Monday, 11 August 2008

trick modes

Reverie: You are going to be in so much trouble you know.
Shubby Doo: Why?
Reverie: They already think something happened between us.
Shubby Doo: Why would they?
Reverie: That time you gave me a massage.
Shubby Doo: oh!

‘Rewind’ back to that Easter Sunday. Reverie had been in a playful mood at the beach. In the pool, I caught a glimpse of something moving in the corner of my right eye. I realised too late that it was him underwater as he grabbed my ankles and pulled me under.

When we both re-surfaced for air, he started pulling me by my waist towards the deep end. Now he wore a mischievous grin, in addition to his togs. I recognised this as my ‘cue so I threw my arms around his neck and held on to him too. I was amused… he had assumed wrongly that I couldn’t swim… hmmm… interesting!

Shubby Doo: What are you doing?
Reverie: Nothing.
Shubby Doo: I can swim you know.

As if to test me, he let go and swam away. I was tempted to feign panic… to start throwing my arms in the air… to start begging to be rescued. I didn’t. I was already aware of the crowd of people watching us. Instead I swam towards him smiling. As I got nearer, I reached out and started to take his face into my hands... for a caress perhaps. As he let his guard down, I jumped up and plunged his head under the water. Laughing, this time, I swam away.

Rosetta: What was that between you and Reverie in the pool?
Shubby Doo: He thought I couldn’t swim.
Rosetta: And?
Shubby Doo: And nothing.
Rosetta: Well it sure didn’t look like nothing to me and everybody else watching.

I ‘paused’ for thought at my words... had they been an ‘empty speech act’? Had I expressed something false? Granted, an underlying chemistry had always been there between us but neither Reverie or I had ever made it a big deal. We were family friends first. I tried to dismiss them but her words kept niggling at the back of my mind. I was now a little uncomfortable as I ‘re-played’ an earlier conversation in my head.

Reverie: Nope, I’m not taking you to the beach.
Shubby Doo: Please.
Reverie: Hmmm…ok but in exchange for a massage?
Shubby Doo: Fine.
Reverie: I’ll be there in 10mins. Be ready.

I hadn’t been serious when I had said yes but apparently he was. He made it quite clear that there was no way he was going to let me to renege on our deal.

From the beach we went to Churrascos with the others to grab a bite to eat and then it was back to his. After the Terminator 3 DVD finished I woke him up and asked him to take me back home. As he dropped me off he told me he’d be back to pick me up in 30mins; we were going clubbing. After that it was back to his again. We drank vodka shots, looked at his Christmas pictures and swapped stories. Finally, we went upstairs to his room. He took off his clothes and got on the bed, face down, in just his boxers. I straddled him, applied the oil and worked his body. It was just a back massage… honestly that's all… but I ended up spending the night there.

As if someone had suddenly pressed ‘play’, my mind jolted back to the present.

Shubby Doo: You told them nothing happened right?!
Reverie: Yep… but they don’t believe me.

I sighed. I wished I could ‘fast forward’ into the future again… I needed to know if the current premise of our relationship would always hold true. Was holding on to it ‘delusional’ or was it a ‘limiting belief’ which inhibited exploration? I remembered I was the child of a dream’ which had revealed Reverie... but now I was no longer sure which of two ‘modifiers’ accompanied its inevitability... was it scepticism or gullibility?

I made up my mind there and then to ‘practice believing’; to ‘exercise faith’. However, in the car, I stayed silent in my resolve.

It was now after 6am on New Years Day and Reverie was driving me back home. To his.


flawsandall 11 August 2008 at 01:51  

you speak in parables..
from your description the pool event did not sound risque..oh well i guess to the onlookers
yeah i think i am first

Jennifer A. 11 August 2008 at 02:48  

Hmmmm...I smell "chemistry"!

So what abt the following months after New years day? R u guys waxing stronger?

7 11 August 2008 at 04:19  

Parables indeed! Na so I dey assume and presume, I hope the story will soon resume...very interesting.

Afrobabe 11 August 2008 at 10:15  

4th, not bad...not enough for a present but enough to escape the evil eye...

Afrobabe 11 August 2008 at 10:22  

Hmmm, to his and to what?

See the problem with people planting seeds in ur mind…
Most relationships…broken relationships especially were caused by friends that unknowingly planted seeds in our minds…ie..he looks at you like he wants to devour you…a simple look now has meaning…

ShonaVixen 11 August 2008 at 10:28  

so what happened?you played monopoly @ his?LOL..needs to know more o!

O'Dee 11 August 2008 at 10:38  

"Driving u back home. To his."

His crib has now become ur home?????

Shubby Doo 11 August 2008 at 12:11  

@Zephi – lol… yes you are first. Well done.

Parables? Yes… sometimes I speak that way… and think that way 2

@jaycee – lol… abeg which one be waxing stronger again? We are closer definitely ;-)

@ebony – gosh… ‘assume’, ‘presume’ and ‘resume’ you say… my head is spinning too

@afrobabes – From time everybody has assumed that something is going on between us… his family, my family, his friends and my friends…it got annoying… after a while you stop paying attention to it… but once in a while one comment just gets you!

4th not bad considering I posted again while UK was sleeping

afrobabes aka smoking angel…loving this new profile pic

@shonavixen – from a massage to monopoly? lol… no I don’t play such games… especially when it has just gone 6am…

@oluwadee – I’ve moved around a lot so ‘home’ to me is were I reside…be it boarding school, my hotel room for work, a month long holiday at a family’s member home, the house of agbada daggers or my own pad in the UK.

I’ve travelled b4 to see a friend but stayed at Reverie’s. Our families are quite use to it and think nothing of it as long as we tell them first… so is his crib my home? sometimes… for example when I was in ABJ with him I called it ‘home’.

Here, you’re right 2 ask… I wasn’t technically staying at his this time so his crib wasn’t ‘home’ for me.

naijaleta 11 August 2008 at 12:30  

"It was just a back massage...honestly, that's all...but I ended up spending the night there." Who is me not to believe you?

Miss Definitely Maybe 11 August 2008 at 13:09  

when people write honestly in a sentence it normally means what they want you to believe isnt quite true.....when people write 'thats all' it normally means that no its not quite all there is more to the story.....
in short what im trying to say is .....I really believe nothing is going on between you two honestly and you are good friends thats all.........

Shubby Doo 11 August 2008 at 13:25  

@naijaleta – ehn really?… ok then… no comment

@miss definitely maybe – lol @ your comment… cute! Well then… I’ll just say that it was a back massage. I have no problem telling you that ‘God in heaven’ is ‘our witness’ to that fact.

Parakeet 11 August 2008 at 15:16 see things like this are difficult to deal with. Family friends turn lovers or just family friends turn shaggers? You dont know, you cant ask, you play the waiting game. Is this present or past?

tobenna 11 August 2008 at 16:16  

Whatever the moral of this story is, it was a good read.
keep it coming, keep it coming, I don't know......

Buttercup 11 August 2008 at 17:26  

i enjoyed this...not quite sure if i understood it, but i DID enjoy it...was it a dream or..??

maybe its one of my 'slow days'..

*slaps self*

Miss Definitely Maybe 11 August 2008 at 20:01  

Parakeet said... see things like this are difficult to deal with. Family friends turn lovers or just family friends turn shaggers?

I believe in versality, being expandable....It takes a special kind of creativity and thinking outside the box to be my high school teacher, turned nieghbour, turned family friend, turned surrogate uncle, turned illicit and this is not a confession lol

Allied 11 August 2008 at 20:12  

Oh oh… There is fire on the mountain… there is fire on the mountain top…

Shubby Doo you know and so does he (Reverie) that there is an underlying chemistry and it will grow stronger if you continue to play the child of dreams. Your reality is Spartan.

I believe it was an innocent massage but I can’t help but feel you enjoyed it as well. Reverie will come out one day during your “family friend time” (forgive me for using this term but I don’t know what else to call it) with his feeling and you will be flustered

It will either be to reenter your dream and live in it or remember that your reality is Spartan.

rethots 11 August 2008 at 20:30  

...and 've learnt never to be on the defensive "...honestly, that's all..." 'cos, one'll simply end-up defending.

Anyway, interesting writing (oops, let me rephrase that, intriguing thots narrated).

However, what fascinates me most is the outcome of "...I stayed silent in my resolve."

Shubby Doo 11 August 2008 at 21:25  

@parakeet – this episode was in the past… my dear with your comments about friends, shaggers and lovers, you have just taken the baton from Jaycee who got it from Afrobabe… I am now sprinting to catch up with you…

you’re right… you cannot quite ask… I tried one day and we got so far before he shut down… then he tried to continue it the next day and I completely shut down…

@tobenna – thank you. it is not just you… I’ve never figured what the moral of the story is too and I lived it.

@buttercup – no sweetie it was real. Reverie is a dream sha!

@miss definitely maybe – interesting… creative thinking you say… hmmm… I had a friend at Uni live that… as in she (a Nigerian med student @ 18) thought she had fallen in love with her oyinbo high school teacher who was over 40… he turned into her illicit boyfriend… it was so scary to watch her loose herself completely to him over three years…she cut herself off from friends… she considered cutting herself of from her naija folks…

so you see your example is not such a stretch for the imagination.

@allied – lol… wise words indeed. you sound like my friend… she has met Reverie and they get on well but the woman is always cheering for Spartan (whom she has never met)… hmmm… maybe it’s the way I tell it!

@rethots – hmmm… to state fact is not necessarily a form of defence… besides I cannot fully defend that which I have never fully understood… i.e. the dream

Ms Sula 11 August 2008 at 21:48  

Flying snow, flying snow... Don't go playing with fire, it will but melt your prettiness away...

Then again, when snow melts it turns into water.

And we all know that
Water = Life.

So hey, you should be fine. ;)

Thirty + 11 August 2008 at 23:07  

Reverie versus Spartan. from their names Spartan: Protector, Macho, Manly. Reverie: Dreamy, Playful, Safe retreat

I also wish I could fast forward and see events unfold.

Shubby Doo 12 August 2008 at 10:02  

@ms sula – how astute!… I like the thought of snow melting into water… I think there is a line in Don Juan that says ‘…til taught by pain, men really know not what good water is worth’

I agree… water is life… I intend to keep living it

It is well ;-)

@thirry + - please o!… there is no ‘versus’

hmmm… u do 2… we have our memories to access the past… maybe as a mere mortals it is a good thing that we cannot use all the ‘trick modes’ to move thru time… we have 2 believe and trust in the fact that God knows how this film called 'life' will play out.

Unknown 12 August 2008 at 13:19  

Is this a dream or something?

Zayzee 12 August 2008 at 13:52  

the story is incomplete. did the chemistry bloom?

Smaragd 12 August 2008 at 17:03  

i soooooooo want a back massage right now!

i'm not too sure i really understand the "koko" btw u and Reverie. enlighten me?

Shubby Doo 12 August 2008 at 18:10  

@buttercup – cool… pls no more slapping ;-)

@aloofar – no it is a 30s memory of an event and my thoughts at the time

@uzezi – yes it did a bit. it's not incomplete… it is simply a snippet from my past…

@esmeralda – hahaha… you have sooo come to the right place… hmmm… am not sure how a cyber back massage works sha ;-)

never figured it out myself so not sure that i can add to what i've written

badderchic 12 August 2008 at 22:42  

you lost me, Ill be at Nta channel 7. lost and found.

OKX 12 August 2008 at 23:49  
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Carlang 12 August 2008 at 23:52  

Two weeks ago i blogged about almost drowning in a pool.

I am in awe of anyone who can not only manage to swim but swim love circles around a swooning male.

IN awe i say!!

So how did the story end?

TheAfroBeat 13 August 2008 at 01:00  

ah mate, you can't leave us hanging like that (Well, you just did, but still...) Oya, Fast forward kia kia.

As for friends to lovers, hardly ever a good idea...but that's just from little ol' me.

Great post!

Buttercup 13 August 2008 at 09:15  

no more slappin, i promise!

Shubby Doo 13 August 2008 at 09:28  

@badderchic – where?… *sighs*… now I’m lost 2… you can find me @ NTA 2 Channel 5

click on the link and read ‘child of a dream’… it might help

@carlang – *drum rolls*… Mr C welcome to mine (about bloody time I might add)

U see that is why I told you to keep learning… you’d me amazed what fun one can have in the water ;-)… now do u trust me?!

‘in awe’ you say… I say ‘worship and bow’… lol

OKX?… now I'm intrigued so pls do explain

@tAB – God gave me the ability to ‘fast forward’ b4 and I saw Reverie. Now the only button we like to press together is ‘play’ ;-)

@buttercup - good

badderchic 13 August 2008 at 12:31  

aiight, Im clickin already. lol

prt 4 is up.

Shubby Doo 13 August 2008 at 12:43  

@badderchic – na only now you come tell me abi?… ting way u post y'strday… enh… i've read it already… so abeg release my comment jare! lol

UndaCovaSista 13 August 2008 at 17:17  

You this girl, you've come again with your cliff hangers!
More, more....I demand more!

archiwiz 13 August 2008 at 18:39  

I agree with Zephi...You are trying to confuse me.....Ok, we're panting...Where's the remaining of the story?

Chari 14 August 2008 at 03:00  

what kind of good shepherd are u sef? making ur flock go hungry like this?

ah yess...chemistry at its finest....

Naapali 14 August 2008 at 14:27  

I know Undacovasista has a blog sister and it is Shubby-doo. I make this assertion based on months of data gathering and analysis. No where else do I find two exquisitely eloquent yet obtuse bloggers. The ability to use words to hint at, suggest but never to explicitly say anything that can be used against you is one you both possess.

I enjoyed reading this piece all the way to the end and no surprise at all when I was none the wiser at that point.

Shubby, I know you work for the government, perhaps at GCHQ sef. Your public identity is that of an an engineer but you are really a cryptographer.

Afrobabe 14 August 2008 at 15:03  

lol @ smoking angel..u actually know the name of the pic...

Shubby Doo 14 August 2008 at 15:56  

@UCS – hahahaha… more you say…maybe I say…or maybe not… hmmm… I just saw something on facebook that is making re-think this blogging thing sha

@archiwiz – confused U did I? sorry…where exactly hun?

@lil chari – you r back with us I see…how body? My dear I am part of the flock too… I simply look to the Good Shepherd to guide me and ask him to lead the way!

@Naapali – that you see acuteness in our obtuseness… what else can I say but ‘why thank u kind sir’.

you have sooo NOT cracked the encryption… alas I do not work for a govt intelligent agency but I think they would be proud to have boffins (as u have put it) such as UCS and I on staff ;-)

I shall say no more else I might end up locked up!

@afrobabe – I do & it suits the sexy u.

Whenever you feel lost, afro sweetie, look at it and remember that you are an emanation of the supreme divine… you are God’s own beloved :-)

anonymous gal(retired blogger) 16 August 2008 at 20:48  

Chemistry. finish the stori he drove u home...

Afrobabe 17 August 2008 at 13:56  

hey sexxy engineering woman...loving ur new pic as well...

and yes, my gold outfit is the bomb...lmao...the little of it that u can see....

Anonymous,  17 August 2008 at 15:02  

lil chari? sounds like some sorta pet name....tres interesant!

me am liking this new photo o...

Bombchell 17 August 2008 at 19:19  

hmm lol from how u write I almost felt i was reading back in h.s. mills & boon lol, girl straight up u like him. everyone noticed the attraction, your words know it, and you do to.

c'mon!! u didnt have to straddle him to give him a massage lol.

just remember you get to decide what the fast forward outcome is =)

UndaCovaSista 17 August 2008 at 19:25  

What did you see on facebook? I'm curious now.
Your response to Dr Naapali says it all jare. I think it's a acute case of transference,sis. Lol...!

kay-shawn 17 August 2008 at 21:54  

*Cough, cough.* No further comments.

Er.... please remember to send me an invite when the date is fixed. Believe me that's how it always starts.

Rayo 18 August 2008 at 12:01  

hmmmnnn, not kosher

Omo calabar. 24 August 2008 at 22:51  

Defintely chemistry. Cant wait to know what happens next.

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