Growth - Episode 7
I was on my way down to fellowship for the prayer meeting. I had my turban firmly tied. My turban was so steady that it had the likeness of a local market rice—measuring Kongo. I saw two sisters on the way, and I greeted them. They answered graciously. And I quickly walked past them because I planned to see the prayer coordinator before the commencement if the service.
But something happened as I took some few steps away. These sisters were busy discussing someone . They were carried away as they were almost shouting at the top of their voice as they conversed. I slowed down a bit and began eavesdropping into their discussion.
Suddenly, the two sisters jammed both thier hands in the air—a classic sort of high five. I got curious. I desired that they mention the subject of the matter.
What caught my attention was when one of then said " I was told by someone in her department. " I wondered as the second sister asked, "which of the excos did her departmental mate speak about?"
Response: "The prayer coordinator. Her departmental mate said she's a cheat, a gossip, and to make matter worse, she's covetous. As long as she gossips, lying will be her other hobby, which makes devil her patron."
"Really?" The other sister opened her mouth in awe.
This perplexed me, and immediately I turn back to the hostel. I began to think if I should tell my secret predicament to the prayer coordinator, the whole congregation would her about me next week, including those who crushed on me
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. This would spoil my reputation and make people desert me.
I was down in tears. There was no confidant, no one to talk to.
Then a question popped up into my heart: " is it my addiction to polishing the pearls that caused sex in my dreams?" If yes, I couldn't stop —because I was addicted. And my addiction as become so critical that I must practise it daily. So I planned waiting for session break; it was around the corner. I would have to discuss this with my mum.
Exams were over. And the end-of-session break finally came. Now it was set time to let the cat out of the bag. The home journey if 1hour 30minutes seemed to last for a month. I finally got home and was lavished with affection. After an hour or two, mum got busy with her business again.
I felt like pouring out all that was in me but no one was ready to listen. It was time to go to bed but I didn't want to sleep. It was on Monday! And Mondays were always a day for the usual sex in the dream. My eyes were wide opened.
Was I able to stay awake all night?
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