Skip to main content

Memoir: Paul Marcus 1


I woke up in the morning and as if on cue, my digital surround home theatre system plays my favorite selection of gospel classics, enter the bathroom cum toilet with Jacuzzi for a personal hygiene session; my closet holds my sportswear and my iPod ready for a wonderful time of cycling because it is a Saturday! As I cycle out of my garage door, I couldn't help but appreciate God's grace in the procurement of the twin duplex my wife and I now live in. As I cycle away, the valley unfolded before me like a carpet. Despite my earphones, I could hear the birds singing praises to God at the top of their tiny lungs. The plants are not taking it lying low either because their flowers are in full bloom and their leaves moving rhythmically with the cool and gentle mountain morning breeze. Oh the freshness of the morning! I take a deep breath and hold it for as long as I could. It’s a much needed break from the smoke, dust, and exhaust gases from automobiles, generators and factories of the city. Oh that this moment will last forever.
Nay, life must continue and I must not remain stagnant. A sharp contrasting odor to the woods jerked me back from my fantasyland and it took me but a few seconds to realize it was the salt air from the sea, as I cleared the last line of trees, the ocean came into view. I parked my bike and stood by the shoreline. The old trick came into play again as the water and the clouds appear to be no more than a couple of meters from each other. The clouds appear to be animated versions from video games and the whole experience causes my eyes to turn misty. A high-pitched tone jerked me from my fantasy—my mobile phone, and it can only be one person—my wife; and indeed it was her just waking up and wondering where I have been. I couldn't believe that it’s been three hours already since I left home. Now it’s time to return but my return route is three miles which brings my total sojourn to five miles. I look forward to a delicious breakfast with my wife and a very intimate one at that; know what I mean don't you? I bet you do!
Then I look forward to finding out what’s trending on twitter and much later join the guys for the big football match in the English Premier League- Chelsea vs. Arsenal. This has been a very interesting memoir-writing time for me; I look forward to us doing it again sometime. As I cycle closer to home, I was greeted by the chaotic sight of the hustling and bustling of city life, various colours of smoke mixed with dust and layered with the endless cacophony of unpleasant sounds from generators, sirens, horns, trains and humans. When I think of where I am coming from, I cannot help but thank the creator for making sanctuaries that would ensure we keep our sanity. Finally, my house is in view and I reflect on what I have achieved with today's expedition. Snapping out of my reverie, I saw my wife on the porch and I knew that am gonna get it this morning. Next time I will be more conscious about time. Thank you for your time, please return for the next edition of this memoir sometime in the future.
Labels:

Comments

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

WORLD SHAKER

The first time I said the words ''WORLD SHAKER'' was way back October 1, 2002. For the next 5 years, I kept on telling anybody that cared/didn't care to listen that I am a World Shaker even though I didn't fully understand what/how exactly I would go about shaking it. Sometime in 2007, God asked me who a World Shaker is and honestly between you and I, my head was blank; He [God] taught me right there and then that a World Shaker is someone who affects his neighbour positively i.e. someone who influences his neighbour to think/act positively; someone who adds value to another person. The power of 1 is so strong because that 1 person has the potential to influence 1 million others the world over; ergo, do all that is within your capacity to help someone think better. It is said that you act to the best of their knowledge per time; if you know better, you will do better. If you change a person's thoughts, you have inadvertently changed the person's li...
1 comment
Read more

HOPE + FUL - LESS = HOPE

#OccupyNigeria #FuelSubsidy #ABSURAPE #ALUU4 #MUBI #BOKOHARAM #PLANECRASH #FESTACRAPE #UNBOMBING #KIDNAPPING #PILEUPS #BUILDINGCOLLAPSE #FIREDISASTER It is evident that we live in a broken world and nothing we do will fix the predicament we the inhabitants find ourselves because we ourselves are imperfect and there is no way we can create a perfect system out of an imperfect mind. The mere fact that we go from one tragedy to the other shows that the change we seek has to start with us, otherwise, we will remain in the same dysfunctional state where things seem to work, only to take turns for the worse and degenerate into terrible situations which jolts us back to reality. That some of the tragedies we have witnessed in recent times are man-made and preventable is enough reason for us to realize that we need to consciously work on renewing our minds. Where's the love gone? Love for self precedes love for others and this will breed fore-thought and help your decision-making ...
1 comment
Read more

Highly Indebted

There is no self-made human being anywhere, we are all products of the people in our lives, a reflection of who they are. More often than not, we turn out just like the people closest to us, and we perpetuate or if at all possible, re-invent ourselves to chart a new course. I would like to appreciate some of those people who shared their knowledge with me. Sometime in December of the year 2000, my friend Bukola had told the class to expect someone who would come to teach us some science subjects after closing hours. I couldn't have imagined that the trajectory of my life would be altered forever. He sauntered in about a full-hour behind schedule, said simply "my name is Franklyn Eze, you can call me FRC" and after apologizing asked the about a dozen of us left in the class the question "what makes tomato red?" I was taken aback, not only because it had never crossed my mind, but because I had been asked by someone who was about the same age as me or a co...
2 comments
Read more