**NYSC** Episode 5 Two days later, I called her and fixed a date. She came for the date wearing a whole new look. She did a new hair, and for the first time, I noticed she was wearing a make-up. She looked astonishing with her new Ghana breads falling loosely on her hips. She was wearing a silk evening gown, which did little to concede the top of her bosoms. I took her to crunchies restaurant and we settled on one of the seats upstairs. “You look great”, I had to confess. I took it as a casual date, so I didn’t border dressing for the occasion. I wore a plain trousers with a shirt and slippers. I felt under-dressed for the occasion, but went for it anyway. “And your new hairs style is awesome”. “Thanks”, she replied. “I used the entire yesterday for the hair. Can’t believe I sat down for an entire 7 hours”. “It takes we guys 7 minutes to barb our hair, and a lot cheaper”. I joked and she smiled. “You guys are lucky”. She added. We took our seats, gisted lightly for a while, then asked what she was taking. I went downstairs and ordered for my favorite, crunchies moi moi and sallad with beef. I ordered white rice and mushroom sauce for her with a 250 ml hollandia yogurt. “I will like to know somethings about you”, I informed her after the dinner. “Like what”, she asked. “Firstly, how do you manage to live with your dad”. The question took her aback and I wished I did not ask. “My dad is a strict disciplinarian”, she informed me and continued. “My elder siblings had to school elsewhere because of him. None of them wanted to suffer the same fate I’m suffering now, so they chose other universities”. “Living in our family house is not easy”, she continued, “it can be best compared to living in a very comfortable prison house”. Wow, I didn’t know it was that bad. “It can’t be that bad”, I had to voice out my opinion. “It is!” She exclaimed, “it could get worse”. She continued. “They monitor me like I’m a time bomb. They want to know where I am, who I am with, what I am doing at all times”. “So, do they know you are here with me?”, I asked, rather foolishly. “Of course not. Do you think they would approve of me to be hanging out with you this night?”, she asked me. “Kathy was aware of this outing, so she was the one that came to the house to ask my parents to let me hang out with her for a while”. So she was really looking forward to this outing. Somehow, I felt she wore her new look to impress me. “You really look great”, I tried patronizing her again. “Thanks”, she blushed. “Now tell me about your personal life”, I asked genuinely. Inasmuch as I had ulterior motives with her, I found myself genuinely interested in what she had to say. “Well, that’s a third date kind of question”, she winked at me. Smart girl! I had to make this particular date interesting. I wasn’t planning on taking her out everyday in order to win her heart, although she wouldn’t mind that, she must be bored to death staying in her family house. “Do you attend dominion city?”, I knew the answer to that, but I had to ask to keep the conversation going. I already knew her dad was a member of the Anglican communion. “No”, she replied. “I’m anglican. Kathy invited me for the program. She said it was going to be educating and fun”. “it was, except for some things which I don’t quite agree with”. She said. “Like what?” “The talk show, distance relationships. I didn’t agree with most of what the participants where saying”. “So what’s your opinion?”, I asked. “Distance relationships are great. They can really work out if the two involved are willing to make it work. Two cannot work together unless they agree. It will take commitment, trust and fidelity, but it sure does work”. I didn’t need a prophet to tell me she was into a distance relationship. I had to trade carefully. “Well, the definition of relationship stems from the word ‘relate’”, I added, “so there’s no relationship if you both are not there to relate”. She stared at me for a while and remained calm, so I continued. “Relationship is like a seed planted, and it succeeds in germinating. At its tender age, it can’t survive on its own, you need to be there to nurse it, prone it, weed it and water it for it to stand firm. If not, its going to turn to a weed and grow wide, or worse still, die off”. I really got her attention. It was obvious with the look on her eyes that she was trying hard to relate what I was saying to her personal life. I informed cassey that it was time to go. She asked where we were going, and somehow, without having the intention, I blurted out, “my room”. I expected her to turn down the request and call it a 20th date stuff or something like that. “Where do you stay”, she asked. “Palmville”. I answered. “Alright”, she stood up and we walked out. . . –Oh my gooossshhh— I thought to myself. Watch out for Episode 6
Posted on: Tue, 05 Aug 2014 16:06:50 +0000
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