PAPA KOLADE’S STORY 1.

“I didn’t want to let her in”
But you did.
“I didn’t find her attractive and I didn’t even think there was anything to resist or avoid”
And when you began to feel attracted, what did you do?
“I thought I could resist it”
And you didn’t because you really could not! You only thought!
Just like I am beginning to think I can continue this relationship.
But you know what? I won’t! because deep down I know I can’t! I am only thinking and thoughts can be misleading.
You should be thinking of the marriage expenses now and not wasting your time trying to amend what’s already damaged.
“We can sort this out Babe, I know we can”
How? By getting married and taking me as a second wife? Is that it?
Or telling the parents of the innocent girl you are not ready to bear your responsibility?
How exactly? And Please, the name is Blessing.
“I don’t love her, it’s you I want”
That doesn’t matter now,It’s over…. Please leave..
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Pa Kolade wiped the tears flowing freely from his heavy eyes as he remembered the conversation he had with Blessing the Love of his life and the pain in her voice and eyes that day as she told him to leave.
The Young men in his church had come to pay him a visit and he had decided to share his story with them that day. But he couldn’t hold back the tears as he went down memory lane.

Lady Blessing

“We had great plans and visions. Our goals were all in sync and she was ready to journey through life with me even with my many flaws. She’ll call to pray with me and encourage me when I was beginning to lose hope in myself.
Should I talk about the days of pleasant surprise gifts or days of Spirit directed visits when I needed a shoulder to lean on.

Her words were like fountain of living waters in days of drought, her patience a cushioning pad for my always rising anger.
Her voice alone was all I needed to strengthen my weak bones in service. Her fresh aura filled with love marks her presence.
A woman of war and a woman of sight. Many revelations I got of how her labour over me in prayers was of great help.
Blessing was a Blessing to me.
I once said it to her that I am not worthy of her but she didn’t want to hear it. I guess I was right after all.
Everyone who knew about us Prayed to have a relationship like ours.
But a single mistake took all that from me and left me bare.”

Pa Kolade brought out his old handkerchief to wipe the overflowing tears again as he continued his story.

I gat this

“I remember that day like it’s just yesterday. I was in my apartment and I had just singlet and short on me as it was a hot Sunday afternoon. She knocked twice and called my name.

I recognized her voice because she had been my mentee for about a month then and I had listened to her on calls and during our meetings in church.
I walked to the door and opened it slightly and I saw her smiling as she greeted me.
Good afternoon Deb, I replied, still staring at her and not opening the door fully yet.
“I was passing by and I thought I should just say hello. I wasn’t even sure you will be home because I saw other excos still in church, just gave it a try”
Oh yeah, I didn’t wait for the meeting, my stomach was churning and I was beginning to feel dizzy So I asked to be excused. I replied.
“Oh okay, hope you are better now? Is there any way I can be of help sir? Have you eaten?”
At that moment I knew I should say No to her help and let her go but the sweet thoughts of having someone help with cooking and me resting as food is being prepared was irresistible.

And so I let her in. I opened the door and let her in…. I didn’t say No because my flesh deceived me into thinking I knew what I was doing.
She dropped her bag and I led her to the kitchen, showing her the yam and eggs I had intended to put together. She got to work immediately and I went to rest on the bed watching a movie.
Soon after she came to join me in watching the movie as the yam boiled. I felt uncomfortable as she positioned herself close to me and wanted to hand over the phone to her so she could continue with the movie and I will just sit on the chair. But the Devil had really found his way into the room that day as I remained on the bed not wanting her to believe I was weak.
A girl was being maltreated in the movie and I noticed tears stream down Deb’s face as we watched. Immediately I asked why she was crying and she told me a story she had not mentioned to me before. About the struggles she had staying with her aunt before she got admission.
I put my arms around her to console her and she cried the more.”

What’s wrong with me?

“I sensed my hormones acting up but I couldn’t push an obviously broken girl away. I have got this, I said to myself.. She looked straight into my eyes and said “I can’t thank you enough for your care and love”.
At that moment, I was only trying to keep strong on the last string of strength, as I told her to go check the food.
Deb was not even half as beautiful as my Blessing so what was going on with me, I wondered.
I was walking to the door to ease my mind, when she called me back saying;
“Going out to get stressed again? Food is ready”
I turned back and smiled at her as she served the food and brought it to the table. I sat on the chair and picked up the fork to eat but she took it from me and said “you can’t stress yourself when I am here, you deserve to be treated with care too”

A single loss of control

“There was nothing wrong in a lady feeding a brother, after all I have had female friends who did that to me and nothing happened, I was telling myself as I agreed to her offer. With every opening of my mouth and swallowing of the food I Sensed danger and I was losing touch of my strength of resistance.
I remember her coming closer and saying words like “you deserve all the love and care you are getting because you are loving too”. And next she was already all over me, I tried to speak but her mouth shut me up.
I got back to my senses when I heard a knock on the door and as I jerked back to life, there she was next to me getting dressed so quickly and before I could say a word she ran out.
You can guess who was at the door. My Blessing came in and saw me just as I was.Shirts off, short unzipped and sweats all over.
“Disgusting!” She screamed and walked away. My roommate came in after her and couldn’t believe his eyes too. “What have you done?!” he asked and went after Blessing.”

To be continued………

10 thoughts on “PAPA KOLADE’S STORY 1.”

  1. Welldone sis… More ink to your pen IJN. keep on the good work of faith God bless you… we’re patiently waiting for the next part ma’am.

  2. Tijani K. Adegboyega

    Reading ur write up always have a way of preventing me from judging others… If I’m in the same shoe, will I have done differently?? More Grace Ma… Waiting…

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