Can you believe that sometimes you get bored too of existing?
Here I am twenty nine years of age nearly thirty and already bored out of my mind.
I am a person you can define as a recluse meaning that I can comfortably be alone for days on end without craving for human company. I can be in my house read novels, watch movies without any communication with the outside world except via the internet.
Some might assume that I am a snob or that I am too pompous but that is not the case, I am the most down to earth person you can think off. Why am I a loner you might think? Or why do I enjoy my company more than that of other people.
For you to understand you need to know a little of my family background. I come from a family of seven. My mother, my father, four sisters and my humble self. Now my immediate older sister is nine years older than I am therefore none of them really was my playmate. They were more my mothers than my siblings. You see my father died just before I was born so it is safe to say I have no knowledge of him except the stories that I was told by my sisters.
Due to my father's death, I was surrounded by females all around me and I grew up loving Barbies, reading chick flicks even making up with my sister's and painting their nails once in a while.
My mother who was busy trying to cater for her five children alone didn't have the time nor the inclination to realise that her only son was becoming dangerously feminine.
Me on the other hand preferred the company of my sisters to that of other male friends and that was how I grew up.
Gradually my sisters got married one after the other and left the nest of our home leaving me all alone. I went to school dutifully like them as well and because of all the drilling they had instilled in me about the importance of doing well in school so that I will get a good job and be able to carry the family name as I am the only son of an only son, I took my studies way too serious even more than the lecturers and it paid off because after I graduated as the best student in Chemical engineering, my Alma Mater with the help of a company they affliated with abroad offered to send me abroad for a special training in my field of study.
I spent five years in the states studying before I came home. And boy did I miss my family in all this time.
You know what I did as soon I came home? First off, the company upon my return back home gave me instant employment to head their sub division in Nigeria and because I had studied three different courses back to back for a period of five years, I was given a year to take a break before I resumed my appointment. I was paid in full for the year though. With twelve months in my hands with nothing to do but freelance, I first visited my mother and spent three solid months with her waiting on her hands and foot, selling goods in her multipurpose store, acting as her chauffeur when necessary and giving her manicure and a pedicure as well.
Next, I visited my sisters one after the other in their husbands home. I spent two months with each of them. You can guess how many months I stayed with all of them. Two of them were out of Lagos but I didn't mind as I had a lot of lost years to make up for. I met a bunch of nephews and nieces that I had not met in person only on video calls. I was amazed at how many babies people could make in the space of five years.
All of a sudden my mother was a grandmother of nine babies.
Being with my sisters brought back so many memories that I wasn't ready to let go off yet so I vowed that at least once every year, I would make sure that we converged in a place and have fun together as a family.
In these eight months that I stayed with my sisters, I got them life essentials which they lacked in their homes. These home made appliances ranged from refrigerators to washing machines, dish washers, larger screen televisions, automated drapes, solar energies and so on. I wanted the best for my sisters because if not for their love, protection and guidance, I wouldn't have all I did, so for this reason, I was all out to give them the best.
I went as far as relocating two of them to better houses on the mainland of Lagos. I had preferred they join me on the island where my company had provided me a duplex furnished with state of the art furnitures. My sisters refused to live with me giving examples of their work places being too far to commute from the island and also it would be difficult to live with me when I get married. To that I snorted. I will fall in love first before getting married. And I don't see that happening anytime soon as no one seems to interest me.
Since none of my sister refused to join me on the island, I got them better houses in better parts of the mainland and helped them settle in before I moved on to my other two sisters that resided outside of Lagos State.
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Storie d'amoreSoluife is a mother of two little kids aged 9 and 7 when she was widowed. Struggling to feed them with help from her sisters, she barely had enough to sustain them, enter Chude, saw her one day at an eatery, mega chicken while she came to buy ice cr...