Saturday, 17 September 2016

Spiritually or Manually Inflicted...part 2... (Fiction)

Daddy asked Damian about school and Damian replied that School was fine. Dad also inquired whether the car which Damian owned had reduced stress for him (I was standing at a corner quietly and in my mind I said "of course it has reduced the stress of taking a cab to go clubbing at least now he can drive down to the club at anytime with his squad") Damian accented to that fact.
Dad went inside to relax as usual, the family enjoyed the evening with everyone around... and at about 10pm, every one went to sleep.
The following day our ritual(morning devotion) was done and everyone went their way. Damian returned to school that day and through out that week I reminisced about the "drunken state" incident and in my mind I said a prayer to God to protect and guide my elder brother so as for him not to encounter danger in his escapades.
  Like the saying goes "he whom an elder loves, he chastise". Fast forward to about 2 years later, Damian was a final year student and I had almost roundedoff my secondary schooling my little sister wasn't left behind either she had progressed as expected. It was second semester for Damian and of course the last semester of his 5 year acquisition of knowledge journey.
Mum and Dad had called him specifically at the beginning of the session and sitted him down to admonish him on how to continually "be a good boy that he had always been". He thanked them and said he would be a good boy.
He went to school and knowing fully well that it was his last lap he actually decided to be subtle on his unproductive movements and rather give all his energy to his academics so as to graduate with a very high grade. It worked out well for him because he also distance himself from his friend.
On the day of his last exam, haven just concluded his last paper and being in a state of jubilation, his friends came and suggested that they all go to a "location" to merry haven successfully completed their final exams. Damian thought about the call he received from mum and Dad that morning intimating him about a dream which mum had concerning him having an accident. He silenced the thought and said he would drive carefully and also not drink too much after all it was the last "chilling with his guys".
Evening came and Damian in company of his friend drove to "Club Iyalobo" which was situated at a distance away from the campus. They had a nice time and at first Damian was conscious About his alcohol intake knowing fully well that he would be driving them back to school later on and also the dream which mum had concerning him having an accident,  but after much persuasion by his friends on him to drink a little more he obliged them and despite not being too "high" he didn't have a calm spirit while driving... also loud music was banging from the car stereo all this put together and in a jiffy he closed his eyes..... and that was all he could remember by the time he woke up in the hospital. He and his friends survived but the car was a "write off". Mum and Dad were mad at him but at the same time greatful to God that it was not a fatal accident. Dad wondered what people would have said if He as a devout Anglican had lost his senior son in a motor accident.
Damian recovered fully and began to live a normal life and even secured a job with a company but he never forgot that incident the only thing that kept and is still flickering in his mind is whether the accident was perpetrated by "Evil ones" spiritually or whether it was perpetrated manually due to his negligence.... Till this very moment he is still in a dilemma as to what to believe was the actual causative of the accident.

Da Jandy.

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