Quiet Reflections



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I unlocked the door of my flat and walked in. My roommate wasn't back yet. I locked the door from the inside and dropped my black polythene bag by the side of my bed. I knelt down with my hands in the air and thanked God for another successful and adventurous day and prayed for His grace to be able to scale through my remaining years in the university with more success. I did the sign of the cross and stood up from where I was. I quickly changed into my housewear and dashed into the kitchen with two packets of indomitables in my hand. I washed up the plates that were in the sink and cooked my noodles.

I had just finished eating and packing up the plate when I heard a knock at the door. It was a familiar knock so I didn't bother to ask who it was. I opened the door and my roommate walked in. She flashed a smile at me showing her beautiful set of white teeth and dimples to compliment it. I smiled too and locked the door.

“Fine girl how far?”, she asked still smiling.

“I'm fine jare. How was school naw?”, I asked.

“School was fine o. You don rush go cook indomie, ehn? Indomie generations dem.” she said amidst rocking laughter.

I joined her in laughing. The laughter died down and she entered the bathroom to take a quick wash. She was out in some minutes and after she had eaten the leftovers she had in the kitchen and we had done a little chat and some laughter, the room became quiet again. I watched her get engrossed in what she was doing. I smiled and thanked God silently for directing me to a beautiful soul who stood as my roommate. I could not begin to imagine having someone of the opposite character to add to the loneliness, worry and sorrow I had in my heart. I bit my lip to fight back the emotions and quickly wiped a tear that had tried to escape from my right eye before she noticed. I heaved a sigh of relief and closed my eyes to sleep.

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I opened my eyes. It was almost dark. I checked the time. It was some minutes to 7 o'clock. I sat up on my bed and noticed that my roommate wasn't on hers. I picked up my water bottle and gulped down the water. Then, I stayed still and tried hard to recollect my dream. It seemed hazy at first but I could remember a little bit of it. I was holding a golden pen made of pure gold and when I used it to write, the inscriptions were all in pure gold. I also remembered fighting some thieves who came to steal it and prevailed against them. I felt hopeful. I believed that God has beautiful plans for me and so I needed to stay strong and keep trusting him despite how I felt at the moment. I became teary-eyed but the tears dried up as soon as they came. I picked up my bible and began studying from Paul's first letter to the Corinthians.

'2 And I, brethren, when I came to

you, came not with excellency of

speech or of wisdom, declaring

unto you the testimony of God…

…5 That your faith should not stand in

the wisdom of men, but in the power

of God…9 But as it is written, Eye

hath not seen, nor ear heard, neither

have entered into the heart of man,

the things which God hath prepared

for them that love him…'

I studied for more than an hour before saying my prayers and going into the kitchen to cook indomie again. Nora, my roommate, came in when I was done eating. She was always appearing after I had eaten and not during the meal. She made her usual remarks on my eating habit and after putting on her pink headband which she came for, she excused herself and dashed out again. I settled down and concentrated on reading and doing the assignments I had.

It was 12am when I finally closed my books and slept off.