Must Read: Ogechi & I…. Part 37

A story written by Jezuzboi (08068711474, Email: jezuzboi@yahoo.com, BBM; 28C71D5E)… If you missed part Thirty Six yesterday read it HERE!!!


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It definitely wasn’t heaven. If it were,
there would be bright lights shining
everywhere, and there would also be
angels attending to me. The sounds of
songs of praise and worship to the God of
heaven would be heard tenderly. Joy
unspeakable would fill my heart and the
voice of Jesus the Messiah would welcome
me to eternal living. I would also get to
see saints and prophets who had passed
on, and the glory of the Lord would engulf
my whole being. All those weren’t
happening at the place I happened to find
myself after supposedly passing on to the
afterlife, so I kind of began to wonder
where I was.
Some would say I was in hell, since there
are only two places men go when they die;
either heaven or hell. In a situation where
a man dies and doesn’t find himself in
heaven, it is logically and spiritually
believed that he has succeeded in making
hell, where they’ll be much weeping and
gnashing of teeth for all eternity. From
what I heard about hell, it was supposed
to be blazing hot with demons in it to
torment the unfortunate ones who didn’t
heed the warning of the Messiah and his
prophets to amend their ways and
prepare for the second coming of Christ.
But carefully analyzing the place I found
myself, none of those things which are
recorded in the bible to occur in heaven or
hell played out there. It was simply a large
space covered with thick darkness. Once
again I asked myself; “WHERE THE HELL
AM I?”
My feet started moving my whole body
while my eyes looked carefully to observe
any source of light it could find. I wouldn’t
want to take you through my experience
in that vicinity, but the long and short of
the matter is that it was the most
uninteresting suspense filled adventure I
had ever taken in my life. What ended
that adventure was the sound of a set of
cutleries which dropped on the floor
somewhere close and awoke me from the
most unseemly slumber I had ever had. I
wasn’t dead after all, I was only sleeping,
same as Ogechi.
Ogechi had woken up and made
arrangements for food while I was still
feeling like a dead saint. The cutleries fell
on the floor mistakenly when she tried to
wake me up to join her have the meal, as
her hands were shaking out of excessive
hunger. On awakening, I saw Ogechi
devouring the food like a starving
cannibal while extending a spoon across
to me with her other hand so that I could
join her to eat. I was baffled by the way
she ate that food. It didn’t speak well of
an American based superstar millionaire
singer. If a girl I had proposed to eats like
that, I would cancel the wedding. When I
saw her eating, I remembered we had
vowed not to eat until Cynthia awoke, but
there she was, eating like a hungry village
girl. What was she supposed to do? It had
been seven good days without food and
water. I quickly got the spoon she
extended to me and joined her to eat in a
manner that baffled her more than her
way of eating baffled me. Then it was
clear to me that our attitude on the meal
was inspired by the seven days unplanned
fast we had embarked on. Hmmm, na so
person for don use play-play die that day
oo.
We finished eating the meal and relaxed
resting on each other, still sitting on the
floor of the room where Cynthia was laid
to either recover from coma or die. Our
relaxation graduated into another brief
slumber which endured for about an hour
and thirty minutes. We finally woke up
feeling all refreshed and revitalized. We
were happy to have returned from the city
of the dead without dying. We also got to
know that those who commit suicide do so
out of complete ignorance. There is
nothing pleasant about death, except the
Lord calls you to glory in His own time. All
that had happened, yet there was a major
problem on ground. (SO I THOUGHT)
“Ogechi, even though you grab a knife
and thrust it into my heart, and I manage
to survive, I will not hold it against you. As
a matter of fact, I’ll only love you more
and give you the opportunity to do so
again if you will. But the only thing I
would demand to know is why.” I said to
Ogechi
“Even if I become the devil, roaming to
and fro, seeking whom to destroy, you
wouldn’t appeal to me like someone who
is due for destruction despite the havocs
you might have committed in your life
time. As a matter of fact, your touch
would redeem me and turn me into the
angel you desire. So imagine not such
about me, for you are my prince, in whom
I am well delighted. But permit me to ask
why you made such statement?” Ogechi
asked.
“I hope you know that doom will soon
come upon us, for we have done contrary
to the vow we made not to eat until
Cynthia recovered. Now we’ve eaten, and
can only hope for the best while expecting
the worst. We shall welcome misery into
our lives, and depression shall be our next
door neighbor, all because we made a
vow, and broke it.”
“None of those shall happen my prince.
On the contrary, we shall forever remain
grateful that we made this vow and kept
to it faithfully, and also recorded the
result the vow yielded.”
“Suddenly your words have become
puzzling my dear. You speak in parables
so hard to understand. Do you mind
helping my understanding by breaking
down your utterances with the most
common of words? I will be so pleased if
you do that for me.” I said.
“Gladly my prince” Ogechi replied. After
we prayed and delighted ourselves with
goodly words, expecting to embark on the
journey of no return, I had a remarkable
experience. Firstly, I found myself in a
very dark place that seemed very large
with no inhabitants. I called out randomly
to see if any living creature could pick the
sound of my voice and trace me.
Unfortunately, nothing like that
happened. There was an eerie silence, and
the darkness there was darker than
darkness. I called on you but got no
response, then it dawned on me that the
thick dark seemingly large and spacious
place I found myself was to be my new
world for a period of time unknown to me.
I managed to seat on the floor, after which
I started singing one of the songs I did
with Ck titled; VOICE IN MY GENERATION.
“I had been singing for a while before I
finally saw a very bright little light from
afar heading towards me very slowly. The
closer it got to me, the larger it became. I
sort of believed it was the song I sang that
attracted the light to me. Perhaps it
hadn’t heard the sound of music in a long
while and couldn’t resist one when it
heard it. I was immensely flabbergasted
when the light got to some distance away
from me, stopped and spoke with the
voice of a man. Getting that close to me, I
could decipher its image and height, but
couldn’t tell if it was a man or not, as I
couldn’t see its face, though it had the
image of a man. We got engaged in a little
dialog which produced the joy that births
our sorrow. These are the words the
bright light spoke to me when it had
gotten as close as it wanted to get to me.”
“Young lady; THAT WHAT IS GOOD FOR
THE GOOSE IS GOOD FOR THE GANDER
DOESN’T MEAN THAT THE GOOSE AND THE
GANDER SHARE THE SAME DESTINY” The
prayers you and your friend have made
are heard, and I have come to you with
the answers you seek. The lady you both
intercede for is a virtuous woman who
desires nothing but a perfect life of love.
Indeed, she is willing to pay whatever
price there is to pay, and make whatever
sacrifices in order to get love, just as you
are. It is quite unfortunate that you both
have sacrificed equally for the love of one
man; the one who goes by the name,
Jesusboy. Since you both have sacrificed
equally for his love, none of you is more
deserving of him than the other except
the one he chooses for himself among you
both. Without a second thought, he would
choose you over and again in any
circumstance because he has also
sacrificed a lot for your love, unlike he has
for Cynthia who lies on that hospital bed
in critical condition; a condition he put her
in. For that reason, his privilege of
choosing who to be with between you and
Cynthia has been withdrawn from him. He
can only end up with who you chose for
him between you and Cynthia. But note; if
you chose to be with him, Cynthia will not
wake up from that coma, and you’ll have
her death on your conscience all your life.
But if you let him go, Cynthia will awake
from that coma and continue with her
wonderful life with him as her lover.
Everything shall go well with everyone as
it was before anything bad ever
happened. The only supposed sad thing
will be that you and Jesusboy will not end
up together as you both had dreamed to.
The choice is in your hands Ogechi. Hold
on to Jesusboy, and Cynthia dies. Or let
Jesusboy go, and Cynthia lives.”
After the light said all that to me, it
retreated to where it came from in the
same manner with which it came to me.
When it had retreated to a certain point,
it said to me for the last time;
“If you decide to let Jesusboy go, just hold
Cynthia by the hand and denounce your
relationship with Jesusboy, telling her she
can have him, and Cynthia will come out
of that coma before the end of 300
seconds.”
I ran towards it as it retreated, trying to
tell it to reconsider its options, as it was
difficult for me to choose from the options
it gave me, but it paid no further
attention to me until it completely
vanished. That was when I struck my foot
against an unseen stone and made way to
fall but woke up from my sleep before that
happened. Hunger welcomed me back and
I had to run and get food as there was no
need to continue with the fast since the
answer we sought had been given to us.
Now my love, here we are; me, you and
Cynthia. Inasmuch as I love you very
dearly and may die without you, I
wouldn’t want to let Cynthia pass away
when there is something I can do to help
her.
I was shocked on hearing that. I mean, I
and Ogechi had to separate for Cynthia to
live? What sort of a condition was that?
And how would I even know it’s true? Be
that as it may, it remained the only way
out of that situation. But I wasn’t going to
let Ogechi leave my life forever just like
that. Not after all we’ve been through. So
I looked into her eyes which were already
wet with tears as she sobbed, held her by
the hand and said with tears in my eyes;
“Though the heavens may fall, I will still
love you. And if all hell breaks loose, my
love for you will only intensify. I love you
more than life itself, and won’t trade you
for anything no matter what.”
My words found its way to Ogechi’s heart
and made her more emotional than she
was. She held onto my hands tightly with
tears flowing expressly from her eyes and
she sobbed in a more audible tone. Then
she asked me;
“WHAT ABOUT CYNTHIA?”

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Updated: Dec 9, 2016 — 12:58 pm

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