This was written by Henry O. Abeg read it like you see it
..... No fullstops lolx!
The news of the death of the lady who 'outted' me to my parents when i was yet in school hit me like a thunderbolt on a bumpy boat ride on the rough Niger delta waters. she had expected my dad to tear me to pieces,but I had struck a cordial relationship with my dad early in life,I had met every target he set for me,I had made him proud with my academics,i wasn't the genius or the wizkid in school,but I always delivered each time he set a target for me to hit. so even though I knew this man who has become my dear friend and father would hate the idea of his son being gay,note he wasn't a religious man,when he was told by this lady,he brushed it off,affirming to her she must be confused,his son was not gay,my dad commanded immense respect,I dare say most people were scared of him secretly including me,lol,and so he told this lady she was wrong about his son,and advised her to concentrate on grooming her own kids,she immediately backed down,but she was right and she knew it,but no one wants to antagonise the 'union's general' as my dad was called in the cycle of socialist trade unionism in Nigeria during the evil days of military rule,but my dad was ever so precocious,even though he rebuked this lady,he still knew there was no smoke without fire,so on one of our usual evening driving lessons,he raised the subject,there was no hate in his tone,neither was there a hint of acceptance,he just made it clear to me life was going to be rough if I was gay,from the look in his eyes i saw the worries of what a hateful society would do to his beloved and delicate boy,he knew he wouldn't be there always to protect his child,the delicate boy who has become his friend too,but that relationship helped me alot,he didn't make me feel that I was a freak or something hateful,he just made it clear I should expect no acceptance from society and those around me,but we ended that on a solemn note and pretended that conversation never took place,nothing changed,I remained his beloved delicate boy,he trusted me more than his heterosexual heir,infact knowing what I was,he left his entire family and estate in my care even though I wasn't his natural heir,it shocked even this homophobic lady. past years i have favored the catholic Latin rituals,it was practically the only thing close to the opera around me since I left the cradle of university education in Nigeria. so on some jolly good Sundays I do go and am usually intrigued by the Gregorian chants,I see this lady and i knew her time was near,she looked pale and sick,but I reminded myself,i may yet go before her,so I exchanged pleasantries with her as is expected of someone who is younger than her first son,I never bothered about the past or what she might still think,I just did my duty and went my way,so hearing that she is dead,I do wish her a peaceful rest,sometimes I wonder where homophobes go to if indeed there was an after life,certainly don't want them around me in the after life,imagine an eternity with a bunch haters. she must have seen the recent gains in the global gay community she may have wondered if indeed I was part of the gay agenda,lol,I do wish her eternal rest and hope she finds peace with her creator in the after life if it exists in any form. I still remained true to myself,running the little estate as dad decreed,being fair to all and keeping his family intact most importantly. I remain single until the right to marry my choice is restored.in the hood,I am the mysterious happy bachelor and perhaps happier than most of the married peeps around me,some of them cant come to terms with the share audacity of my humanity and total disregard for social acceptability!#love