Mag-log inName: The Girl from my Past SETTING: Houston, Texas in the USA and Lagos in Nigeria. Kunle Oduduwa grows up leading the life of an average Nigerian; study, get a job and possibly get a life. Unknown to him, his father who'd abandoned them to go to the States leaves a lot of secrets with his mother - secrets which his mother hides from him because revealing them would lead to a disaster...a disaster she must avoid. He grows up in a dangerous town where drugs, sex trafficking, rape and killings is seen as normal. Kunle tries to avoid it all but the forces still catch up with him. In a bid to save himself, he discovers that he's not the average boy he thought he was - he has another form...he is a bird. Kunle cannot face the overwhelming forces against his life alone. In his struggle for survival, he accidentally gets the help of a black leopard who saves his life - this black leopard turns out to be a beautiful girl. However, Kunle finally travels to the USA - away from everything and everyone to start the perfect life...but his past comes haunting him and once again, the leopard-girl from his past surfaces. Can he be able to unfold the mysteries surrounding his life? And can he get to love once again?
view moreThe Justice Stephen Clark of Texas county court was a no nonsense man. Lawyers who were to come before him always made adequate research in order not to appear foolish or unprepared. He was deathly white and put on a very big spectacle that seemed to cover his face. He looked like someone from the Shakespearean times. When I saw him first, I knew he was the typical description of “the law knows no emotions because the law is the law.”The Texas law did not make any provision for the death sentence even in extreme cases like murder. When a murder case was proven beyond reasonable doubt, as was the basis in the Texas law, the law provided for a sentence of maximum of 25 years. I had already known right from the time I was in the cell that I was going to be convicted. I’d watched a lot of movies to see how these things worked here. Most times, when powerful people were involved, the law just favored them. And in this case, Christabel had a powerful ex-military father and I
My trial was scheduled to hold in three days time. By then, I had resigned to fate and didn’t even bother to obtain the services of a lawyer to defend me. The lawyer that was assigned to me by the state was a somewhat friendly white woman. She belonged to the category of people whose ages couldn’t be estimated. After telling me my rights and what I ought to and ought not to do, she asked me the same question I’d gotten tired of answering since I came here.“Did you do it?” She looked sincere.“I’ve told every other person that came here that I didn’t. So telling you that is just like throwing words to the wind. I can bet a million bucks on that.”“Listen Mr Oduduwa, you don’t need to be hard on yourself. I’ve worked with clients like you who had resolved in their hearts to accept their fate just the way they found it and trust me, it didn’t normally end well. Do you do religion?”“Yeah. I used to be a Christian. Not sure I am one anymore though. Haven’t gone
One of the most difficult things on Earth had to be escaping psychos and killers. Sometimes, when one tried too hard to escape troubles, they come knocking directly on the person’s door. And those who fuel up troubles and unrest often seem to escape unscathed. Unscathed here can mean going to prison because they don’t even mind that anymore, the irony of life.My final project defense came and went. I didn’t even care about the encomiums showered on me for what they professors in the panel called an exceptional performance. By then, I could fix and make airplanes. The mystery behind airplanes flying in the sky was no longer a novelty to me. As a student graduating with honors, I needn’t find a job. I was certain jobs were waiting for me.That night, I did what most Texans did after recording a major success, save that I didn’t consider it a major success – I drank a bottle of red wine in the solitude of my room. By then, I had gotten so comfortable with being alone
Houston Texas was similar to Lagos in just one way - the weather. I hadn’t researched very well and felt I was coming to a place of extreme cold. Nigerians stereotyped America as a cold place all through. I was surprised to meet a place with a similar weather to Nigeria. Winter wasn’t even that cold and summer seemed to stretch far.Academically, Zenith was just the right place for me. Houston boasted of extensive NASA researchers and space test drills. It was like the passage leading to space. I enjoyed the fact that everyone seemed to care about space here. Researches and field trips were easily conducted by my professors. Of course, I’d managed to hit the top of the class list in not just the aeronautics engineering department but the entire faculty of engineering. It wasn’t difficult at all. Passing my final exams in high school was by far more difficult. I even marveled at how the so called exams were conducted over here; you were given a project topic and asked to resear





