Skip to main content

Something about Yellow PawPaw

*I posted this on Facebook last year, just thought you should read it here too.

Back in my undergraduate days, there was this Pawpaw that caught me eye. Hanging on a Pawpaw 'tree' a few metres from my front window it was the first thing I saw as I walked off to school in the cold lonely mornings and when I returned at dusk it was the first thing I looked out for. She
lifted my tired spirits in no small measure. My Pawpaw was not yet ripe but I knew it was just a matter of time, soon I'll gladly harvest it.

My Pawpaw. I considered it my Pawpaw because I was in pole position to lay claims to ownership, I had the right of
first refusal . Hell, she's hanging a few metres from my door post, just within reach. I patiently watched as my
Pawpaw grew big and acquired the curviness ripening Pawpaws put on while it slowly wore this new coat of yellow
that indicated good health . "Ahh" , I thought thoughts of having this Pawpaw all to myself and wrung my hands in
pleasure, laughing with mischief.

I remember showing off my Yellow Pawpaw to my friends, who'd often afterward advice that act quick in respect to the Pawpaw before I lose it to someone else. I just wanted it a weeee little bit riper - there has to be an opportune time
before I make my move.

The day finally came, I checked out this Pawpaw and the signs were all good. Such blessed yellowness, and fruity shapeliness - all mine! Thereafter I took a photograph with and of my Pawpaw for posterity. Then I said to myself "let me go to school and come back then I'll harvest this
Pawpaw with the ceremony its beauty deserves".
After a long day at school filled with thoughts of eating dinner with soft ripe Pawpaw I got home eventually. Unfortunately for me, my neighbour saw the Pawpaw and did the needful without sparing a thought in my direction.

I remembered this incident because I just spotted another Pawpaw outside my house. You know what happens when you've once been bitten or is it beaten? Anyway you get my drift...

Good to be back.

Comments

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

Audu and the Interesting Tale of 12 Mudus of Rice

The events detailed below were as told to me by Audu. I met Audu when I boarded his bus from Nasarawa Eggon to Lafia sometime this year. "God is always on the side of the Righteous" Audu declared as he shifted gears. "Let me give you a story to buttress my point" he added. I knew an interesting story was about to be spilled so I leaned back on my seat and turned my face towards him. A certain woman in Lafia had given Audu a bag containing rice to deliver to her sister in Nasarawa Eggon. She had paid him and had given Audu her sister's phone number so he could call when he arrived at Nasarawa Eggon. The journey between Nasarawa Eggon and Lafia is short. At most it takes 20 minutes, Reckless drivers do the trip in 12.  Upon arrival, Audu called the recipient and then arranged to meet. He then proceeded to get some rest, the recipient of the rice was going to come and meet him as he rested from his labors. Not long afterward a woman came and asked for the rice that...
Post a Comment
Read more

Opportune Time

 I’ve always been fascinated by the concepts of chronos and kairos . Chronos refers to time that passes in a sequential, linear manner, while kairos is the opportune moment for something to happen. Many speakers and writers have shared a lot about this topic, and I’ve learned so much from them. From my personal experience, I’ve seen how missing these opportune moments can have a serious impact. The lessons I’ve learned are: You may never know when the opportune moment will come, so prepare yourself well. The opportune moment often comes in disguise, so always be on your best behaviour. Don’t make decisions lightly or carelessly. If you miss the moment once, learn from it and don’t repeat the same mistake. In conclusion, kairos can change the course of your life, but only if you’re ready for it. Time waits for no one, and the opportunities we’re given don’t always announce themselves. So, stay alert, work hard, and be prepared to seize that moment when it comes. Take action toda...
Post a Comment
Read more

The Tale of Roasted Maize and Sour Olives

The tale recounted is based on true events Some weeks back, on Nigeria’s Independence Day to be precise, I planned to spend the whole day indoors. That I did, I spent the day watching movies and lazying in bed. It turned out to be a quiet day all through, nothing spectacular until I received a call. An Uncle* of mine who lived in the same compound with us called me on phone and said I should meet him on his side of the house. It was about 4 pm so I trudged to his apartment, expecting to be sent on an errand. When I got there, he simply gave me a cob of roasted Maize and some Olives and that was that. It was very funny, almost awkward. I carried this funny look on my face that made his wife laugh at the situation. He just encouraged me to give it a try. I took huge bite off the cob, shaving off a large swathe of roasted Maize seeds from the cob, and then went for the Olives which turned out to be sour. Dang! The sensation is beyond description, especially when the Olive...
2 comments
Read more