Story Story…….. Story.
There once lived a young man in the land of Umunamo. Tall, strong and with decent looks, Okafor was the only son of his widowed mother Obiageli. Though somewhat shy, Okafor was hardworking and humble, he was a true reflection of his mother. Obiageli lived well above the lower class of Umunamo land. She was a good trader. Even before he became a teenager, Okafor learned to use his humility and sweet-heartedness to win the hearts of many around him.
Okafor grew into a decent young man learning the art of trading from his mother and in no time his name began to surface in discussion amongst several damsels in Umunamo. For most, it wasn’t about his looks for Okafor was also a good listener. He made friends easily with the young as well as the old. They came to him, talked, and he listened. Well, most times, he listened. As a result, Okafor became very familiar with several topics. He was a trader but he could carry on a discussion about fishing, politics and even topics like dressmaking and cooking.
Okafor neither smoked nor drank but his one vice was one even he could not deny. He simply loved women and growing up with his widowed mother, he had learnt everything he needed to know to have them. Okafor soon began to know women and as he went from one to the next, his personality previaled over him whenever it was time to leave one relationship for the other. He tried his best to remain friends with women from his past. This was easy for him since he always managed to first develop friendship with the women he eventually knew.
One after the other, he went from one damsel to the next, learning all he could sexually and otherwise, yet keeping his trail as quiet as possible. Okafor had a good friend, Akpan who had followed him back to Umunamo from one of his many trading trips and fell in love with the village; its beautiful landscape and even more beautiful damsels. Akpan watched as Okafor went from one girl to the next and most times going back to some of his old conquests to further explore. Akpan marveled particularly at Okafor’s ability to win over girls he had known in the past, as this soon became Okafor’s expertise. He always seemed to be able to sometimes shuttle between as much as seven damsels at the same time.
Akpan was not the only one who had noticed Okafor’s antics. Umunamo was a small village and soon enough, other young men in the village caught on to Okafor’s activities but instead of prevailing on him to stop, they all wanted to learn his unique ability. Chinedu, the only son of Igwe Ikechukwu of Umunamo, the Prince to the throne had had just about enough after he heard that Okafor had not only known Adanma, the prettiest damsel in the village once, but severally even while he kept his dealings with other damsels. It was time to find out whose Okafor’s juju man was, it was time to discover Okafor’s secret.
Late in the night one day, Okafor and Akpan were woken from their sleep by the palace guards and summoned to a meeting in the outskirts of Umunamo. In attendance were all young men of the land and Akpan looked on as Chinedu summoned Okafor to the middle of the group. With few words, Chinedu asked Okafor to share the secret behind his conquests with them or risk being banished from the land. The other young men gestured and murmured in agreement.
Okafor stood for a while, looked at the faces of the young men, smiled and said:
“ Ichota uzo gi ebe ahu, I ga amata uzo ebe ahu mgbe nile”
“Once you find your way there, you’ll forever be able to get there”
“Once ‘de be’, always ‘de be’ ” – Okafor’s law
So I came across the age-long saying over the weekend and I thought it’d be nice to get your opinions on it. Do we believe in it? If not, why? Got personal experiences to share? Use the comment box and speak your mind.