If you haven’t read the first part of this story, I implore you to go read it So you could have a feel of the direction where the story is heading. Alright let’s get to it.
THE BEAST IN ME… 2
Not too long before they carried out a man from the ambulance MR pius, a kind hearted man that loves to see everyone happy and support their dreams to a productive end. His major concern is to see people live their dream, a believer in people. How do I know him this much? I remember the day he saw me crying at the back of our house, he beckoned on me to come many times, even as I refused to yield, he abandoned the car he was washing and took the liberty of walking towards me as he tenderly ask what was wrong with me. I just had a major misunderstanding with my parents about my musical career, I wanted to sing for a living, that’s my passion, that’s where I found an unquantifiable joy, but all that is about to hit a dead end, all because my parent didn’t see me succeeding in it. So they have to discredit my dream and shut down the idea with no hesitation. All thanks to Mr pius, he was the one person who could see through the fire of passion in me, first time in my life I saw someone who has such impeccable listening skills, I watched him nod and listen as I unload the burden of my heart to him. He was able to convince my parents to let me follow my dream.
The second time he won my love was when a homeless kid was almost besting to the point of death for stealing a phone. He was the person that salvages the situation, got the boy to return the phone, took him in to his home like one of his children; now the boy is in one of the best university. His good deeds are endless.
I guess is true what they say that the easiest way to frustration is to try to please everybody. There’s nothing that hurt me the most like seeing people despised him for who he is, he was never wanted in the neighborhood, people name tagged him, calling him an hypocrite, some will even go as far as mocking him with his epileptic son that he deserve what he got. But the next morning, I saw many people crying and mourning his death, I saw as tears were dropping uncontrollably from his wife’s eyes. The woman I love so much, she has been the woman who stood by him through thick and thin, yes you can say is easy for her, she’s the wife of course. Finding such a woman unstoppably supported the man he loved with every fiber of her being. How could death be this cruel? Poison so potent, that it could test a viper.
It was like the world is at a standstill, I’m not so much of the caring type, but looking at the family this man is leaving behind, thinking of how many people this man could have helped if he’s still going to be alive, those thoughts broke all my defensive wall of callousness as I ran inside to prevent people from seeing me crying. But before then I will never forget the words of Mrs. Pius, with the tears on her scarlet looking eyes and a trembling voice, these are her words.
I’m not in tears because I lost a husband that happens to be my soulmate and a best friend,
I’m in tears because the society and the world at large could not understand how a man could dedicate his life to the affairs of man to the point of inconvenience.
I’m in tears because the world has been so carried away and misguided by their selfish reason that to think of others wellbeing and value has become abhorrent.
I’m in tears yes, but a larger part of me is fortunate and will forever grateful that I married someone who made me realize as humans, we exist for one another, to make the world a better place, to create a place that can be corruption free, Where a neighbour can help each other with no ulterior motive.
He thought me that one person can make a difference in the society despite any kind of rejection thrown at him.
He made me welcome the idea of living a life where we can sincerely help people both strangers and friends without getting to hold it over their head someday.
I know you’re here to mourn the death of my beloved husband, but I want each and everyone here today to leave with the believe that just because the society has accepted cruelty as one of the norms of coexisting, I want you to know that we’ve let the society opinion hover around our mind till it completely took over the better person we can be in future.
After those words I’ve been said, my tears increased but with a different purpose, now not for Mr. Pius’s death, but the tears of regret for the years of my life I’ve let people opinion define my life and alter my decision and choice for the things I’m created to do.
I live so much on people’s judgmental opinion that my happiness depends on them, no wonder the beast in me exist in the first place, the beast has been occupying the part where my true happiness should dwell, but from this moment onward, I’ve changed for the better.
This is for those people who probably are going through what I’ve went through, let loose of the beast, is not worth your time or energy. Stop living on people’s opinion, stop letting what they might or will not say define or determine what you have to offer to this world. Your time is limited here on earth, I’m not sure is wise to live it worrying about people’s unkind opinion.
every droplet of this ink, leaves traces of wisdom