Love… Love… Love…
So smoothly pronounced with very promising sounds and voices…
He is a very beautiful personality but yet so misunderstood and
often times, ill-treated by the witty nature of the human heart…
My name is Nwankwo Chinedu. My friends call me Dukesman, but I prefer
going by the name NED.
It was a beautiful Sunday morning with beautiful promises for
every dreamer. As usual, I woke up with high hopes just like every abnormal teenager
would.
Yes…. You read that
right…
No normal teenager would live like, and in the midst of the
people I do live with and still be normal, it’s not possible. About that, let’s
keep the story for another day.
Shall we ?...
The love story I am
writing about today happened inside a church with a church girl.
Kindly follow suit as I narrate my love experience to you.
I prepared and left for church service with my brothers. The days
service was that of ordination of a new priest or a Reverend Minister as we normally
call them.
When it was time, the ‘to-be-ordained’ new priest took his seat
alongside with his family. It was then that I sighted this daughter of his from
my choir seat. I couldn’t help but stare at her. Funny right ? wait first…
The young lady was a bit younger than I was, darkly skinned
(not black), had white charming eyes and in an attractive gown, standing beside
her mother. I was the drummer, but I couldn’t
help but stare at her for minutes and I doubt if she was not aware of my stares.
Right there staring at her, I understood what
love-at-first-sight means and its capabilities as I was clearing the path and
creating ways in the wilderness of my mind inside my head on how I would go
talk to her before or after the service but, before I could spell ‘Jack Robinson’,
she and her family disappeared into the thin air after the church service. To my
amazement, I was happy that I saw a beautiful girl even though I couldn’t talk
to or with her.
Folks, this is what love can do to a young teenage introvert
who just couldn’t talk to a girl even if he wanted to.
Smiles…
Don’t feel sorry for me….
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