DAREN

This Friday made it a month since Daren has been in Nigeria and it has been a sour experience for him. First, his Mom was always hovering. She had refused to employ a live in Help to tend to the house and had instead gone into contract with a cleaning agency to do the job. Then for food, she ensured her own cook stocked his fridge with fresh food everyday. Her reasons were, she didn’t trust these Lagos Helps who in most cases, became their bosses mistress. Some of them eventually became the madame of the manor and for her, that was completely unacceptable. This school of thought really upset Daren but he had to accept his Mom’s judgement. After all, she had more experience in such matters and has lived in Nigeria far longer than him.

He hadn’t even had time to explore Lagos as much as he wanted because, Mom kept organizing a welcome home party every weekend. The parties which were more like a networking summit always had in attendance prestigious personalities, top CEOs and representatives of world class organizations who were very excited at the prospect of working with the just returned son of one of the strongest female business mogul in Nigeria, Mrs. Danjuma.

Although, he had resumed work immediately he had settled in against the insistence of his Mom for him to take time off, he really wanted to see how the company was faring. His Dad had started the company years back and had found interest in other ventures thus leaving the company under the care of his Mom and him. Mom had done a great job overseeing all affairs which yielded remarkable growth while he on the other hand had stayed back in England, referring and investing in more businesses. Now, she wants to retire and had demanded that he returned home to take full charge of the business. He wasn’t ready to relocate but he badly needed to leave England so he obliged her.

At 40, he was still single and wasn’t looking forward to settling down anytime soon. He loved and valued his solitude cos it gave him enough time to be; just to be. Yes, his culture required him to have been married with kids already but he wasn’t a man of the conventional. His idiosyncrasy followed no rules. He usually thought of himself as a free soul and wouldn’t subject himself to a way of life that boxed his thoughts. So, he took the growth of his company more serious than growing a relationship that would lead to marriage.

For weeks, he had been looking forward to having a taste of the upbeat lifestyle of Lagos since Femi had always made it a point of duty to feed him with his night time escapades whenever he visited England and he had thought of trying out one or two things he had learnt from their conversations but now, it looked like his Mom had taken over his weekends. He had to look for another way out.

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Femi picked on the first ring and this made Daren smile.
“What’s up Buddy!” Femi exclaimed
“Hey Flash! what you been up to?” Daren teased knowingly.  They both laughed cos they both understood that question.

Femi knew happening spots in Lagos and even though he was married with two kids, he never failed to keep his Friday dates with at least 3 bars in VI Lagos after work before going home. Thus, his friends called him “Flash”.

Femi answered “I’m packing up to leave the office now. What about you?”
“Been done since 6. Just decided to stay here for a bit before going back to that depressing zone if you know what I mean” Daren said
Femi laughed “I totally understand man. I’m sorry to say but your Mom is a pain in the ass. Jeez! How do you cope?”
Daren laughed as he replied, “Hey, don’t hate. She’s still my jewel. Anyways, I feel like going out tonight and I’ll need you to be my Chaperon. Are you game?”
“Of course! Yes Man! I can’t wait to spoil you silly my friend! You know what, I’m coming to get you” he chattered excitedly
“Alright. I’m here”

Daren smiled at the thought of what was to come. He knew he was in for an interesting evening but the details of it wasn’t something he coul predict. Anyways, he was ready for anything.

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