Johny sat wearily resting his tall slim well built frame on a blackish brown wooden back chair which seemed as if it had seen more years than johny himself.
dark clouds covered the sky as the grayish glow of twilight slowly surrendered to the domineering command of night.
The hurricane lamp in front of him cast a yellowish golden glow over the environment, given an amber look on johny whose heavy face rested on his palms, the brownish singlet hanged loosely on his shoulders with little holes here and there, one can easily make out that it use to be white, the yellowish glow of the gentle flame dancing inside the lamp glove gave it a crisp bright milky colour.
A reddish brown mud house stood behind him with the thatch seemingly shimmering in the black intruding yellow shadow casted by the glowing amber.
“How did it come to this?” he muttered under his breathe. “who can believe this is me, johny williams, founder and C.E.O of JOHNYSKY group of companies, youngest millionaire in my town. taking an extreme scan of his surrounding taking in the whole settings of his new environment; the thatched reddish mud hut behind him, a sandy brownish soil adorning the earth beneath his feet with fruit trees swaying happily around seemingly saying hello…
he could not help but look back when everything was so much brighter and where his hustles began..
John williams or johny as he was normally called by all and sundry began from what could be called THE VERY BEGINING. he was the first and only son of a school teacher father and a petty trader mother, growing up in the ghetto of ugbo-oghe enugu state. had his primary education in the government primary school just few minutes work from their face me i face you yard where his father worked as a teacher.
his primary school years went by smoothly and he easily got admitted to another government secondary school not far from his house too but a bit farther than the primary school.
he finished his secondary education and came out with one of the best results in S.S.C.E, like one of his teachers once said ” he has an alien brain..
Things were looking up until after he got admission into university of Nigeria nsukka disaster struck and the blind cold hearted hands of death touched his life, snatching both his parents in one single fatal blow.
his parents were involved in a ghastly motor accident on their way to the village for a traditional wedding. . . johny’s life changed forever, bitterness and sorrow sank deep into his life. he blamed God for not been able to save his parents, the government for the poorly built road, the drunk trailer driver that rammed into the bus his parents were and most of all he blamed life for being so fleeting and vulnerable.
Through out his parents burial and funeral, friends relatives and neighbours were all around him, sympathizers crying with him and countless promises heaped on him by many promising to see him through school and his well being.
Unsurprisingly none of the numerous promise makes were seen after his parents funeral and thus no help came from anybody…
His mind was forever shut to taking people’s words and even God himself…..