There
was this young girl I admired a lot, she was very pretty, tall, dark
and intelligent. Her smile could illuminate a room. No matter the
level of provocation meted to her she would never be angry. I learnt
that she had just finished her OND and was assisting her uncle to
serve in his beer joint.
I
have been watching her at some distance before I eventually hit the
nail on the head. She neither agreed nor disagreed. Any time I called
her, she would give me audience. I prodded her further and collected
her phone number which she gladly obliged. The following day, I was
sent to Kaduna to cover a story. Unfortunately, I lost my phone
during the trip. When I got back to Lagos, our relationship started
on a full throttle.
Several
months later, a girl sauntered into the beer joint smiling at me and
Funmi. I looked at Funmi and saw the glaring similarities between the
two girls. This was the girl I first met! I was confused.
I
later on gathered that the one I first met was the young sister
called Kunmi. In my confusion and hasty state of mind, I had
mistaken her for Funmi. I learnt that Kunmi had to travel back to her
school to collect her transcript. That explained her sudden absence
from the scene.
It
was not really a matter of confusion on their part as I later on
gathered. It was unanimous decision between the two sisters that
Kunmi whom I first met should step aside for her elder sister because
there was family pressure on her to get married. Can it work? Faari
to get married? We shall all see.
Behave responsibly; Aids is Real!
