Utility and I had just gotten back from the masjid for Asr. I got into my room and stripped, tied my towel my signature way, and proceeded to the bathroom. The mission is quite simple; prepare myself for what was to come later.
I started with a shower(Oh, yeah! An actual shower! Not the bowl and bucket wan you’re used to jooorh); been a while, I used this shampoo, plus my hair needed it. So, I applied a generous amount and scrubbed away as the water hit several parts of my body, not forgetting my soul, which is quite in need of more than just a water cleansing. After the ‘shampooing’ I lathered up! I stopped using sponges 8/9 years ago, so… The weather is hot outside, but a bit chilly indoors as the Harmattan had started creeping in like the crazy thoughts that had been creeping into my mind these past few months. The cold bath will always be my thing. I digress, after the thorough shower(much-needed man!!! Site was crazy hectic today, plus Utility and I didn’t get 2k richer. Welp!!!) I grabbed my feet scrub, earlier today I had felt some parts of my feet getting tougher! No way I’m risking a crack, baby boy like myself!!! Abegi, it can’t fit work. After doing an excellent job of making my feet feel special, I rounded up with ablution and headed back to my room.
Grooming one’s self shouldn’t really be optional to men, how, is what should differ. I’ve been a Vaseline person will always be; all those creams make me feel grossly uncomfortable and slightly sweaty. Small Vaseline rub on my arm, feet up to the calves, my face, and we are good to go. My roll-on rolled, and my two small bottles of Oud sprayed. I went to Utility’s room to use a little of his ‘pafum’ too… small small no dey too plenty na!!! I just love smelling good ni nothing more!!! I hope to one day get to Abu Zayd’s level and be buying all those expensive ‘pafums’
Anyways, got dresses in my regular three-quarter short and one of my armless shirts, then hop! I did hop on my bed, to sleep? Lol, No, I wish sleep was that easy for me. I envy my guy sha. As sleep may not be the next thing, I put on Omar Eesa’s nasheed; Dhikr to set the mood right for relaxation(this afternoon, it came in the form of the write-up you’re reading).
Now that I’m at this point and I have no extra information to divulge, I think I’ll just say we are very ungrateful lots, I have had lunch, the luxury of working from home, a car, half paid bills, cold-water, coffee, smartphones, internet, I have books, a roof, and so many things and I’m still so bothered about the things I don’t have yet, like the Benz, a wife, a house and more. Man is inherently ungrateful, and I’m man. Dwelling on my ungratefulness will waste much of my time, and I won’t be rewarded for that. So, I type and utter loud, ‘ALHAMDULILLAH’. Coincidentally, Maher Zain’s “Forgive Me- Vocal only” is currently playing, and I’m left to ask ALLAH to forgive me.
