Snap Out Of It Kuga

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Pooo! … pooom! … cars honking in a long que behind me.

The angry commercial drivers' cursed and muttered obscenities under their foul breath as they passed by.

Reality reckons, slashing through my reverie. The traffic light had turn green but I was still caught in my day dreaming in the car on my way back home.

I put the car into gear and sped away.

Now I know why Diana burst out like that. if I was in her shoe I probably would have acted worse.

She really did stick out her neck for me, Why?

My phone was buzzing and I pick up. It was Ruby.

"Hello"

"Helloo Kuga, I was just… umm checking up on you… umm but your secretary told me you left the office… I hope you are alright?" she asked with concern.

"Yeah Ruby…I am good. Can we talk later, I'm driving".

"Okay, what time will you be coming back to the office?" she asked.

"Never!" I lashed out and slammed the phone on the dashboard in frustration. Okay, I didn't know why I lose control like that....

I could still hear her voice "hello! Hello! kuga are you there… what's going on? hello..." I simply switch off the phone.

Why is she so nice? we only met yesterday and now she is acting as though we know each other forever….

Why does she have to be so concern? Well, I don't want her to be nice to me, I don't want her to be beautiful, I don't want to hear her honeyed voice, I don't want her to care.

I want her to hate me like I hate her and her mother.

'Come on kuga, give yourself a break… when will you start living? the innocent girl doesn't know a thing about what her mother did to you… it's all in the past man'.

"look here spooky, I guess you are right."

'Right about what kuga?'

"look don't push it.."

On reaching the main gate of the lonely condo, I called home, I pressed the remote to the main gate and it slide open, and I head straight towards the garage as the gate rolled up on sensing the approaching car five yards away.

'Now what Kuga? let's play some game'.

"But the game is on, spooky mouth"

'No not that game. I mean let's play some computer game'

"Maybe later spooky".

I hit the shower, and let the water flow down my heated skin, then the flashbacks came hunting.

"you can't be a board member if you can't communicate verbally".

"…. she sticks out her neck for you…".

"Please sit down kuga!…".

"we have tolerated the eccentrics of this man for far too long…".

"…. are you alright kuga?"

"congratulations sir"

Aahhhhhh! Snapped out of it Kuga.

Yeah, I did snap out. Quite too late, though. My knuckles bled gruesomely, and the tile wall, where I did been punching stained with blood.

The pain ravages as the water got in contact with my naked tendons and bones.

Why does it always have to be like this? Why are they acting like they are doing me a favor, when it's the other way round? Why are they not telling me the truth? Well they don't know I know about what they are really up to…

They need me in the loop, that way I can help save the company from liquidating… the subsidiaries are not doing really well, demm; they can't even 'break even'…

Tarik and his bunch of thieves are running the company to the ground.

Well, no one can really save the company now can they?

They simply want me to meddle with the figures in the system to conceal the deficit before the upcoming audit… for the fourth time.

Every time I try to raise the topic, Tarik finds a way to brush it off like I don't know what I am doing.

Because, instead of talking, I write lengthy proposals and memos suggesting ways to help us get out of the trouble, all went unheeded.

No Tarik wouldn't mind, so long as he has access to the cash to fuel his luxurious lifestyle, he didn't give a funk. This is who he is; a punk!

And here comes Felix on the flanks, a shadow behind the throne.

Is Diana and Rakaia aware of what is going on?

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I switched on the phone after the prayer and it sprung to life, my head was still throbbing and heart palpate in response. perhaps, I am starving.

I hit the kitchen, and within 30minutes I came out a cured man with a generous smile on my way out into the garden.

Perhaps, the hot mug earl-grey tea is the trigger of my contented feeling, I don't know.

I sipped and savor in the natural taste and smell, then my tense muscles begun to relax.

Walking under the shade of the flowery trees with blossoming smells of fresh spring, listening to the birds, chip away, cackling, ticking and twerking in myriad sing songs atop the trees, I suddenly wish I am Solomon, blessed with the gifts of interpreting the monotonous melodies of the birds.

I inhaled deeply reaching out to my alter ego, 'spooky'

'Hey spooky, are you there?'

"yeah kuga, when are we visiting the underground?"

'chill out, man. let me deal with these folks first, spooky. I really don't feel like rapping now…

"it's your word, Kuga."

The buzzing phone, drew my attention to the screen. A private number. indulging myself in my temporal good mood I picked the call.

"hello"

"halloo Kuga" A tired female voice answered.

"yes?" I was waiting for her to get on with it, but she was quite for a while and I didn't push it.

"So this is your real voice? I can't believe you could speak until this morning when you whispered to lady."

"Diana what's up, you sound exhausted" I said "Yes Mr…" "come on Diana, Kuga is fine" I interrupted.

"okay Kuga, first things first, I am sorry I said all those things to you back at the office...

....you know, working with you for seven years and never heard you utter a word, really made me conclude that you are lyrically impaired and I sympathize with you… but this morning you… umm...".

"I made you feel stupid" I finished the sentence for her.

"Yeah, kind of" she laughs nasally.

"It's an honor to have you vouch for me, Diana. I kinda understand why you acted the way you did."

"you still haven't accepted my apologies Kuga".

"No, I did… you don't need to apologize in the first place. look, just chill okay".

"Alright boss" she replied… "boss, where is that coming from Diana? Oh I see, you are trying to tease right, well it doesn't suit you".

"Are you always this blunt?" she asked and added;

"Then I think I will opt for the non-verbal Kuga to this new version any day," she laugh again and I join in the humor.

"Where does this leave us, Kuga?".

"Where do you think, Diana?"

"The seat on the board, we really need you in the team".

"No you don't".

"What makes you say that?" she queried with worry.

"Are you truly that innocent?"

"What do you mean Kuga? Please make me understand".

"Talk to Tarik and his serpent Diana, I think they have all the answers to your questions" I said beginning to feel agitated.

"Kuga, I have my doubts okay, that's why I need you on the board".

"Need me on the board, you see… that is exactly my point, you needed me on the board, yet, you acted as though you are doing me some big favor."

"Don't say it like that Kuga, you are making it look as though it's not a win win." She replied flatly….

"Finally, something we could both agreed on Diana".

"You know what? I think I prefer the no-verbal kuga to this talking Kuga".

"Yah, me too" .

"Oh, why is that?" she asked.

"Because words can't express an atom weight of what I feel, Diana".

"Oh good lord, who are you really?" she asked, beaming.

"I don't know Diana, please can we talk tomorrow, I believe you will be around when Tarik and the rest of the team call."

"Wait! Don't drop the line, what call?" she asked hispanically.

"Oh, they didn't tell you, where did you get this number Diana?".

"You know where Kuga," she replied grinning, because I could sense it on the other end.

"Okay Diana, talk to Tarik or Rakaia… I mean about the call".

"yeah I definitely will, right after this call. You still don't want to know where I got the number?".

"not if you choose not to tell me"…

"okay...Mr. Yakim, do have a nice day, will you?"

"yah, I most definitely would, miss Quansah," I replied and the line went dead.

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