Whose fault was it really ?
For everyone who waited for this post, I just want to start by saying sorry it wasn’t a proposal or probably what you where thinking okay but hey!!!! for waiting this long you have proven that patience is also your virtue okay, cheers!!!.
I started racking my brain one month before my birthday, about how it was going to be and all especially for the fact that this birthday was a kind of different because I was going to celebrate it far away from home or where I had very few friends with the Covid 19… So I resumed Law school at Lagos February and for some special reason I have been here till this time while my family are in Nasarawa which is not a big deal but this is actually my first time of staying far way from home for this long though, Unlike my days in the university when I went home almost every weekend. I remember a particular time I had to pretend i was sick so I could leave a Saturday fixed lecture to go home “amazing me you know” (chuckles), and I was even angry at my friends for not saying i was sick when the lecturer recalled the attendance list… I did that not because I was rich but because my Dad works in a local government off the town my school was and passed in front of my school gate every week to go home, so it was what we would popularly call “awuff”.
So back to the gist, a lot of thoughts clouded my mind about how this birthday was going to be, so I told my Cousin the son of My Aunty with whom I was leaving with, that this my birthday was going to be low key, lol but I lied I didn’t know what to do and brokeness wasn’t helping matters.
“Kay Kay, so this my birthday will just come and pass like this…” I will say sometimes “I don’t know but I don’t want to tell anyone about this my birthday, that day I will just sleep…” I will say other times, “I want my Birthday to be on a low key…you know am growing I don’t need all those birthday…” I will lie to myself few times.
So this became My regular anthem, My cousins where obviously tired of hearing different versions of it…
Okay the real gist now…on Sunday my sisters called me, I was excited to talk to them as usual then just out of the blues my sister said she wanted to at least talk to our cousin (they have not met or spoken with them before), I felt reluctant, I thought it was awkward to just walk up to my cousins on a hot afternoon and just stretch out my phone to them without pre-informing them or something, so I told my siblings okay the next day I will allow them talk. At about 9 am the next day my phone rang and as usual i was excited to hear from home again and boom!!!! it was as if i had started a tornado that was going to disrupt my peace for God knows when, ” Faith What about what you said yesterday…can we talk to them now?” my sister was on the phone again and i was like “am in my room now they are also in their rooms” and that was how I started hearing voices from the background, my kid brother and other sisters obviously, “stand up and go give them the phone!!!!” I kept saying no and at a point i was shouting at the top of my voice (what crazy siblings can make you do lol) So I managed to tell them i was going out to give them the phone, so i rested few minute and there my phone went again “Fa—-i–th, are you with them? okay give them the phone” they didn’t even wait to hear my response, poor me was still lying on my bed….and there the went,” Faith we are not asking to talk to your boy friend please we want to talk to our cousins…” this time I said all my cousins went out lol it was obviously a dumb lie but i just wanted my peace. I managed to get them out of the phone and fell asleep but few minute into my sleep came the sound of my phone like a crying baby, tried to ignore but it kept ringing over and over again, there we go again I murmured in my head, their nagging drove the sleep out of my head, I decide to just go out and give my cousins the phone and the spoke and I did not know what was special to them about that but the ended the call after gisting by requesting my cousins phone number and he said he was going to give the number to me to send it to them( it certainly was their fault…).
prior to this I remember asking my cousin( the one whose number the needed) to give me his number and he refused, his respond was like he wasn’t going to give me his number because its not necessary… so I felt it hurt my feelings and pride for reasons only my village people know, so I said I wasn’t going collect his number. So when that Monday evening he gave me his number to give my sister, I vehemently refused and reminded him of what he said to me earlier but he still gave me the number but I received saying I won’t send until he apologized which he obviously said no laughing so I insisted, the next day my older cousin gave me the number again to send but I recounted what transpired between me and my other cousin and insisted he should apologize before I send it because he was going to be talking to my sister and the number was passing through me, at least I had something to raise shoulder with I thought, he reluctantly refuse laughing, saying I should delete the number after sending it but no my pride won’t let me, my older cousin also intervened asking me to just send it and be the bigger person that I should just let it slide but I insisted feeling myself and being all petty, at-least I was having fun been that way I thought until now…
So Tuesday came, then Wednesday and I refused to send the number because I felt he just probably want to chat with my sister so I felt the could do that anytime, when my sister called for the number again I still recounted the ordeal and how I was going to make him apologize before sending it and she insisted I sent it but I said okay I will later but never did… I was still feeling like a queen on her high hoarse you know, (smile) i felt my cousin would give up and beg…but to be honest I wanted to send it at some point but I was lazy and kept procrastinating.
Fast forward to yesterday the eve of my birthday may 21st…it was a day to my birthday I continued with my popular Anthem about me wanting a quite birthday, wanting a surprise, how I wasn’t going to do anything and all…so my sister called in the morning again to ask for number but I was still flying in the wings i have planted on myself…. fast forward to the evening the same 21st I called my mum telling her how i felt sad that this my birthday was going to be…. then that was when my siblings insisted they wanted to talk to me ” Faith you are a very dry and stubborn person, you can spoil things!!!…thank you for spoiling our plan…”. Meanwhile my cousins thought I sent the number but the number was still lying untouched breathing on my table. To make matters worst i discovered this evening that i even had his number on my phone all along, can’t still remember how though.
So that was how my siblings and mum planned with my cousin to surprise me, they had planned everything already all I needed to do was to give the number but because I was flying so high on my wings and “on top vex wey no get head” I ended up surprising myself. I still insisted they still surprise me that i was going to pretend I didn’t hear what the said and all…but mehn!!! those guys refused that it wasn’t a surprise anymore, so i decided that this was my “na me do myself moment”…everyone has being laughing at me since yesterday including that my cousin who caused the whole wahala (so i cannot be proud for ones without getting casted)…So at the end of it we still got a cake and wine to celebrate sha so it wasn’t that bad….
So help me and judge the matter, whose fault was it really?, I mean they would have insisted that i sent the number or force me or something now…and that my cousin would have kukuma just apologize now…sha his birthday is tomorrow and am not yet done planning how to ruin it.
Thanks to everyone who took out their time to celebrate me…I cant mention names but May God reward you all richly and I Love You Guys!!!! so does this blog.
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