TIMI SANGANA - Episode 11

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“This day, I stand in the midst of these stars of destiny to declare, that I give my life for my son’s life. Let him be set free and my life taken in his place!” Mr. Igiebor declared. “It is done; now you can go. But remember you still owe us three lives. Today you wasted the lives of three elders amongst us,” the chief amongst the occult lords said to him when he was done. Mr. Igiebor stepped away from the circle of stars and walked straight to the wide doors. As soon as he left the hall, guns were heard being fired in the hall. Mr. Igiebor went into his car and sat down. After some minutes his boys came out and they all left the premises. That day Mr. Igiebor slaughtered all the occult lords he knew were connected to that fraternity, but he was not sure his son’s life had been spared even though he had given his own life in place of his. Mr. Igiebor’s sudden change of heart had come about when it dawned on him he had lost the things most dear to him - his wife and children. They will never come to accept him again as husband and father ever again. As for Timi, if he gets to live through all these, he knew would never see him as his father. The father Timi knew was Mr. Kelvin.

Mr. Igiebor’s repentance was a little too late. While he was still on his way home from the slaughter of the occult lords, two of his children were being moved into the morgue. They had died in a most mystifying accident; a truck on the loose had unexplainably meandered through three streets to crush them inside the Leventis Stores where they were shopping. Onlookers had told the police that it seemed as though an unseen being drove the truck. “Trucks do not drive themselves,” said passers-by. “This was more diabolical than accidental, something drove that truck to kill those young people,” onlookers claimed. The truck had drawn a mammoth crowd as it meandered through the streets from the major road, whizzing past people and buildings until it crashed into Leventis Stores killing only Mr. Igiebor’s children. The driver of the truck had a chilling angle to the whole mysterious accident. He claimed that a being like an ape had jumped into his cabin and wrestled the steering from him. He actually had deep cuts on his right arm and back from the claws of the ape, to back up his story.

In Benin, when the archbishop cast his first look upon Timi he wailed, “Oh gracious God! My child you have borne so much pain and deprivation; you carry the burden of a curse?  Your very own father used you for a sacrifice. And that father of yours has spilled blood, much blood!” Agitated by the words of the bishop, Mrs. Igiebor asked, “Is there a chance this curse can be broken Sir?” “Have you not read that with God all things are possible? Your son has a great destiny, but a war is being waged against his destiny by forces of darkness. Your husband, the former governor was fooled; if he had persisted, he would eventually have become a governor without offering his son’s life. His sins have cost him much and will still cost him much more,” said the archbishop. “Young man be courageous and fear not, tonight we will start prayers for you, and in three days’ time, I promise you, that curse shall be permanently broken. I have seen it happen many times in my life,” added the archbishop. After three days of intensive prayers, Timi and those who came with him were sent back to East Town. The archbishop gave them the assurance that Timi had been set free.

When they arrived East Town, the capital of South Eastern State, Mrs. Efe persuaded Timi and the others to accompany her home. As they drove through the streets of the city, Esther screamed and asked to be stopped. No one knew why she wanted the car stopped, but they obliged her. As soon as she got down from the vehicle, she took off, running towards Smart Price super store. Mr. Kelvin tried to keep up with her, while Timi and his mother stood a distance away watching in dismay. When Esther reached the store, she bravely wrestled down a middle aged mad man, screaming for people to help her take him away. In a moment of time people had gathered and a few young men helped Esther pin the madman on the floor. When Timi understood what was happening he ran in spite of his frail body, to offer Esther some help. The mad man was Mr. Stephen, Esther’s randy uncle, something must have happened to him. Even though Esther had wished him ill in the past for what he did to her, she could not stand the sight of him mad.

While Timi ran to come to Esther’s aid, he was stopped in his track when people began to run towards his mother’s direction. When he turned, he saw an unbelievable sight, his mother, Mrs. Efe Igiebor, was running with unusual vigour through the middle of the road and peeling off her clothes. She had gone mad. Timi could not move, his feet sort of glued to the ground and he slumped. There was a beehive of activities on Hamilton junction, some people tried to hold down Mr. Stephen, others went after Mrs. Efe Igiebor and still a few others flagged down taxies to get Timi who had collapsed to an hospital. When the crowd which went after Mrs. Efe Igiebor caught her, they were shocked to see that she was the wife of the former governor of the state, who had four days earlier lost two of her children in a weird auto accident.

A few chicken-hearted people in the crowd shrunk back, fearing that they might contract the curse that had besieged the Igiebor’s household. By late evening that day, word had spread through the city that the wife of the former governor had gone mad. Rumor mill went loose as people adduced different reasons for the calamity which had befallen the Igiebors. Some claimed the former governor had sacrificed his family, except his favourite child, Amanda, so he could become the next president. Others said he was merely paying for his sins while in power. Yet others said he was suffering the consequences of the curse placed upon him by the market union in the state for breaking their shops during his bogus construction of an international market.

Mrs. Efe Igiebor and Mr. Stephen were kept at St. Matthew Neuro Psychiatrist Hospital, while Timi was admitted to Imperial Hospital, an exclusive hospital for the rich. Mr. Igiebor had seen to it that Timi got the best treatment there was in the state. Amanda and Esther had to shuttle between the two hospitals to check out their sick ones. Amanda understood the part of having to go check out her mother at the Neuro Psychiatrist Hospital; but could not make out overhead why his father would want her to go see some haggard looking fellow lying unconscious at the Imperial Hospital. She had agreed to do it because she was simply overwhelmed by the mysterious events that had hit her family, her sister and brother had died in an accident and her mother was now mad.

On one of the days Amanda was at the Imperial Hospital checking out the stranger everyone called Timi, she was shocked down to her marrows when Timi who had been in coma for days woke up, asking after his mother. When Esther who was present had assured him that his mother was fine and recovering fast, Amanda came over to Esther and asked, “Please tell me, who is his mother and what actually is wrong with him? He looks to me like something eaten up by dogs.” Her arrogance got Esther riled up and she spilled the beans, “That thing eaten up by dogs is your younger brother. And he looks the way he does because your father had him locked away in the maximum prison for years, and that is besides the atrocious sin of offering him as a sacrifice so he could become the governor of this state.”

“No that can’t be true, you don’t know my father, he can’t do such a thing,” Amanda said looking absolutely shocked. “If he was no brother of yours, why then would your father send you here to look after him. Doesn’t he have a lot of people to do that for him?” “Oh no! You are lying. Esther you are lying. My father is a nice man, he can’t afford such evil,” Amanda protested lamely, trying hard to defend her father whom she knew nothing about. “Go ask your father, he will tell you everything you need to know. But for the records, that thing there is your brother, your only surviving sibling,” Esther pointed out sarcastically. Amanda ran out of the room shrieking and pulling at her hair. For a moment Esther actually thought she had gone mad as well.

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Uzoma Ujor

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