The creator meets akara-ogun
My companions all, similar to the vibrant maxim do we
drum the agidigbo; the astute move to it, and
the realized who comprehend its dialect. The story
which takes after is a veritable agidigbo; it is I who will
drum it, and you the astute heads who will decipher it.
Our older folks have a most loved saying—are you not biting the dust
to ask me how it goes?— they let it know in this way, 'When
our disguise moves well, our heads swell and do a
turn.' Pardon my imposition, it is the maxim which
talks. Presently I don't need you to move to my drumming
as a mosquito to the profound bembe drums, its legs
jerking erratically, at loggerheads with the drums.
Move my companions, in amicability, with bliss and chuckling,
that your gathering of people may ring your foreheads with coins
what's more, clear your way with attire; that men may prostrate
before you and ladies curtsey in sheer joy
at your moving. In any case, for a begin, in the event that you need this move
to be a win, here are two things I should demand of
you. Firstly, at whatever point a character in my story talks
in his own particular individual, you should place yourselves in his place
also, talk as though you are that very man. Furthermore, when the
different answers, you should relate the story to yourselves
as though you, taking a seat, had been tended to and now
react to the main speaker.
Moreover, as men of perceiving—and this is the
second undertaking you should perform—you will yourselves
separate different wisdoms from the story as you take after
its encouraging.
All things considered, I would prefer not to say a lot toward the begin
for fear that I turn into a garrulous trick, one who betrays the
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unmistakably bursted way and skirts the real issue. I will
Or maybe now take up my drum and set to it, and I ask
you to conform your agbada, hurl its sleeve legitimately over
your shoulder, set yourselves up for moving, that the
issue may dovetail perfectly in the soul of the platitude, 'I
can move and you can drum; this is the meeting of two
grubs.' That, pardon me, is a saying of our senior citizens.
Everything started one lovely morning; an unmistakable sunrise
it was, the harmattan fog had withdrawn home,
the animals of the woods were still sleeping, those of
the patio were encouraging on the day's fortune and
feathered creatures were singing commendations of their Producer. A rapturous
breeze stirred the dull leaves of the woods, profound dim
what's more, shining leaves, the sun ascended from the East in
God's own particular magnificence, spread its light into the world
what's more, the children of men started their every day perambulations.
Concerning me I sat in my most loved seat, sunk into it with
curvaceous happiness, making the most of my exceptionally presence.
Not long after I was situated an old man came up to
me and welcomed me. I returned him affability for politeness.
Watching what had all the earmarks of being a longing to sit tight
I offered him a seat and swung it to face me. Once
situated, we started to trade merriments and share
jokes like old colleagues. In any case, it was not long
after when I heard the man moan profoundly as one whose
psyche was grieved by a substantial thought. Indeed, even as I started
to consider asking him the cause, he started himself
to talk along these lines:
'Take up your pen and paper and record the
story which I will now tell. Try not to defer it till another
day for fear that the advantage of it ignore you. I would not
myself have come to you today, however I am concerned
about the future and there is this dread I may bite the dust
out of the blue and my story bite the dust with me. However, in the event that I pass it
on to you now and you bring everything down persistently, even
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at the point when the day comes that I should meet my Producer, the
world won't overlook me.'
When he had talked accordingly I rushed to get my
composing things, conveyed them over to my table, settled
myself in solace, and let the more abnormal realize that I was
presently arranged for his story. Furthermore, he started in the words
that take after to recount to me the narrative of his life—
My name is Akara-ogun, Compound-of-Spells,
one of the considerable seekers of a past age. My own
father was a seeker, he was additionally an extraordinary one for solutions
also, spells. He had a thousand powder gourdlets,
eight hundred ato, and his special necklaces numbered six
hundred. Two hundred and sixty incubi lived in that
house and the feathered creatures of divination were without number.
It was the spirits who watched the house when he
was away, and nobody challenged go into that house when my
father was truant—it was incomprehensible. In any case, profound as he
was in the craft of the powerful, he was no match for
my mom, for she was a profound prepared witch from the
cauldrons of hellfire.
Once my dad had nine youngsters, of whom I was
the eldest; four spouses and my mom was the most senior
of them. She had four kids, the spouse who was
alongside her had three, the following two and the fourth had
none by any stretch of the imagination. One day my mom and another of these
spouses had a fight and took the case to my dad for
settlement. He discovered my mom at blame and this so
enraged her that she set out to get revenge for
the slight. She turned out to be so heartless in her witching, that,
prior to the year was out, eight of my dad's kids
were dead and three of his spouses had gone the same
way. Along these lines was I cleared out the main youngster and my mom the
just spouse.
Look on me, old buddy, and in the event that you are not yet wedded
I entreat you to consider the matter well some time recently
'My name is Akara-Ogun, Compound-of-Spells.'
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you do. Genuine, your better half should be delightful for fear that you
feel burnt out on each other rapidly; and an absence of brains is not to
be prescribed since you should needs hold speak
with each other, however this is not the heart of the matter.
The vital essential is that your significant other ought not be
inclined to abhorrent, for it is your better half who gives you meat and
gives you drink and is conceded most to your insider facts.
God has made them such close animals that there
barely exists any way in which they can't come at
a man; and when I let you know what my dad endured at
the hands of this spouse of his, you will be really unnerved.
It happened one day that my dad set himself up
what's more, embarked to chase. After he had chased a long
while, he felt to some degree tired and sat on a tree stump to
rest. He was not since quite a while ago situated when, occurrence to look
up, he saw the ground before him start to part and
smoke pour upwards from the lease. In a minute the
smoke had filled the whole range where my dad sat so
thickly that he couldn't see a thing; about him had
turned invulnerably dark. Indeed, even as he started to look for a
method for escape he watched that the smoke had started
to combine in one spot and, before he could so
much as flicker, it melded totally and a stocky being
risen sword close by and came towards my dad.
My dad took to his heels immediately yet the man called
on him to stop and started to address him therefore:
'Will you not see that I am not of humankind?
I arrived even today from the vault of the sky and
it was for you that I am come here, my motivation
being to execute you. Run where you will this day; kill
you I most unflinchingly will.'
When he had talked in this manner, my dad was really
anxious yet even so he steeled his heart like a man and
said, 'Genuinely, as I watch you, I know you are not of this
world, and I see additionally that the sword in your grasp spells
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mortal risk for me. By the by, I entreat you, and
I charge you for the sake of the everlasting God, don't
neglect to let me know the way of my offense.'
The man answered to him, saying, 'Do you not know
that you have deplorably insulted your Producer? That
you have destroyed his craftsmanship even to this degree, that
you sent eleven souls to paradise when it was not yet the
hour apportioned them by their God?'
These expressions of his were an extraordinary amazement to
my dad, for while it was genuine that he was knowledgeable
in enchantment and charms, he did nobody any detestable. So he
answered to him, 'If this is without a doubt your protest then
your central goal is to an alternate man; it absolutely is not I.
Since the day I was conceived I have never hurt anybody:
I don't see a man continuing on ahead and take
offense at his presence; I don't see a rich man and
experience the ill effects of envy. When I see a man at his supper
I proceed all alone way. I have never dispensed
wounds on any man, I have not shot a man down in my
life, so in what capacity would you be able to assert my life, and for a wrongdoing of
which I am guiltless!'
He sat tight for my dad to complete his discourse and
at that point he answered, 'Genuine, you have not with your own
hand executed anybody, however you have been in charge of
the torment of poor innocents. With your eyes wide
open to what you did you wedded a profound colored witch
for the insignificant magnificence of her body—is that a demonstration of goodness?
Does the blood of your numerous spouses not get out
to you? Does the wrongdoing against your eight kids not
hang round your neck? Also, notwithstanding the majority of this, do you
have the irritate to let me know that you have never been liable
of wickedness? Without a doubt there is no cure; execute you I should.'
At exactly that point did my dad bring to mind the sort of
lady he had taken to spouse, thus he answered to him,
'Genuinely I see now that I have trespassed. I have a spouse whom
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I can't control, I strut like a spouse simply in name.
What I ought to have done I have left fixed, the way I
ought to have trodden I have dismissed, the animal who
demand to kick the bucket at my hand I have reveled with commendations.
Ok, stranger from the vault of paradise, pardon me.'
When he heard this, the man excused my dad
what's more, ceased from slaughtering him, however he cautioned him that
he should, the minute he returned home, put my mom
to death. So saying, he transformed into the timberland and
proceeded with his voyages that way.
When he had gone my dad took up his weapon
also, returned home. What's more, it so happened that the way
he took drove him past a field of okro while in transit to the
town. It was night when he came there, the moon
was at that point up, and, coming up to the field he looked
over to the opposite side and watched somebody drawing closer
from that heading. Rapidly he ascended a tree,
holding up to see what this individual
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