Tuesday, August 12, 2008

Memory lane: Sax.

10:05 PM 11/8/2008

Freshman year 2004.

First it was Paul and Bayo and at the same time Ladun and Vicki.
And then Bayo, Ladun, Vicki and Paul.
And then Vicki and Paul.
They had more similar interests apart from taking the same major.
He played the sax in the choir, and she was an usher.
He was daring, too sure, strong willed, too playful, silly, too smart, annoying ... dang! You were annoying!
But it makes her heart smile now because he always knew when he had misbehaved
And he knew how to retrace his steps and make amends.
Back at her home almost everybody knew (of) him
It seemed to folk at school like they were involved
The questions, the stares ... Who would blame them?
But they both knew better and had deeper.
Deep enough to make any potential partner green with envy!
It was genuine giving as it was just so natural for both to give each other
To the point where they formed a bond too strong.
He just had your way of making her bare all: plans, thoughts, fears.
He would 'brag' publicly that he was 'the one person and guy who really knew Vicki.
Then they would exchange roles when she gave him that glare to make him start 'confessing.'
His past, his present and his hopes for the future.
Vicki knew Paul, like the back of her favourite hand.

Sophomore year 2005
Both would take turns to exchange views, listen and advice each other.
He was in the habit of skipping classes and would cheekily show up after a while, too sure that she had saved him the lecture notes.
And he was always right.
As time went on, they didn't even need to talk as much.
Friendship became clairvoyant.
In just a year and a half, it felt like they had been childhood friends.
Too good to be true.
And then it happened.

March 18 2006. They had a major misunderstanding between them that did much damage.
Even malice? Paul and Vicki?
And in her rage Vicki discarded every potential memento she should have kept.
His letters, his notes, his texts. what a shame.

Third year 2006
They eventually reconciled but nothing was the same.
They had drifted too far apart.
Nevertheless they kept things friendly and eventually made new friends.
And they would keep accusing each other jokingly but with a mutual understanding.

Fourth year 2007
She resumed on September 10 2007 fresh from the summer holidays.
There was a lot of excitement in the air, noise, laughter, hugs.
She even had with a new haircut!
And then came crashing news: Car, run over, school ... senseless bits.
Paul was dead.
Days turned to weeks, weeks to months and it's been 336 days of total silence.
Silent tears, unended conversations, unexecuted plans.
It keeps dawning on her, still not fully but in bits that he truly is gone.
Some sort of denial. She only rarely talks about it with a few friends, in prayers, in conversations.
Now and again, she finds herself wondering but she still can't admit it to herself.

Today I sit here as my heart and my mind just connect with my fingers in an uncanny unison transforming my thoughts to words.
I hear a lovely sound from a saxophone and my mind is going, "Those instrumentals would have got Paul's attention."
I see new gadgets and I'm like, "Paul wudda had one of these ... AGES AGO!"
Final year is just at the corner
And again, you are not.

I am slowly coming to terms with your death, and those words stung my soul as I released them.
Time and again, I read your emails (awash with joy I kept them)
Ah! You were not around long enough to feel this SIWES/Facebook fever (hmm! did u just say u don't have time for that?)
I would have forced you, duh!
Before I go on imagining what would have been, I'll let go and be grateful for what was. And what has become.

Paul Adegboyega Obayomi,
you were an inspiration, you were a driving force.
Your focus and your dedication were second to none.
You were a standard! You had it all (you wish, short man!)
You were here for a reason and sadly, a season. I would be greedy if I wished you were here for a lifetime.
But in your short lifetime, in our brief meeting you touched and taught me so much.
I'm eternally grateful that our paths did cross.

I miss you Sax.
12:33 AM 12/8/2008


SPEECHgirl Bucknor said...


Now i am first here!

Like this story, kind of sad tho

AlooFar said...

Nice one. Flowery narration.

RE: So AlooFar might be a female!

Again, I'm lost.

Writefreak said...

Is this a story or did it really happen to you?
(((((big hugs)))))...i agree should have kept the momentos!

musco said...

d memories of what u guys shared will definitely help u keep him evergreen in ur thoughts.

lovely narration!

BrownSugar said...

Thanx Speechgurl :-)

Aloofar as usual, lost! I wish I could help. Seriously! Plus, I'm wondering where to leave u comments henceforth: Mine, Speechgirl's or Urs?

Writefreak, (((((receiving big hugs))))) thanxxx. It did happen to moi.

Yes musco, dat's the perfect word: evergreen. Thanxxx.

Toluwa Lase said...

sad! but better to have loved and lost than never to have had the experience, ryt?

good post tho!

dScR?Be said...

lovely.. VERY VERY SAD...

Mehn, i don't want 2 loose any one i love.. God please keep them all.. AMEN

jolaade said...


BrownSugar said...

I feel you Toluwa lase.
AMEN! DScr?be, may God keep us and them too.
Same shoes, same views, Jolaade.

ladun said...

laitan,no one ever called u dat
i dared to call you and you would always emphasize not anymore

so laitan, i miss you, we miss you
ur words, ur well of knowledge, the experiences u talked about that help us order our steps, ur smile, ur laughter, ur nature, ur uniqueness, ur being,YOU

vki's said it all.........
SIWES would not have been the same without you...i know if u were still here..it'll be different..

FACEBOOK.......i try to imagine what ur wall would be like, what networks u'ld belong or u'ld hav created, religious views,about u, interest,activities,favourite quote,movie,books,TV shows,ilike(those ur instrumental), groups,edu & work info, top friends, photos,etc....even ur profile pix....

miss you so much....to think we never sat in a class 2geda as 400level students hurts....not to think of being dressed in graduation cloaks without you there...


miss you laitan

BrownSugar said...

...some teaars never dry up...

Ojy said...

Interesting Blog.Is the story real?
I also blog at http://lifeasafirsttimeparent.blogspot.com

Emi said...

true talk...unique personality.he was definitely one of a kind.

and like u said i can really imagine him n facebook.lol...he get mind make he no have time for facebook.

and the latest gadgets too...n my pda, he would have said "ehen, u too got a pda"...lol.

he really mentored me and all businesswise...and if there was one thing about him that made me jealous, it was his "electric brain"...it was just unexplainable n still is.

truly, words fail me really but i think that his death was the rudest shock i, infact most of us ever got in our lives but we thank God for all as He knows best. i would say RIP cos am sure he is "balling" with his maker.

i can imagine if he woulda graduated with us...woulda been so cool....he would have graduated for real!!!

We bless God for all...

Obayomi Adegboyega Paul (TI)