My life used to be organised. But now my world is falling apart

My Exile

When my family and I first arrived in Mbanta, we were welcomed warmly by my maternal uncle, Uchendu, the village elder. He gave me a plot of land on which to farm and build a compound for my family.

I admitted that I have worked hard on my new farm with less enthusiasm that I had the first time around. I have toiled all my life because all I wanted was to become one of the lords of the clan but now that possibility was gone. Was it my chi that leads to my failure for achieving lasting greatness? Being in a deep troubling, Uchendu started to advise me to receive the comfort from my motherland gratefully. He made me realized that many have been worse off but I could still rise up.

My best friend, Obrierika was here today. This was his second visit since my exile. He told me about Nwoye but I stopped him because that was what I refused to talk about. I always wanted him to become like me but he was turning like his grandfather – gentle and weak. How could I begotten a son like him? 


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