Bomas

Chapter One

“My Dad! Why didn’t you let me die before you passed away? Mum! Why did you just depart from me on this abject way? Why? Don’t you know that you’re my destined pathfinders? You led me to the mid-way point to the life gate, which now looks like a no-go-area, and you vamoosed just like that. You left me without a simple word of “farewell”, both of you left me behind in the disastrous tribulations. You disappeared like puffs of to***co smoke. You forsook me in the distressed morass of this wicked world. Why? Did I offend you?”
Kunle was the one asking questions rhetorically and contemplating the unexpected death of his late parents mournfully and miserably. He sat on a desk which was beside an open window at the back of one classroom of few students who were making a noise. The classroom was quite noisy. The students in the classroom were seriously discussing the awful oppression of school fees in the school as well as Mr. Paiko, the vice principal’s inhumane conduct towards bankrupt students. Some students were cheering up, because their parents had paid their school fees, “Nothing to worry about”. On the other hand, some were unhappy because of theirs which had not been paid. All bankrupt students kept expecting to hear the sound of an emergency bell, for gathering in assembly ground and to be sent home as usual every Monday morning. Kunle at where he was, he just held incommunicado. He just placed his hands against the temples with a woebegone face, looked out through the window absent mindedly, his eyes gleamed like live embers of portable clayey stove, irresistible tears streamed down his cheeks, flowing from the tear dust and landing into the corners of his mouth with a salty taste. A painful grief and desolation gripped and ruled his heart unpleasantly, staring like a pilferer, who was caught in a farm of sugarcane. None of his classmates knew what’s wrong with him, but he alone knew where the shoes pinching himself
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