Diary of an imostar season2 monday 5/11/2012

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"i don't think flirting with mirabel is a good idea, instead look for another easy girl and play around with, unless you want chinwe to curse you" frank adviced me on wednesday evening, when we were discussing about chinwe and mirabel, after his return from portharcout earlier in the day, and i looked at him and saw truth in his advice, "i have many contacts incase you are interested" he added and i laughed, "no worry yourself bro, i get my own contacts too" i answered him while he shruggled in resignation.........

We later spent the remaining part of that wednesday evening at "all seasons hotel" where we 'clubbed' and frank had a good time dancing while i watched and smiled in silence as i sat on a long couch, for till now, am still not good with dancing.......

But my fun and joy was cut short in the early hours of thursday, when i recieved a call from home, almost immediately we returned from the hotel, "informing me of my 'father's demise'", and i felt like my world had ended that moment when i heard the news and tears dropped out of my eyes, and i cried "come back now, cos every decision is now in your hands" mum said to me with a choking voice and my body trembled, as it dawned on me that the world is'nt a place of fun nor a bed of roses, "how did it happen?" i asked her, "just come home now" was all she could say before ending the phone call...
"what is the matter?" frank asked me immediately, and i looked at him dejectedly, "my dad is gone?" i cried out, and he gasped in surprise "jeez how did it happen?? and When did it happen??" he asked me with concern and shock and i merely looked at him without saying any word.......

As i drove back to enugu that thursday morning, i thought of my life, my situation and my mother and i couldn't help but weep, while frank said nothing to console me, cos he really knew that the best thing for him to do that moment, was to let me be, so that i could cry out all my sorrows before reaching home, cos it definetly was my responsibility to control and console my family at home and so the best thing for him to do was to allow me exhaust my grief before reaching home.........

And "i realised that moment that i was no longer a boy, for now i have to take responsibity of my family as the head and heir, and how i control it, will really prove whether all the hope and investment, that had been spent on my head, really was worth it, and now i needed no one to tell me that the time of waste and carelessness is finally over".......

I finally drove into our compound with frank that fateful thursday morning to meet everyone in tears....... Oh that fateful day is really not worth remembering.......

To be continued......