THE FATHERS LOVE.
920 Words
A father, is a strong fortified wall that even the wolves find it hard to pass through. Patrick was my neighbour who loved his family so much. The family was God fearing that they commuted to church every Sunday to unveil their sins and repent. His wife Pamela was so primitive and had a pliable mind which could be easily influenced by the malicious enemies. She was very aggressive and nagging at petty things, she could lock horns with her husband and hurl abuses at a slightest mistake. As her neighbour, I tried to talk horse sense into her but she took a dim view of it and called me the birds of the same feathers that that flock together. I wondered how that incongruous couple could tie the knots together, because there was no love lost between them. Patrick tried to highly regard his wife, and buying her flashy clothes but all was casting the pearls before the swine. He pleaded with her to forgive him if he ever wronged her behind his knowledge but she spitefully repudiated and chastised him as a man of straws who was already doomed to the world of poverty. Patricks' home lacked serenity and tranquility which compelled him to home away from home to have the equanimity of mind. His son Eric loved him so much. Whenever he was away, he screamed with passion, shedding tears as if a part of him was snapped. Because of the love between the father and the son, Patrick decided to swallow the bitter pills of his evil wife than divorcing her. On returning from his job one evening,a cold shiver slipped through his spine on realising that his house was deprived of everything and non of his family was around. Energy deserted his body and I stood firm to give him solace until his bitter feelings blew over. His body wasted away for missing his only son. Tears,pain and agony was his daily meal and he became so slovenly. I took him to the hospital, for the mental therapy and he recuperated gradually. It was worthy a pity scene. The world turned out to be infernal on his side. After two years,he was back strong on his feet and he married the second wife Monica. She was so humble, hospitable and obedient. She had a civil tongue and magnanimous to everyone. People praised Patrick more than they ever did for such a wonderful woman. He regretted of frittering away his time with Pamela the estranged wife. Monica had a magic touch on how she could make a fast buck through the exploitation of their piece of land and made themselves a leg up than the surrounding neighbours. This was crystal clear that divorcing Pamela was a blessing in disguise to Patrick whose destiny was already doomed. Monica, became a ray of light to the right path towards the garden of roses. It was obvious that this couple was a match made in heaven. They were happy together that Patrick obliterated all the torments he went through. One morning, Patrick received a bad news from his ex wife that his son Eric had died a week ago and it was a funeral day. The hell broke loose on him and he paced the ground back and forth with intensive frenzy on his bare feet. He incanted so many hazy words that made it obvious he was running mad. He sped out towards his estranged wifes' home and found his late son being laid in the grave already but sand not yet returned. Patrick decided to throw himself into the grave of his son sprawling inside beseeching to be buried a life with his late son. He wept with passion and broke the coffin of his late son. People bludgeoned him with rage, but he could not relent and begun to invoke tears in the eyes of the crowd of people. Indeed God is powerful and he hears a cry of a hurt and scattered heart. I saw a Spectre that I have not seen before since the first day I saw the light of this world. Patricks' late son startled and sat in the coffin a life. Everyone took to his or her heels because it was a miracle that no has seen before. Immediately, Patrick got him out of the grave and rubbed off the sand and the cotton that was inserted into his nostrils. People with the lion hearts, lingered around to help Patrick to bathe his son and give him food. After fully regaining his consciousness,he asked his father where he had been, why he abandoned him,why he was injured and dirty,why they were crowded with the myriad number of people and why his eyes were glistening with tears. The son was shocked and not aware of what had happened to him. Another mystery had happened whereby the step father of Eric was struck by thunder and burnt to crisps. This became peoples inference that the step father, had a connection with the death of the resurrected son of Patrick. The church carried on with its service and people praised and worshipped God of mercy and the omnipotent, the only Creator of this world and heaven. Patricks' estranged wife wept bitterly and regretted with passion crawling on her fours beseeching Patrick for forgiveness but his heart was icy. The church entreated Patrick to forgive her and he got persuaded. He carried his son home and they living together happily. Written by Dominic Moruri Nyandago.
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