I dragged my feet along the wet ground.
It was really cold and rainy and my umbrella wasn’t doing a great job in shielding me and my bag that contained my books… I spat and cursed the rain.
It should have waited for me to get home.
Well, I couldn’t have possibly taken shelter because it was getting late and I couldn’t trust the rain to stop anytime soon. I didn’t want to be caught outside by the darkness.
I finally got to the bus stop, but it seemed Jesus was passing. A lot of people without any bus. When an empty bus came, it was scrambled for and as natural, only the men got in, and some ladies that managed were lapped.
Three buses came and went but even Zaccheus wouldn’t have been able to see Jesus.
I decided to walk. It was almost 5 kilometers to my house but I decided to walk.
As I walked, I noticed auto rickshaws popularly known as Keke Napep, passing, some over loaded and some carrying only one or two persons. What? There’s no transport for people and some are taking drops! With only them in it!
I waited for traffic signal as I was close to a stop, I had 15 seconds to make a plan, my eyes darted left and right and came to settle on a middle aged woman, who looked awfully bossy and temperamental. But I couldn’t take my eyes off her and once the light turned green, and the rickshaw started, I jumped in.
‘What rubbish is this’ she thundered.
‘Good evening, Ma’am’ I faked a smile and a politeness I didn’t mean and might never mean in ten ages to come.
‘Please, this is a drop.’ the driver tried to explain without stopping the rickshaw.
‘I know, but it’s raining, there’s no bus and there’s nothing else I can do, I’ll stop at 17B Savage Crescent. Please.’ I shivered from the cold and my teeth gritted. No-one said anything further.
I tried not to look at the woman. I could hear the thunder rumbling and rumbling. It was a short while till I realised she was the thunder.
I closed my eyes and opened them when I felt the rickshaw stop. And I looked out, Savage Crescent! 17B. It was like heaven-at-last to me.
I jumped down and gave the woman N1000. ‘See, it saved you some money from the fare at no discomfort’ she stared at me with dilated eyes.
I didn’t wait for them as I turned and ran into the house. I could still hear the thunder rumbling loudly.
Later at night, I saw light flash through my window, and I looked out expecting the thunder.
I heard the thunder rumbling again. Loudly this time and I could hear what it said, ‘you stubborn girl. You taught me something today. Thank you!’
I know it was all in my head and I smiled and went to bed.
~Nicole Planofort Winifred