Thursday, May 26, 2011

The Baba - chapter 8 part II

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“Angalia”
Malik yelled and everyone stopped what they were doing and faced the stairs. I went along with everyone else. Simba was coming downstairs.
“At ease Brother and thank you for the respect.” Everyone in the immediate area greeted him.
“Jay come with me.”
I followed him out of the patio door and into the garden. He sat on the bench and I remained standing in angalia.
“Relax Jay, I brought you out here to talk with you. I want to explain what is about to happen.”
“Yes sir.” I sat down next to him.
“The family is at a crucial point in our development, and we need people around that really have the group’s best interest at heart.”
“I understand Sir.”
“The next step for you is to get clarity on why you were chosen, and for you to find your Nia.”
“I know my purpose, and that is to serve the club and to build this nation.”
“That is what you have been taught to say. Is that what’s really in your heart?”
I grew silent because in a way he was right. Ever since I entered the club they have been teaching me the importance of serving the nation. I memorized the whole book. I know all the information.  For over a year I have been living nation building and warriorship.
“Jay I am going to send you on a vision quest, and when you return everything will be clear to you, and you will know what your Nia is. The position I am giving you is very important, and it needs someone with the ability to focus on accomplishing the goals at all cost. Are you ready?”
“Yes sir.” He turned around and before he could speak a word Malik was at the door.
“Yes sir?”
“Get the car ready.”
“Which one Big Bra?”
“One with room because we have a long drive a head of us.”
“Will you need one with an auto pilot?”
“Yes….Also I need you to accomplish the goals we set before I return.”
“Of course Simba. We are already on it.”
Malik returned in the house giving orders.
“Jay return to your room and get your stuff. We will be traveling light. You don’t need any clothes but get all the things you will need for hygiene.”
I wanted to ask what the hell is going on but I knew that I had to trust. I went to my room unpacked my large things and returned back downstairs to the living room. When I got downstairs Jazz met me and led me to the car.
“Be strong Brother Jay.”
What the hell did he mean by that? When we got to the garage, we got into a SUV. We had a driver, and we were off. Simba sat in the back reading a book. We drove for about two hours out into the country. We pulled up a dirt road. Down the road I could see a sign that read Majestic Fishery  and Farm. We pulled up to a nice farm and some people came out to meet us. They immediately went to the back and started unloading things. Simba introduced me to Kwesi.
“Kwei, this is Jay.”
“It is a pleasure to meet you young man.”
By the way he shook my hand I knew he was a brother. I just could not tell what level he had reached in the organization. I could tell he was pretty close to Simba in age, but a lot of times that made no difference. He immediately started talking to Simba.
“Big Bra, we got everything ready as you requested.”
Simba just shook his head and went inside the house. I followed him and he headed straight for the dining room. The table was set and food already on the table. Greens, yams, fish, fresh bread, beans in red sauce and rice.


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