DESIRES FINAL EPISODE

Few months down and then I realized everyone here was totally different from the previous.

Though we clash sometimes but above all, there's a friendly atmosphere that always reigned and sincerely I felt like I was in a different clan. We were all one big family. Apparently, this who frowned at me being their boss all of a sudden began to see that life is sweeter if they take away all the seriousness and hatred. Most times, I would receive a call from a colleague and we would joke that she's not jumping bus or needing to take her car to the office. She would follow me home. It was all cool and we always saw each other as equal. There was no reason to be coveted of anything and that's how smoothly we rose from been the sorted agency to becoming the most sorted agency.

Life is such an irony. I have had two instances where the Staffs from my previous place of work would come to our agency to seek for professionals and expatriate for their company. Well they didn't know me so I needed not to cause any stir or familiarity whenever they were around.

One faithful day, Mr X as I fondly called him came into my office for an important signature that needed my attention. We don't see often because he's on the last but one floor while I was at the middle floor. Moreover, his department was totally different from mine. Even if we were the most important of all. He smelled nicely and he actually said he will be back for something else. I thought to myself what exactly he meant. After all, you've gotten what you needed and I'm done with you. I didn't doubt much because that was unusual of him. He was the serious type and I feel that.

Lo and behold, he returned to my office with a coffee. How does he know I love brown coffee? His was black coffee. His response "I know how tiring this work is so I decided not to be selfish and share something to soothe ourselves". This Mr X, your mother must have been literature inclined or Queen's English learned. I blushed a bit and said "thank you".

We got talking and I noticed something in all he said. He was religious. There was nothing he said without giving biblical references and at first I got a bit uncomfortable and wanted to ask him out of the office politely but his charms drowned me to my seat and I kept on listening with rapt attention. Maybe not his charms but the irresistible power of God.

He is the fun guy and he said "who says Jesus children can't be fun?".

In my mind I was like so this Mr X knows every bit of the fun. I chuckled thinking our thoughts were same. At least I have found a partner who claims he knows Jesus but still loves fun. So I asked him. "What's your type of drink?"

He replied saying "its water and nothing alcoholic".

I wanted to puke and rage asking if he thought I was a small child and I can be fooled. You just claimed you are the Jesus boy and you are the fun one. Yet I only fought those thoughts in my head before the land phone rang. There we parted to our destinations. He went back to his office and I went to the store manager's too. That conversation died there. And I prayed silently he doesn't bring that up again. I still wanted to know and ask him but I had this mightier force that kept forcing those questions back into my belly.

We got used to each other and became fond of ourselves year in year out. We soon became like we had known each other from our mother's womb. Though he would always laugh at my crazy lifestyle and would just say "when are you going to change"? I won't pick offense though. Reason, he was always saying that while he laughed. So I took that as no form of seriousness.

And I would reply him saying "it's whenever you want me to change". Meanwhile, all these years he still hasn't known my house. He was so close one day but I scattered everything before his very eyes. He trailed me down as I drove into my estate. My dream house. But because he was stopped at the gate for permit, I escaped his whip. I wouldn't have known because his car was different from the one I knew him with.

Few days after that he told me. Until when nature said it was hightime he knew my house.
He planned a surprise birthday party for me and connived with my colleagues.
I was in my living room with Lola who was running her usual check up on me. She was surprised to see my BP had dropped from the usual high rise. She was smiling and asked inquisitively how it came about that. I said "I've been laughing more than I ever thought". Told her I never stopped taking the fruits she administered to me. And boom I saw my door flung open. My colleagues.

They did their merriment and I begged to ask. "Who planned this?"

Then I saw Cherry opened the door and was beckoning on someone to follow her in. I fell to my knees on sighting this man. Why are you always in my picture? He smiled and greeted everyone like he didn't knew them before. You might ask me how Cherry came about knowing Mr X.

Childhood friends.

What a small world. But what baffled me was that knowing Cherry with her extravagant lifestyle that mine can't be compared to, he still calls himself the Christian dude. From then henceforth, I started calling him Jesus boy instead of his name; Debo. He would smile and say you too will soon be Jesus girl.

That following week, we talked about it all through. Knowing him was fun and he made me see another side to fun. He would never stop surprising me with gifts and everything that can sweep a woman off her feet. There was no way I wouldn't have fallen in love with him. At a time I saw it as obsession and tried to dismiss me loving him. But it never went away. Until one certain day he asked me what I thought of him.

"Oh! Girl. Did he just ask you that"? I asked myself.

I felt like to bring out a pen and foolscap sheet and write them out. The list is long and countless. He would never hurt a fly. He would never despise my little corrections. He would never feel my opinions; as foolish as it may be doesn't matter or is less important. He would never cease to make my head swell. He was good at making me drool. He made me know this life is worth living without complicating it more. He made me understand who I was. He made me see a lot of potentials I never dreamt I had. He was ready to push me to my success and beyond. He never saw a great deal in my past and was ready to move on. As a matter of fact, he made me know those pasts were blunders and should be learnt from. And they should never be brought into the future. Even if I would always refer to his past some other times, he would get angry and then I would realize I shouldn't have said that. I was still used to that lifestyle of blaming others and judging on their pasts.

Then and there he defined our relationship and few months down, he proposed. I cried till my eyes were swollen before I could say the dramatic yes. I saw the fear in him thinking I might say otherwise. Giving the reply, I saw Cherry crying too. Was I worth all these? Was I good enough for him? I was nowhere near being a little good let alone the best for him and yet he still showed me love. He never forgot to make me know my worth.

We have our arguments but yet we always had it in my Hearts that we agree to disagree and disagree to agree. And we had the heart that was ready and willing to forgive even before apologies were tendered. That way, it was easier and with the strength and grace of God almighty.

Meanwhile I had become born again. That doesn't stop me from having fun. All these while I was in the world, I didn't know about the truth. And the truth came to me at its own will.

He made me know my DESIRES all these while were just child's play. All my DESIRES was to live large and enjoy the whole world at my finger snap. And in the quest of doing that, I fell deeply into the pit of more damages. And kept on wallowing till I couldn't scream of help anymore. My DESIRES of owning my dream house was nothing compared to the one we moved into after our wedding. Only if I had known ANXIETY was the root cause, I would have not bothered and worried so much about the future. It was later I knew he was from a well to do family. He only disguised with all his average lifestyle.

We never stopped traveling every vacation. Lets just say the world was at my feet. We explored together and many things we accomplished together. I have always seen and wanted a house and not a home.

I am so glad he did. We are married with five lovely children. Three boys and two Adorable.


PEAZOUT



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DESIRES EPISODE 8

"You are not the supervisor anymore" he began.

"There was a misread in your CV. And right now we are very impressed with what's written in there. So we are saying you are the head of supervising unit."

My heartbeat bounced to normal and beyond cold before regaining stability. He expressed his apology thinking I was offended. I laughed in my head only if he knew what that meant. That's more money and more life to live. Who says I won't have this fun to the end?

He stood to stretch his hands of gratitude and I warmly received it with wholesome gladness. While on my way to the office, I saw mixed reactions written boldly on some staff's face and some others just continued with what they were paid to do. On getting to my door post, the tag on it had been changed. I smiled peacefully and said "welcome to my world". All I did that day was to tell my secretary to forward all documents to me via my email and not to forget to copy me to any email she needed to send to clients because I will not allow the former to repeat itself here. Not at all. I couldn't wait for the time to tick its long hands to the six 0' clock mark. It seemed pretty fast and slow at the same time. The most important thing; I was enjoying the moment.
It was time to sign out and as I appended my signature calmly, a male staff walked up to me. I noticed the view got darker while I was signing. And as I turned, I realized it was this handsome looking young man's shadow that had been raveling on the book.

He looked tall enough for every ambitious lady to notice and grab at first sight. His smile was heavenly. Oh my! I do find it difficult to guess people's age at first sight but this time the figure erected before me looked like he was in his mid twenties. Let me say a bit about his suit. His two piece Tom Ford suit was the best to have fit him. Whoever was his stylist, I doff my hat.

He gave a big grin and lowered his upper body to sign out too. Then I noticed his briefcase held firmly by his hand. The back palm veins were visible enough and I could imagine how that was. I watched him closely for few minutes before leaving. Few meters outside the compound, I saw his car pulled over before me. And a gentlemanly voice said "those legs can be stressed some other time. Why not save it now by hopping in and I become your chauffeur?" That was totally different from the usual pick up lines I've heard ever. I made him understand I have my own car but as a newbie in a giant company like that, I wouldn't think it's very appropriate to ride in my car for the first few months. He shook his head, smiled at me and concentrated on the road.

The first thing I notice in humans is their walking steps. As he came by to my door to open, his walk steps were like that of a popular Korean actor whom I have this heavenly crush on. I began seeing him in that image and it worked for me.
He bowed a bit and said "your majesty" as he shut the door. I felt a bit embarrassed and immediately waived it. A voice said "enjoy the moment while it lasted". He asked me why I decided to stop not at my house and instead take a cab back home.

I just said "I needed to catch up with someone before returning to the house". I'm glad he didn't push further to know why or offer to take me to that friend's house. Of course I have been wiser in the few years I have spent with men. I will never allow a man know my house because I have this grudge for men that they aren't always true to whatever they say. It's whenever they wanted something they become humble. Even though I have moved in from my brutal and mannerless relationship, it's still not easy never to think of it again. And each time, it reminds me of how single life is bundled with less stress and many other gravity to make you forget fun. At least if I needed to bond, I have my Cherry all day any time.
I didn't allow myself to be buried swiftly as I quickly reminded myself of the former.

He was as handsome but not too handsome and he was all I ever wanted. He seemed cool at first sight until few months down the ride I noticed many things in him. Things he did and would promise to change for the better and it would increase gravely instead of quenching. He was always insecure and to express his insecurity, he would batter me and immediately use the Love to cover up. I was blind and kept on assuming that was because of how much I loved him so I can endure. But the saying, "if you can't change them before marriage, don't expect a miracle to happen" was true after all. I would have allowed it to pass not until I received a cold shock that landed me into my new fun.

Drinking.

I got to start drinking because of him and got used to the club life because of him. There was no Friday that would pass without us in the heat of the club. We would party away and dance till no one even cares. I was enjoying every bit of it. It stayed in my head and he actually made me feel I was wrong about being the introvert. I was always jeered by him whenever I danced. He would say "look at my introverted girl teaching me some dance moves". I would laugh and increase the tempo even more. He never had a house of his own. So he squatted with me. We were so into each other that I even bequeathed all I have to him. That was where I saw the beast in him. Most times, when his insecurities played out, I see the sincerity in his apologies and just don't want to break up with this cool guy. Although, he had taught me many things in the negative way. Not until I came across a book where I read "if one doesn't touch or affect you positively, or doesn't make you see the best in yourself, then you need to find a new circle". That hit me like a stone from David. Fortunately, he was seated beside me and I looked straight into his eyes. He asked me what went wrong and I just stood up angrily to my room. I cried having known the truth but that wasn't enough to make do with him.

On a faithful Saturday morning. I was awoken by a loud thud banged at my main door.

Guess whom it was?

It was a woman with a baby boy standing beside her. I asked her what she wanted and she said her husband.
The nerves on my forehead began to be visible and swell. They were about to burst. I thought it was a dream. I asked her to come in and there she narrated everything. I thanked her and promised her as soon as she leaves, she will see her husband escort her behind.

And that was how I became devoured and devastated. I never trusted men anymore. I never saw any good reason to be in a relationship. I began to see all men as the same. Even though that was enough fact for me to have pushed him out, I was still safe a bit. He saved me the stress by not denying to the allegations. And I never heard of him again.

So I wouldn't want to fall prey of this heavenly down to earth handsome man again. Once beaten twice shy is the banner placed boldly on my forehead. For my reading only.




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DESIRES EPISODE 7

As I walked down to the HR manager's office, I could feel my heartbeat thumping loudly from my chest through my mouth and the waves it connived with my ears. Each steps I took was like ice water was shoved down to my spine. I wouldn't have thought it was a begin again.

Back to the time I was on leave, fighting and struggling with the doctor's prescriptions and manner of way to go with my health scare and challenges, I was least expecting where I bake my bread will just vanish into thin air. "With my years of service here and commitment? Just like that you ask me to go?". I was so angry with everything. I became more frustrated and vented my anger on anything and anyone. His manner of approach was even disgusting to tell I was not needed anymore. I was hoping to be received and warmly welcomed into my office and get full gists of what I've missed. Only for me to return to the office and meet new faces. Yes new faces all over the company. At first I thought finally our company had started recruiting IT students and internees.

But then I became furious and try to understand what was happening when I didn't see my name on the call. I went immediately into the manager's office and there I saw him with another man seated on his chair. He would never ever allow such to happen. I begged to be explained and made known to the foul smell in the air. And there he stood firmly like a footballer whom was ready to take a free kick. With his hands placed firmly on his waist, I heard from the figure sat on the chair saying "we were just about sending you a mail and to put a call through".

"Yes there have been some changes demanded by from the top and you know with the challenges in the company, we just had to lay everyone off".
"Including you? So the sin of one man should affect everyone? Including the innocent?" I said back.

I now know what my mother always told me was true. Each time she will make us understand that whenever my younger ones are at fault on something, I won't be left out of scolding too. And now it's happening in the real life.

"Yes. I am putting him through and working with him for a while till I am out." He sighed.

"I will be out completely in a few days. I know it's been hard and will be tougher in the latter days".

"Who does that? Just like that you lay off every worker who had spent nights building this company and making it what it is now? You forget their years of stewardship and steadfastness?" I was very angry.

He pulled me out of the office and explained further to bugert that point I was no longer interested in anything. I needed to go home and just think. But before I left, he handed me the sack letter and there the tears began to flow endlessly. He pulled me closer and for the first time I felt warmth from a man's embrace.

"I will always keep in touch with you" he said slighlty above his pitch as I walked out hurriedly.
And here I am seated before a fierce looking man. Waiting for his first words as I knew I had lost confidence in whatever question he would ask me. I was furious and agitated at busy man who won't spare a minute away from his laptop and take a glance at me the poor lady. I made sure I formed the pity face well enough.

"You are exactly what we need and according to your years of working experience, you are qualified". Finally he spoke out. I was amazed at him saying I was qualified. He didn't even ask me what I thought he would because the answers were already sucked up in my head.
I was earth shaken when I heard the range at which he began the salary negotiation. My head swirled and I just kept opening my mouth agape. Could it be as a result of the urgency in the company? If it was then there's no supernatural power creates or yet to be created that would halt me from jumping at that offer.

As a girl child, that had always been my dream. I soon began thinking of better cubicle and moving out from my carton I called a house. With such amount I knew what I could achieve within a month and would still remain. As I drove home, I made sure my eyes were glued to every billboard and other mediums of advertisement. Then I remembered there was a particular house I saw at the G.R.A not far from my estate of residence.
I trafficated to take the next exit, I landed into trouble.

That was how I saw an old figure smiling from a red car. I didnt recognise at first sight. She had changed her car already. Her voice calling my name made me know who it was.
I have a very troublesome aunt who wouldn't give me any breathing space. I have told her countless times when I feel or need her to be around I will give her a call. She was just returning from a mart and she said she was free for the day. That was how she drove behind me. I forgot my mission for that moment as I pulled over. We both got down from the car and we talk for hours straight up. When I couldn't bare the pains felt by my small legs, I begged to take my leave giving the excuse that I needed to see a mason whom I had arranged for earlier.
I drove back home and knew right at first action is to spoil myself. After all I have recuperated well and I can take alcohol. Offloading the ingredients from the store into the kitchen I was set for a good dish of coconut rice garnished with everything and anything you can think of. I put into practice my culinary gotten from my mother.

I only have three days left to resume my new place of work. At every gap rest from the kitchen, I was with a bottle beside me and on my phone was my curiousity checking out latest building designs in the posh areas of my dreams. I got my eye stucked on one and I immediately saved it. Still checking for other designs, I was called to the attention of my pot by the ticking sound made. I immediately opened the pot and got my finger burnt. I forgot to wear the glove.
Fast forward to my first day at work, I was still being introduced to the system and I hates the fact that they needed to handle me like I was a kind of novice. I got a call from the Head manager to be summoned in his office immediately. Soon I was there and he asked how it has been so far. I smiled and answered him with great measure of positivity. He nodded satisfactorily and said there was a mistake in my call up letter. I began to increase my heartbeat beyond normal. Under the fully blown air conditioning system, I was sweating profusely.

"What could have possibly gone wrong in that letter?" I thought as I read every expression on him.

"Please don't let all my saved plans crumble and please do me a favor. Be lenient when you want to utter your first word of sorry speech". I begged in my head.




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