painful pleasure, a story by kahab

The Painful Pleasure
.
Episode 16
When we got to the class, what Abdul told
us turned out to
be true. We got to the class 7:55am, and
the whole ‘lecture
theatre’ was filled to the brim. Some people
sat on the floor,
while others were standing, holding their
notes.
The lecturer was not around yet, so the
place was so rowdy.
People were walking up and down, looking
for empty,
unnoticed seats. Mayowa and I joined in the
quest. This
quest was for people who didn’t want to sit
on the floor, or
stand all through. As we were going to the
front, looking
around, someone was waving at me, it was
my FDF (Moji).
I went to her, and she offered me a seat,
right in the third
row. I managed to ‘enter’, managing the
space with mayowa
“You kept the sit for me?” I asked her. “No,
not exactly, I kept
it for my roommate, who later decided to sit
at the back with
her friends, she said she doesn’t like sitting
in front. When I
just saw you, I decided to give my FDF the
seat.” She
answered. “That was thoughtful of you.” I
said. “Yeah right!”
She answered.
The lecturer came around 8:05am, and when
he entered,
everywhere became as a grave yard. You
could literarily
hear the sound of a falling pin. The man
started by
welcoming us to the university system, as
he laughed at
those sitting down on the floor. He told us
he is also a
graduate of OAU, and during his time it
wasn’t that bad.
He welcomed us to the course ‘CHM101’, he
was successful
in planting the seeds of fear in our hearts
after telling us the
high percentage of people that do fail the
course, and cases
of people who had extra sessions just
because of this
course. He discovered that he had only
succeeded in causing
panic, he told us that it’s not that difficult,
all we had to do
was to study well, and everything was going
to be fine. Now,
everyone became a bit relieved, then he
started taking the
course.
Since it was the first class, he just gave us
the course outline
and recommended some texts. He talked
about ‘readings’
and ‘errors’, and before we knew it, it was
9:00am already,
and we had to end the lecture, as some
students of ‘arts and
humanities’ were already waiting outside to
use the same
venue for their lecture.
The lecturer ended the class, and everywhere
was conjested,
about 1500 people were trying to exit the
hall, while about
750 were trying to come in. “You didn’t even
call me at all,
after I fixed your phone.” Moji said to me as
we were slowly
moving to the exit. “Why didn’t you call me
too?” I shifted the
blame briskly, I had forgotten that I didn’t
give her my
number. “You didn’t give me your number, it
was your
phone I fixed, you didn’t get to fix mine”.
She said to me.
Now it occurred to me that I didn’t give her
my number.
“Oya ma binu, I totally forgot.” . . This time,
we had gotten to
the exit. We continued the conversation, as
we were going to
the hostel. Mayowa wasn’t angry with the
whole thing in
anyway. in fact, he was joining in the
conversation the little
way he could. . .
What next? Find out in EPISODE 17