CONFESSIONS OF A WORSHIPER
By M.E
2020
#lockdown edition
She went to the bar and she liked it. She went to church and she loved it.

CHAPTER 1

Charmingly curious

Peer pressure? Nope. Depression ,nope ,atleast not at the Genesis . Curiosity, yepp ,that very one that killed the lousy cat😊! "One drink ,just to know what it feels like ,tick it off my list" ,she said to herself . Was it though ,just one drink 😂, naah .......

"Party after party" ,Big trill was spot on with this song, and with every party came drinks (OH) . Liquor not beer , it ddntdidn't smell ,more expensive though ! What did it matter ,she wasn't paying🤭 . Wednesday till Saturday , midnight to 6am, through cold rainy nights,travelled miles in uncomfortable rides, squashed between thighs ,heaped like sacks of potatoes 😂, all for what ? Being hailed as the life of the party(as many others were) ,she thought she liked it .

"Enjoy the days of your youth" they half quoted the holy book . Skimpy in the cold , her life in the hands of drunk, high-on-weed drivers , on her feet all night in search for a place that had the right crowd that knew how to have fun . Bar hopping they call it .

One must "happen" they say . Life is too short- the famous consolation . You only live once (YOLO)- they preach! Yes ,the devil has a gospel, only his is not good news ,but a wolf in I'll fitting sheep's clothing that only the spiritually sobbersober can see!

Make no mistake, she was born into a Christian family , even confessed Christ as her Lord and savior , but this did not keep the tempter away! Infact he patiently waited for the opportune time to jump in, adolescence and independence from 'the adults' cleared the tempting field.

"I can protect myself ",she assured herself , and she usually 'drank responsibly' as the add says and never accepted free rides with strangers. Then a new reality set in , depression ,very silent and artistically hidden behind the wit and the charm. Even a shrink would never tell.

Church was furthest from her agenda ,"They are all false preachers, I can always read the Bible myself", she convinced herself . To steal ,kill and destroy and he had so far managed the first part of his tripod mission. Hangover every Sunday , thanking God for bringing her back safely -the irony-.




One drink that was ,became a Cola punch, then graduated to shots on shots 😅 ,blue, translucent, with flames ,without falmesflames ,salt and lemon! Chei, week in week out -ati life is too short- even to enjoy good night's sleep? The devil is a lier indeed.

Did the depression go away,nah , but in whom could she confide anyway .She was the confidant of many.Did the family know of this lifestyle, her agematesage mates yes , the 'adults' no,for they still thought her their princess,the family mantle.

The prodigal daughter , speaking a foreign tongue from that of her father , living a life of hustle to have fun . Speeding through the night at the back of a Bajaj , squashed with 2others and all the while praying to the Father to keep them safe .Oh and how faithful HE was and is and always will be.

A namesake ,in search of 'fun' , was crushed by a cargo truck ,one fateful night (RIP) this one's life indeed ended without warning. Did she desist from 'happening' nope , rather she prayed for more protection and forgiveness for the past escapades.

She passes out on a washroom floor for about 2hours, at the back of a car from an introduction, weddings she gatecrushedgatecrashed...