“May the child not die, may the child not die”: let it die and let’s see if the day won’t break.
She was the typical African under siege from the extended family system. First, her sisters-in-law accused her of not taking good care of them whenever they came to visit. Then they accused her of sleeping around, causing her husband to beat the living daylights out of her. Physically and emotionally bruised, she thought she’d had enough and so ran away; she returned to her father’s house where she was welcomed and promptly taken care of.
Like a ball unwilling to be submerged in water, the truth eventually came to hand. Months after her abrupt departure, her husband, accompanied by his people, came to beg for forgiveness. He pleaded with her to return home, that he and their kids needed her and that he was willing to be a better husband and father. After a long-drawn-out negotiation, she and her people agreed and pardoned him. Of course, she’d hoped this day would come.
Several years afterward, her husband, a prominent bank executive was forced to resign. The living standard of her family as a result took a dive, its sustenance now dependent on whatever her dry-cleaning business could bring in. But her sisters-in-laws had a different view. They returned with fresh accusations, calling her a witch (practicing juju) and the mastermind behind her husband’s failure.
Upset that her husband couldn’t confront his sisters, she requested a meeting where he, his sisters, brothers, and some of respected elders from his kindred would be present. Sadly the meeting didn’t go well. It reached a stalemate, where she, in clear terms, told her sisters-in-law that if they weren’t prepared to accept her as a friend and good wife to their brother, she would go down that road of war and animosity with them.
When you strike your foot against a hard object, what feeling do you get? A sharp pain? Unless you are not human or have sensory problems, then the answer is a definite yes. In essence, it means that our actions have consequences.
Just as some people contribute positively to the society they find themselves, there are others who are the polar opposite. Be it a manifestation of one side the human nature or that they are under the influence of something very powerful (physical, psychological or otherwise), we commonly refer to this latter group as wicked.
Religious or not, I believe everyone wants a world where there is love and coexistence. So, what would you do if Mr See-You-No-More views you as a target and not a friend? Personally I don’t think I will be in the same room with this man after I’ve done what’s humanly possible to be a friend to him. Peace cannot be kept by force; it can only be achieved by understanding.