He tells his story…
Born in 1987 on a certain bright beautiful morning at a suburb of his motherland, he was a cute immaculate guy with judicious perspective of life. Growing up as a well-prepared lad ready to embrace his future with maximum alacrity and determination, he was thought of by all and sundry who saw him appear from the womb of a virtuous woman as a blessing. Bouncing baby boy, the doctor said. Beautiful baby boy the parents concluded and, a smart kid, the others perceived.
Smiles on his face melted the parents’ hearts and illuminated the darkness that obscured their chances to ever conceive as they approached the church altar to dedicate him to his creator and maker of life. The Pastor raised him high to the heavens and gave thanks to the Ancient of days. This symbolic action ushered him into the frontiers of the world. He saw things happening but could not understand them. He struggled to walk but could not stand. He heard people say “Keep Trying” but thought it was a mirage.
Sucking his Mum’s breast, he was fed with supernatural milk that opened his eyes and mind. He read his temperament, body language, and character traits, and was naturally activated to the realities of life. He could now understand his existence and essence in the universe. His family orientation made him strong, smart, and bold. He always felt that he belonged to a system that will never let him down. This he learned was his first signal of an unconditional love. Called by his maiden name, Fred was a very clever guy and his sense of judgement was one that was always commended by the elderly.
Reaching the zenith of adolescence, Fred knew he had come of age and passing his West African Secondary School Certificate Examination (WASSCE), he knew he had a lot to learn about life. Getting ready to enter the University, Fred’s joy was inexplicable. He remembers his parents sat him down one quiet evening and sermonized him about the challenges of the world. He remembers his parents told him to be very much studious and circumspect as he could easily be swayed off by life on campus.
“Thank you, I am very grateful for this parental advice. I promise I will be very vigilant and not brook the nonsense of life.” Fred assured his parents.
At that point, he forgot the saying; it is easier said than done. But there was one vital quality nature and no one could take away from him which was his commitment to God. Fred was pious and revered God very much. In 2007, his dream to further his education materialized as in the twinkling of an eye, he made a swift jump onto the campus of University of Ghana, popularly known as Legon. Fred’s first year on campus brought into play his willingness and dedication to comply with the parents’ genuine reasons to hold onto their advice.
As if the tentacles of life would not make a quick turn to grip the neck of Fred; he was noticed virtually everyday in possession of his books and seriously skimming every single lecture note he collated. Fred was very introvert, reclusive, and determined. He hardly made male friends in school, not to talk of female friends.
Due to this attitude, many of the students taunted him as shy of ladies and classified him as “Mr. P.O.P”, a term, only the students understood. But Fred was less perturbed since he faced a similar blow in his historic life archives. He thought they were just envious of his morality but later realized they were not interested in attacking his morality. Instead, the lot of students only wanted him to wake up to the necessity of being friendly and receptive.
Since there is time for everything, fortunately or unfortunately, Fred could not stand the heat any longer. He therefore justified the actions of those students who opposed his strict-stuck character by the thought that no human can live alone. This paved a way in his heart to meet a very lovely intimate companion.
Fred talking:
I saw this lady in my class and could not take my eyes and mind off her. I kept stealing glances at her with no apparent reason. I guess I was blindfolded and darkened by my inability to accommodate people in my life. Until my heart was fully activated to the consciousness of making friends, I wouldn’t have realized such beauty of a lady leaning beside my seat. Wow…! Can’t let go of her.
Hello, I’m Fred.
Hi, I’m Everlove. (This starts the conversation.)
Fred continues: Are you in this class?
Everlove: What sort of question is that?
Fred: Oh, don’t get offended. I guess I have been stupid to think all this while that you were a ghost in our midst. Frankly, I never became conscious of your beauty until such dark veil was removed from my face.
Everlove: Am I supposed to take it as a compliment?
Fred: The ball is in your court. Anyway, will you be my friend?
Everlove: Hahahaa…why should I? You might have thought I am so cheap.
Fred: Nope. I rather think you are my friend already.
She responds: You must be crazy.
(The conversation continues till the soft heart of a lady was revealed to welcome Fred into the life of Everlove)
Their friendship clicked and was erected on a pure casual foundation. As time went on, Fred and Everlove were seen together like they were glued to each other for the rest of their lives. If you saw Fred somewhere and did not see Everlove, then, you might have miscalculated their chemistry of friendship. Their friendship became the topic of the day as groups were formed on campus to weigh the purity of their friendship against its odds. But one ingredient that the groups lacked was the fact that Fred never thought beyond friendship so far as Everlove was concerned. He keenly treated their friendship as casual as it deserves.
In fact, Fred and Everlove virtually did everything together. When trips were organized in school, they were always caught hanging out together. In an interview with Fred, he made it simple and clear to me that he felt very happy and comfortable around Everlove, and never thought of obliterating their friendship. He predicated that the very moment there will be a crack in their friendship, it will be very difficult to let go of her.I further asked; does it confirm that you are head over heels in love with her? He responded; not really…I don’t know.
When things seemed okay for Fred and Everlove’s friendship, little did Fred know that somebody was gradually roping himself into Everlove’s love pot. Fred told me he didn’t know his heart status towards Everlove but in fact, the truth is; he earnestly and unflinchingly adored her to the fullest. Fred was only flummoxed by the fear of messing up their friendship but what he could not ever deny was the fact that he, in plain terms, had fallen in love with Everlove.
His best colleagues suggested he makes the best of such acquaintance that had induced him to sometimes act abnormally, therefore, revealing the love symptoms in him. Fred gradually realized he could no longer battle with his love cells towards
Everlove and as a result, decided to select an appropriate day and time to make his intention known to who he perceives as his dream girl.
It was a successful Wednesday and right after lectures, as usual, Fred escorted Everlove to her destination. Within that moment, he accepted to make a swift move and declare his intention with no intimidation, fear or contradiction. As Everlove bade him “Goodbye”, Fred knew the time was due to say what seems easy but the world has made it difficult and coyly to say.
He began stammering in order not to deviate from the usual custom.
Fred: Errrrrr….mmm…Everlove, can you wait a minute?
Everlove excitedly responds: Oh, yes.
(The exciting look on Everlove’s face entices Fred to think “Bingo”, the plan will work)
Fred: I have been wondering about something for quite some time now.
And…errrmmm…would like to make it known to you. (The inner person in Fred pinches him and says to him “Hurry up, she is getting bored”)
Over the years now, you’ve been my source of joy and comfortability. I really cherish our friendship but to be very honest with you, I couldn’t hold back my sentiments for you.
(As if something has choked his throat; he coughs and continues. This time, keeping it simple and short; “KISS”.)
I love you, Everlove and I want you to be my girlfriend.
(Everlove inhales and exhales strongly and briefly. She then releases a deadly missile in the heart of Fred.)
Everlove: Fred, I admit you have been a very good gentleman to me but… (Hello! what are you thinking? No, I guess. Well, let’s see how she puts it)
Everlove continues; but we can’t click together. There’s a single character trait about you I can’t stand. You are irritating. Goodbye, I have to sleep.
Fred: Goodnight but keep in mind, I sincerely love you.
Everlove: Forget it, Fred.
(Fred then calls his friend, Paul, who also happens to be a trustworthy friend of
Everlove and implores of him to convince her.)
The following day, to Fred’s ultimate surprise, the earlier rumors he paid little or no attention to were made manifest as he saw Everlove together with Francis, a guy who few or nobody thought could induce Everlove to fall in love with.
Francis was highly perceived to be a rascal and therefore impossible to win the heart of such a descent daughter of Eve. The more people slammed Everlove’s sudden relationship with Francis, the greater Everlove became firm on her decision to surrender her heart to Francis. Fred loved Everlove sincerely to the extent that he could not just move on without her and dreaded this guy might be exploiting her.
Gradually, they headed towards their “Graduation day” and even after completion of school, Fred still looks forward to the hope that one day, just one day, she might draw back to his side but I say:
“Fred, you need to face the truth and move on with your life. What lies ahead is far more significant and feasible than what occurred in the past. Deaden your love cells for your first love and revive it for the next trinket to find. Because you are stagnant, you can not see the bountiful trinkets awaiting you. My dearest friend, fight for your front and leave your back to take care of itself…”
to be continued...
DISCLAIMER:
THE CHARACTERS IN THIS SCRIPT ARE FORMULATED AND DO NOT HAVE ANY LINKAGE WITH ANY PERSON. EVEN THOUGH, THE STORYLINE IS DERIVED FROM A REALISTIC HAPPENING, IT IS LARGELY AFFILIATED WITH DELUSION AND FICTION.
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