DIARY OF AN OKADA RIDER

A CLOSE SHAVE
 Friday 18th of Oct' 2013...
       Jaji always looked forward to Fridays; he always did retire early from work. Today was no exception. The moment it was 6pm sharp he  quickly left for home to change into yellow Tshirt and a pair of jeans. He chose to wear on his feet the new sandals he purchased yesterday,a light shade of brown that matched well with his trouser. He hesitated somewhat,not sure whether to don a face cap..then he decided against it. He reached for his wallet and carefully counted the neatly arranged naira notes in it. N1200 was good an amount to spare for the night. It could give him some bottles of cold harp,a plate of fish pepper soup and if he felt like it -buy one or two drinks for a pretty lady who caught his fancy.
 He checked that his windows were properly locked before he closed the door behind him. As he positioned his Okada to turn on the ignition he saw his Landlady walk towards him with a radiant smile on her face. It was quite unbelievable! Never had he seen Mama Kotun smile in all the two years he lived in her compound. He blinked his eyes,but there she was,the huge smile broadening as she moved closer towards him.
"Good evening Mama Kotun." He greeted,unable to take his eyes off her.
" Jaji evening." she responded and came to stand right in front of him. " where you dey go? See as you fine!"
 Jaji stilled. W-w-what?! Mama Kotun? Waves of shock coursed through his body.
" why you dey surprise? You nor know say you fine before?Abi you nor know say if you don begin dey chop money you go fine well well? See as dis your T-shirt gum your body well.". Jaji looked around to see if any neighbour was close by. Fortunately there was none. Tongue tied,he managed a tremulous smile and quickly got on his Okada. He didn't see her stare at his retreating back,didn't see the sigh escape her lips.
 He soon forgot about the incident on getting to  Mama Jimoh's bar. Loud music boomed in the air,scantily dressed ladies paraded themselves from one end of the bar to the other with their flirtatious laughter that rang like a thousand metallic clanks. He watched the men ogle them as he sipped his cold beer. After the glass got empty,he beckoned on the waiter for another beer which he finished in two large gulps. Before 9pm he was tipsy and had thoroughly enjoyed himself. No woman had caught his fancy yet and so the money was used to order for another bottle of harp instead.
 He called it a day when two drunken men started to yell at each other. Jaji staggered to his feet,picked up his keys and left the bar. He got on his Okada and rode away. A few minutes on the road,he felt the urge to empty his bladder. He slowed down,turned off the ignition and alighted. Quickly he unzipped his trouser and was yet  urinating when he felt a cold object press ever so closely against his arm. "W-w-who you be...." Jaji turned to query the intruder and then the words hung in his throat. Right behind him stood three fierce looking men,all armed. Mean eyes flashed at him in the dark and immediately he recognised danger. These men were a terrible lot. "Oh no!" Jaji exclaimed under his breathe before a heavy fist landed on his chin.
"If you move,we shoot ya head!" one of them uttered,infact he appeared the meanest of the trio.
 "Please....." Another blow quietened him. Jaji whimpered like a frightened mouse,afraid to even cry out. This wasn't happening,he thought to himself as he was roughly pulled into an engine revving Honda.
..and then jaji passed out.
 He woke up some minutes later in a room illuminated by a single stick of candle light. He looked around him and then slowly remembered what had happened! He had been kidnapped by those three mean-looking men! Panic accelerated his heartbeat. Just then the the door creaked open and a smallish,bald headed man entered. Jaji squinted his eyes in the dark to see him clearly and saw he was dressed as a priest! A priest wearing a flowing red regalia. Jaji's saliva dried instantly. The first thing that came to mind was "Money ritual"
 "Please sir.. please sir.. I beg you in the name of God,let me go please.." Jaji began to plead earnestly,
"Sshhh son. You've be chosen,"the priest smiled gently and patted his head. Instantly Jaji thought to escape. Before the thoughts could form vividly in his mind,the bald headed priest laughed and rasped,"There's no way of escape my son. My servants guard this place and they are all armed. One wrong move,it will get very messy and painful. Be good and the sacrifice will be quick and painless!"
    To be continued...
Written by Osarhieme Okungbowa.





*Feel a bit sleepy peeps..pls bear with me,i had a very long day. Jaji's diary will continue soonest. Kisses.