Tenele’s Suicide Spree

You! Do you not know when one light goes out, a million is lit? Why are you bragging to the whole world, in the corner of your bar that you own life? Do you?

Are you not the same one that nearly died the other day when hit by a truck that has lost control near Zugo bus stop where you had waited for suya? We all know and rejoice that you escaped unscathed. It was an unresolved mystery how you were sent flying across the street of Zugo landing in its infamous maggot infested trench without a scratch. This is not talking about you being hit by a jalopy vehicle here, but a Shell Tank Truck.

You, is it not the same you that thought death has come knocking on your unopened door? Oh, yes, you later said you didn't invite him in that you merely cheated death. Okay, impressively so. We can say it is clearly just not your time. Or you are just a miracle; the only true miracle ever seen.

Then what is this arrant nonsense about maltreating your workers and being contemptuously rude to your customers? Shouldn't your near death experience make you humble?  As in, utterly humble that the doves swarm above your head because your name is now the King of Peace?

Who stole that humility that that experience ought to have imprinted in your skull? Imagine you Tenele; you beat up your wife for failing to get home before you last Tuesday. Not that you can't cook your own food but Asana must always be home before you do. You say your action was regrettable but still you justify the beating as coming from a place of love and protection. You are the protector, you assert. That rattlebrained talk of yours will do you no good. Just watch.

And what is that about gaslighting Asana to think she is the problem? This manipulative persona of yours is but pure evil. Why Tenele? Has death stolen your empathy?

The last time we spoke, the solemn look you portrayed convinced everyone that you have changed. Only for you to start a brawl in your own bar because of a disagreement with a customer on the brand of beer he had asked for. What now Tenele? Why are you indefatigably erratic?

Are you going to continue like this?

These are all the occurrences that had ensued and the questions I had kept asking before the coroners came looking for your family. I was there that day when they broke the news to Asana, with her clutching your infant daughter, Belele, as if her very life depends on the tot’s existence. They said you had run yourself off Dullam’s cliff in a clear suicide spree.

Suicide spree?

Yes, the officers explained to your shocked wife that you were jubilating and speeding so fast, as if you've just won a trillion dollar sweepstakes, before you plunged to your death.

They say to our traumatized earholes that they’d found, when they pulled your smashed car up, the result of a medical report you got last year in a folder kept in the glove compartment…

You had been diagnosed with bipolar disorder.

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Toyin Ajao (Ph.D)

Gypsy Goddess

Leader of the Spiritual Anarchists @ Gypsy Goddess Rebellion

Scholar, writer, healer, teacher, researcher, adventurer, rebel.