I hate women!
All of them!
I hate them all with a passion and my ex-wife, Ibukun, made that possible.
And to think Ibukun made me believe she was an angel! She made me believe she was incapable of hurting a fly but she is truly the daughter of the devil herself and bears all his imprints!
I am still yet to recover from the torture Ibukun had put me through on a day that was supposed to be my most joyous. Right now, I believe God actually kept me alive and spared my life that day so I would live to tell this story to the world.
So I have been asked to tell my story from the beginning and the beginning for me would be the day I met Ibukun.
I had followed a friend of mine to his church for one of those all night prayer programs. I wasn’t and still am not the religious type. So it had taken quite a lot of begging for me to follow my friend to his church.
There I had met Ibukun. She was one of the choir members in the church and frankly, she had the best voice. Hearing her sing had instantly catapulted me to a higher spiritual place and I wanted to get close to her so I could know her better.
When I asked my friend to introduce me to her, he had laughed and told me that I could get any other sister in the church easily but not Sister Ibukun. I asked him why he felt so and he told me Ibukun was born again and did nothing carnal. She even spent most of her time when not in school in the church doing the work of God.
So I had left the next morning without getting in touch with her. I was not ready to get myself involved with one over zealous church person because I wanted to have a nice time.
But I couldn’t do anything without thinking about Ibukun throughout that week. She filled my every thought. So much so that I couldn’t wait for the next Sunday to arrive so I could go to the church and see her again.
