just a call: THE IRONY OF LIFE!!!

It was one of those days when everything seemed to have been working against me.

First, it was stomach cramps from hell during the day, then the stress of having to go to the bank, only to discover that my bank statement wasn't really in favour of me, then having to go home to a pile of huge boxes and cartons of stuff waiting to be off loaded and organized. As if that wasn't enough, the people I was hoping to get home to (for consolation), had decided church camp was going to be home for them for the next 3 days. They had dashed off for a church program and had left me all by myself. What's a girl to do?

I was home alone with my worries, so I thought it was best to just get busy. Prior to this time (9pm), my phone was really busy. I had been receiving a lot of calls from mama, aunty, brothers, friends and colleagues but as soon as I decided to get busy, 'Sorry' was my name. I slipped in the process of lifting up a box and got injured on my left eye (I'm presently writing with a red eye even as I am short sighted lol). As if that wasn't enough, my phone had fallen so hard that I thought "this is the end". Luckily for me, it still had its parts intact but I was unable to do anything with it. The keypad had gone haywire and I couldn't even unlock the phone not to talk of texting or dialing any number. I had held in a lot for that day and I couldn't take it anymore. I needed to talk to someone but there was no way I could call.

I sobbed and sobbed waiting for mama's call, waiting for friends' and siblings', waiting to pour out the pain and worries I felt at that time. They had been calling all day (checking up), but no one did at that particular moment I really needed to rant. I stared at my phone like a kid anxiously waiting to see what present mum got him but nothing came in. Just as I was about to switch of the phone entirely, and find solace in my bed and with my pillow, a call came in and it read Duru Adolphus Jnr. (Can't thank you enough dear). He stayed the whole time just listening, after which he gave me some words that finally sent me to sleep.

Isn't it funny how life can be Ironic sometimes? Isn't it funny how the people we least expect to be there for us when in need are the ones that surprisingly show up? This might seem very small or even irrelevant but its the very little things that count the most.

One thing I have noticed in life is that when all is rosy and smooth, everyone is by your side, walking it with you but when the thorns reveal themselves, only a few if not none, would be present. The funny thing is that most times, it is often always unintentional from those we expect to be there for us and are not. If you could be at the other side, you would find that they think you are fine and at that 'Critical point' when you need them, they are probably occupied or even going through the same thing as you, seeking for an ear to listen. But I guess that's the irony of life.

Picture this: while my phone was marred and I needed someone to talk to, I had none but one (one I had just met 3 weeks ago on blogsville not even in person). But the minute I was fine, fixed my phone and left it charging for an hour the next day, I got back to 5 missed calls from 5 different people I had known for years lol. So tell me! How ironic can it get?

Enjoy the rest of your week.. :D