EPISODE 4
He stopped to catch his breath as he prepared to ascend the stairs running from the ground floor to the second floor of his building. He was staying on the second floor of the 2-storey flat. It hadn’t been an easy walk home and his only companion through the journey had been the thought of his ‘runaway’ sweetheart, Chioma.
Slowly ascending the stairs, he felt a great urge to have a shower. It was really necessary . The shirt he had on had clung to him like fish to water and his handkerchief had become soaked from duty. A little depression crept up inside him when it realistically dawned on him that descending the stairs again to get water was inevitable. Water wasn’t running into their building, so a well had been dug for that purpose. He had felt it was only a matter of time before he got used to it when he initially moved in but much to his resentment, the stress involved was beginning to take its toll on him.
Slowly ascending the stairs, he felt a great urge to have a shower. It was really necessary . The shirt he had on had clung to him like fish to water and his handkerchief had become soaked from duty. A little depression crept up inside him when it realistically dawned on him that descending the stairs again to get water was inevitable. Water wasn’t running into their building, so a well had been dug for that purpose. He had felt it was only a matter of time before he got used to it when he initially moved in but much to his resentment, the stress involved was beginning to take its toll on him.
This seemed to be a norm among the Landlords in his environ. Their likeness for 2 or more storey buildings was evident. Unfortunately, they put up this buildings without prior considerations for the comfort of their would-be occupants especially when they are meant for students. Adequate amenities that are meant to make these buildings livable are neglected.
Basic necessities such as running water, refuse dump/incinerator are never considered. The stipulated standard for each building unit as dictated by building regulations were not adhered to in a bid to minimize construction fee and maximize later profit. Even buildings whose rooms were too small for a single occupant were let out at exorbitant fees/rates. Most of the buildings were lacking in durable fabrics and the materials that had been used in their erection were sub-standard because either the landlord or the contractor was dubious. There is no effective body that beams a search light on the activities of these house builders. Stringent modus operandi needs to be inculcated to mitigate the reckless construction of buildings without giving consideration not only to its habitability but also its durability. Buildings going more than a floor should be mandated to have bore-holes supplying water into every necessary unit of the building. Building amenities inspectors should be formed with a strict mandate. They should and must always from time to time check the viability and efficiency of the amenities in a selected building. In addition to this, the house occupants are to be interviewed or questioned so they can make a thorough appraisal of the conditions of the amenities. The idea of having multiple floors with no provision for a proper car park must also be curbed. Any landlord found culpable should be tried in the court of law and sentenced according to the dictate of the law.
It was after the quick shower that he felt a bit relieved and decided to ponder at the balcony. Were it not for the persisting hunger, it would have been more refreshing.
As usual though, there was no power supply. Getting some provisions on credit from a nearby shop would have been the ready solution. He unfortunately had some uncleared debts and it was bad enough for his ego that he had bought items on credit.
He knew they were nice and accommodating of him but he wasn't willing to leverage on their kindness.
Frank, a fellow corper and housemate had earlier called him to inquire if they had 'light', so he felt a little assured that once Frank got back he would have something to eat.
All the while he had thought he was the only one around in their own flat until he began to hear harmless sounds emanate from the window behind him. He became alert and braced to unravel what it could be about. Pinning his ear so close to the window, he waited curiously to satisfy his curiosity. Just as a part of him had suspected, they were soft moans.
He covered his mouth with his right palm and gently tip-toed to his seat.
After a little while, he smiled and shook his head. "You can't judge a book by its cover o".He thought,nodding as he reminisced a little.
The room where the soft moans had emanated was being occupied by Sarah. A 200L Medical Laboratory Student of the State University. It was the same Sarah who had given him a stern look when he had escorted Linda out some days ago.
Sarah was the same lady who for mysterious reasons had often picked on him and once called him a Casanova.
Now he was mildly enraged to have discovered she was no saint herself.
It was all adding up now and he carefully mapped out a plan in his mind but first he had to see the guy causing her to release the tempting moans perhaps he's someone familiar....
It was after the quick shower that he felt a bit relieved and decided to ponder at the balcony. Were it not for the persisting hunger, it would have been more refreshing.
As usual though, there was no power supply. Getting some provisions on credit from a nearby shop would have been the ready solution. He unfortunately had some uncleared debts and it was bad enough for his ego that he had bought items on credit.
He knew they were nice and accommodating of him but he wasn't willing to leverage on their kindness.
Frank, a fellow corper and housemate had earlier called him to inquire if they had 'light', so he felt a little assured that once Frank got back he would have something to eat.
All the while he had thought he was the only one around in their own flat until he began to hear harmless sounds emanate from the window behind him. He became alert and braced to unravel what it could be about. Pinning his ear so close to the window, he waited curiously to satisfy his curiosity. Just as a part of him had suspected, they were soft moans.
He covered his mouth with his right palm and gently tip-toed to his seat.
After a little while, he smiled and shook his head. "You can't judge a book by its cover o".He thought,nodding as he reminisced a little.
The room where the soft moans had emanated was being occupied by Sarah. A 200L Medical Laboratory Student of the State University. It was the same Sarah who had given him a stern look when he had escorted Linda out some days ago.
Sarah was the same lady who for mysterious reasons had often picked on him and once called him a Casanova.
Now he was mildly enraged to have discovered she was no saint herself.
It was all adding up now and he carefully mapped out a plan in his mind but first he had to see the guy causing her to release the tempting moans perhaps he's someone familiar....
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