Showing posts with label fiction. Show all posts
Showing posts with label fiction. Show all posts

Wednesday, 3 July 2013

The Goodbye

It was dawn and check with the time was three O’clock. It was the beginning of the last quarter of the night and the moon was still luminous and large as life, as it journeys slowly to the west to rest. Life was still dead in the small community of Lomnava lying in the plains of Afram Plains, except the shrill noises from some nocturnal insects and the occasionally croaking of frogs in the pockets of bushes around.

In the sand were long shadows of Koo Emma and Enyonam legibly drawn from the full moon which was quite strange because the only waakye seller who is noted by all community members to be the first to wake up before anyone else was still cozying in her bed or mat perhaps… 

Had Koo Emma being strong willed enough, the two party would not have been there by now, but there they were, in the harmattan morning and getting drenched by the dew and feeling cold by the seconds, despite their numerous cloths they both had on. It was about the fifth time he had come back after waving Enyonam ‘good-bye’. He just did not have the will to leave her presence. It was even more difficult, because, it will also be the last time they were an item. It was over between them.

Leaning against the unpainted picket gate which was almost as tall the size of her at about 5’6" was Enyonam who has resolved not to make any attempt at stopping him from leaving her life but to cry her hearts out. Her solace would be time, because it is the antidote to every situation. She survived it when she lost her mother. She did not even know that she could survive from the painful loss unscathed. Maybe losing her dear ones was her portion.

She did not lose her father. He simply has never been there and has never counted, and now it was Koo Emma leaving her life for good because he claims it was for their good. How can you love someone and stop loving them, she thought, as her sobs, mixed with the dew sends shivers down her spine.

True love has no format, so it came to pass that Koo Emma and Enyonam met one sunny afternoon some two years ago in the market square and fell in love at once. When love arrests you, you avail yourself to its trial, so yes, they succumbed. They began the knowing-me-knowing-you phase and the disclosure session was revealing than they both expected. They both have been posted to the town after their National Service, to begin their lives as substantive employees even though at different times but the chemistry and the eventual companionship they both offered each other was the right motivation they both needed to make their stay in the community Grande.

Enyonam’s first year was uneventful because he could not find anyone to relate to, so it was all work and other assignments taken from the local parish just to get her busy and going. It was the only way to kill boredom until Koo Emma arrived with the same city style she was used to. They began dating and her life had sprung back. They had two places of abode, sometimes they stayed over at her place and other times at Koo Emma’s two bedroom place. All of a sudden, Lomnava became the most fun place on the face of the planet. How love can be illusive.

One thing led to another and with the passage of time, all Enyonam did was to live Koo Emma. Her world now practically revolved around him and it was becoming difficult for Koo Emma to do other things apart from his official work. And while they were at it, Enyonam has forgotten her flock of youngsters she taught at the Sunday school and her Secretarial role she played in the youth wing of the church. She stopped attending Choir practice and only attended Church when she liked.

Talk of her sudden change was all over town and it was debilitating for Koo Emma to be named as the change agent. He figured that much, but how could he be the one to be the negative influence on the poor girl? Maybe he has being selfish for taking her away from everyone. He should have known that, practically being with her all the time was tantamount to the relegation of her core engagements. Consequently, after sleepless nights of long and disturbing thoughts, he resolved that the greater good of the community should always paramount over individual good and desires.

He loved Enyonam without a doubt and has made her the centre of his life. Enyonam has become his source of happiness but that certainly is a loss to the whole community who draws inspiration from her life and what she does for the community. He has to let go so that Enyonam could continue being the one-in-a-million she was for the community before his arrival, however, his problem was how to still live in the same community and not see Enyonam.

He has to save himself and Enyonam somehow because they can’t live their lives loving all day like modern day Romeo and Juliet. Their career lives were suffering and the Community needed Enyonam more than he needed her in his life. He has to go away as soon as possible.

After several meetings with the Pastor and Elders of the church who appeared more concerned than the rest of the community, an arrangement was made for Koo Emma to start work in the next two villages which were all unknown to Enyonam until that fateful moonlit night.

He realized no amount of words carefully put together will soothe Enyonam's bruised heart and there was no way he was rescinding on his carefully thought decision, so he said the needful 'goodbye', turned around and got absorbed in the dark forever.





Friday, 28 June 2013

Unconditional Love

She has never been the same again since their paths crossed that busy morning in the elevator. They were both headed to their various offices which were situated in the same building but on different floors and for different companies. She had to exit from the moving cubicle on the 8th floor and did not know where her crash was headed to, on a 16 floor tower, which added to the anxiety that was building up on sighting the guy when he stepped in.


Her enthusiasm to find out who the guy was and how to nail him has just made life beautiful. It has given her something to live for apart from the busy corporate life she led. Life to her has taken a dramatic turn for good and she was going to bask in it. She was going to allow absolutely nothing, not even her negative emotions to come between her and her new object of happiness.

Jemila has been a single lady for the best part of three years even though she accepted and went on a couple of dates with men from all walks, but the farthest any of them went was a hug when they managed to drop her at home. For those who did not pass her virtual test, they never got the chance to even escort her home.  She was paying the price for bitterness from her previous relationship.

She has now by twist of fate discovered how to spend her days other than poring into her work all day and making deadlines, which is to find happiness. She began coming out of her office from time to time to monitor the elevator and sometimes frequenting the eatery on the ground floor just to bump into her new object of fascination. At home, she carried out all her chores with gaiety and some renewed energy and at night she becomes sleepless.

Even though it was only two days, it felt like years, so she changed her strategy by rearranging her office, so she could directly be watching the car park through the window blinds. That was sure to work and it did work after the sixth day which brought her self-torment to an end. 

She came earlier the next morning and waited around the car park until her Superman arrived. Even though, she thought it intrusive and falling over the cliff, she approached him, extended a hand and introduced herself.  If there was anything that worked for him about women, it was the air of confidence they exude. He took the extended hand of friendship, smiled and spoke for the first time.

“Safo is my name. I work for Gemini Consults as a lawyer. I resumed last week” he revealed and managed a coy smile as they headed towards the main building. 

They chit-chatted their way up and even managed to book a lunch date before parting to their various offices. With a beaming smile, elated Jemila pumped a fist in the air as soon as she came out of the elevator and started humming an old tune she’s never heard herself sing in a very long while. But, how could she sing a love song when she was at loggerheads with love? She swung joyously to the office, knowing that everything was alright.  

Maybe everything was not alright because anytime she was this close to her dreams, something goes wrong but she caught herself before her thoughts derailed further into negativity. “No, this is the guy of my dreams, the one I’m going to give my unconditional love to and I am going to do everything to have him. Period” as she settled in to contribute her day’s quota.

Before long, it was lunch-break and everything came to pass as she envisaged. Lunch with the perfect gentleman also turned out to be the first time she was seen in the company of a man at the canteen.
Love is a good thing.

Their first date turned out well which warranted another one in the evening. It was Tea or Ice cream and a movie afterwards, to be decided two hours before the date. And while Safo was taking everything easy and considering Jemila, a very good distraction from his marriage which was on the verge of collapse, Jemila was on cloud nine waiting to climb higher. 

Well, she is on the threshold now.

Whereas Safo was talking to her wife’s lawyer and some family members from both divides all afternoon to save his marriage, Jemila was busy picking out clothes from her wardrobe in her mind’s eye. She changed into several clothes, applied assorted lipsticks and ear rings to match, until she got the perfect dress and accessories for the night. She was also scripting in her mind how she was going to break the news without sounding unnecessarily desperate.

What if she was desperate? Well, she couldn’t come home tonight without telling him somehow, lest she will explode into tiny fragments and that would be the end of her existence. What happened to the old motivational, “go for what you want”?

Time waits for no man and they were already seated across each other, giggling and licking Ice creams from their beech sticks like school kids in the ambience of the new plush Ice cream joint in Town. As far as expectations were concerned, the night was turning out well for Jemila, so she thought the timing was right to spill the beans.

“I hate to push my luck but I would like to state that, it’s nice being friends with you. I can’t believe we are already having good times like some old friends. I feel at home already and wouldn’t mind having a repeated dose of this every time” she broke the ice.

“How do you mean”, he enquired firmly

“Please, I have never been good with words and hope you understand me” she explained further

“That will be a little difficult since I don’t know what you talking about”

“I love you” she declared and waited for some time to pass and continued

“It’s unconditional and I knew it the very first time we met. I would have waited for your feelings for me to mature, but I’m sure I couldn’t have made it through this night without letting you know”

Safo just smiled, shifted his chair back, beckoned to an attendant within sight and adjusted well, so he could reach out for his wallet at the back of his pants to pay the bill.

“Jemila, its nice knowing you and I think you are and will be a nice company but no one can love anyone unconditionally, not even God. We all love with conditions attached and I refuse to continue this meeting. Good evening” 

Touché!

Jemila just sat there dumbfounded and could not come to terms, but one thing was clear as she sat in the shades the lights threw at her and that was at least she could love again. Yes, she will love again only this time, it will be conditional.