rang which distracted our conversation a little. She was on the phone with her friend Gloria(I found out her name afterwards anyway) she told Gloria she is sitting in front of him right now and after a while she gave me her phone and said I should just say hi to her friend. I did that without a thought but the friend asked me a question “how adventurous are you”…… I said without a thought “deeper than National Geographic” we both laughed. Then explore Genevieve. And the line went off. At this point it seemed to me like it was a set up

I didn’t know what to believe any longer. I was tangled in the web of three women, two around me and a third one controlling the tempo. I thought I was a master, these are grandmasters. I walked into the kitchen to join Boma and kisses nearly got the stew burnt. She needed to fry some things thus I had to go back into the living room. I stopped talking with Genevieve as both of us kept on watching the television like the program was interesting. She kept on exposing her legs, the impeccable beauty of the slightly bowed legs with a leg chain. She will look at me sometimes and find out I was spying on her. After a short while she said let’s make a story together. I pretended I didn’t hear. Silence means consent she said, then we started talking like media personnel. Who’s writing the script? I asked. She said she is writing it. I asked if it was exterior or interior….. hmm both exterior and interior she said. Day or night? Both she said. When are we shooting I asked? Tonight she said and then the plotting began. She picked my phone and dialled her number. Told me to save with another name. Then she said I should go join her cousin in her room as she was about to shower. I did as the script explained and the next thing was a text message on my phone. The inquisitiveness of Boma made her want to read the message and it goes thus “oh boy de come house now now abeg, make yawa no gas”. That’s a guy’s conversation and she said I should call my friend to find out what was wrong. I called but Genevieve didn’t pick. In ten minutes I was on my way out of the house back to my friends place. I got home and my friends were surprised I came back. everybody needed to hear the story. I sat down to narrate my ordeal but I know I couldn’t because I wasn’t sure what was happening. Hmm I said and my phone rang. It was Genevieve calling; as I picked up the call I heard Boma’s voice …… baby are you home? I answered yes and acted surprised with whose number is this? She said it was Genevieve’s number and that even Genevieve needs to leave her tonight. I asked what happened and she said we will talk about it later.  The call ended and I sat down thinking of what I am getting myself into. The whole scenarios started playing through my head again.

A text message came through to my phone with send your address…… I did in a hurry. All these while I’ve been building a way out if this is a setup but in all sincerity I have nothing to loose.

Twelve minutes after the message was delivered I got a message again with I’m at the gate. I told my friend to go help me open the gate so I won’t face the tragedy or ……… and I discovered the small errand was becoming a rage. I stepped out to discover they both knew themselves before. I walked into the situation and my friend asked me ……… oh boy where you know this girl from and confidently I said she is my girlfriend. He said over his dead body and I angrily walked out with her to get a place to sleep that night. When we got to the hotel room she started the story of what really happened between herself, my friend and my friend’s dad. Then I knew I needed to explore deepest……….

WEAKER VESSEL

There is a popular saying that “women are the weaker vessel but” ………Today I want to celebrate my girlfriend; a woman who stood by me against all odds. We impoverish gossips in our ears, which made us stronger than the average. Who could have thought it would work between both of us? Two good players destined to meet and couldn’t beat each other to the game thus choose to calm down else…..

It was a friend’s house party exactly five years ago. I was new in town thus the capacity to lie was great. I was anything I wanted you to believe I was. Nothing can be verified about me. I wasn’t just recent I was also loving and jovial. I was that man a woman wanted to listen to. I don’t crack jokes but never a boring moment around me. My height isn’t that intimidating but that was the least you wanted your boyfriend to be. A little athletic, and an intimidating accent……. An accent you can’t really place because it belongs to no known tribe or country. I was all around the party, moving from one spot to another like I was the host. I stopped over at balcony as I saw a lady sitting at the edge smoking a cigarette mostly men smoke. I walked up to her and initiated a conversation, and that was how I got stuck for the next 24 hours. My name is Josiah and my friends call me the chief reverser. It wasn’t that I needed to change all forward movement to backward but I can change everything around you without being part of it. You will get to know more about me as we progress. 

Boma needed someone new. Not a regular face in town who knew all her escapades and can confirm her expertise thus I was a good catch. She heard about the party and was told some new dudes in town will be attending. She projected herself like an enlightened bad girl. A fantasy many men crave for. Her carriage was heavenly as her body structure was magnificent. Her curves were perfect for the cloth she wore and a lovely perfume will kill the smell of the cigarette in seconds. We sat for a while on the balcony and in ten minutes I was smoking a stick of cigarette (a habit I quit six years ago). I wasn’t intimidated but I was confused. I was thinking to myself if I being the headmaster of this game was meeting my match or a grand master today. I wanted to stand up many times but the smile kept me sitting.

It was at the point of giving a toast that my friends noticed I haven’t been in circulation. I was kept at the edge with a conversation I never intended it would last. Kelvin peeped into the balcony and called me to come give the vote of thanks and toast thus I stood up to go. She called me back and gave me a kiss with a “don’t stay too long, don’t wanna miss you”. That was the shortest toast I ever gave in my life. I was straight to the point and in less than five minutes I was in front of my future to the best of my knowledge. The house was getting scanty and it was time for us to go. We both drove to the party, so the parking lot was the departure. I thought to myself if I should initiate a sleep over, but it seems to me that will be too fast. We had walked together to the parking lot with a second and third kiss with a bye when she called me that she couldn’t find her car keys. We searched for these keys as we went back upstairs. Searched in-between the chairs and under the tables but we didn’t see the keys. The only option left was for her to come pick the car tomorrow. So I can drop her at home. 

The complains started getting me bored, from the fact she wouldn’t like her spare key to be somewhere she doesn’t know to the fact that leaving the car at my friends place will alter her movement tomorrow. I calmed her down all the way home and when we got to her house, she ushered me in like it was my right. I was seated on the couch as she was trying to put on the air conditioner and set the TV channel to whatever channel. Asked me if I cared for a drink which I declined then she slowly moved towards me as she opened her legs across my body and buried a long kiss. I dipped my hands into her hair and felt a metal there. She stopped and said just leave my car keys there. The only way to bring you home was to declare it missing. The rest of the night was a royal rumble. We tumbled ourselves thoroughly exploring every opening in our bodies. Protection was misplaced and like wild animals we delve from two rounds to round four. It was eternal and if asked I will want this again. 

I woke up in excitement but I had to rush home else my cousin will be late for work. I came in his car. We drove to my cousin’s place together and took a cab to my friends place to pick her car. We got home and sleep was a necessity then her phone rang. Her cousin was coming to her house for the weekend. Her name is Genevieve. That’s the woman I cannot do without……… and the woman I am celebrating today.