Episode 5:- THE LOVE STORY OF EMEKA THE NEW SCHOOL BOY Of all the possible wonderful things EMEKA could have done, he chose to do something nobody would do. When I say(write) nobody, I mean nobody. Now you are wondering what he did. Youve started guessing. I guess youve been told several times by several no-guessers that you are a bad guesser. Right? You would not agree. Thats pride in display.You may have guessed that EMEKA went in search of the love of his life. You have never been so wrong. I know few failed their JAMB UTME several times, but you should not continue failing. If our friend EMEKA had gone in search of the love of his life, it still would have been a good thing. But he did not. He didnt! Now you are trying to guess again. Youre still wrong. Go to school, I will not- this is what it has done to you haha just kidding . EMEKA didnt even pray to God to bring the angel of a girl along his way in a miraculous way. If he had prayed, maybe God would have overlooked his sins. Maybe. You dont know what to guess anymore. Thats the more reason you should run away from nairabet. Youve never got it right! What EMEKA did was not only childish, it was an absolute and complete babyish-act. It is like the President of the country dancing in the rain. If I were to by EMEKA s father, I would have made him carry a 150-kg weight for three(3) days as punishment for him. EMEKA went straight to the Utility room in the hostel. He sat bare on the hard floor. Put his hands on his cheeks, and started crying. Yes, EMEKA wept! This was not a silent kind of weeping, it was a very loud one that the enthusiastic Hall 3 boys passing by couldnt help but take a sympathetic and annoying look at the sorry EMEKA . If you ever see a guy crying because of a girl, call that guy EMEKA . The last thing on EMEKA s mind was giving up on his vain-seeming search for his lover-girl. EMEKA dust his dusty buttocks, packed his bag, and went out in search of the girl. Dressed in a sea-blue Jean trousers, and a tight-fitting polo top with an Italian canvass shoe on, EMEKA began his own edition of Gulder Ultimate search. West Wing Basement. Delectable. Elegant. Angelic. Mind-blowing. Exceptional. She leaned against the wall so perfectly like a maize in the stalk. Her hair floated perfectly on her wonderfully-built shoulders like clean water from a stream. Her face radiated so much beauty that diamond would not stand it. Her hands, legs, everything were just a perfect blend. EMEKA stood there transfixed. Completely mesmerized. She was so lost with whatever she was doing with her phone, while EMEKA began to vibrate like a ringing phone. As if infected by the smile on her face, EMEKA began to smile too. EMEKA drew closer. His steps were careful. Any rush could make him stumble and fall. The closer he got, a more pretty being he saw. This was no dream. This was no hallucination. Right before her, EMEKA stood like a dumb fool with careless smile carelessly betraying him. Hi! She said to EMEKA , the vibrating plump young man standing awkwardly before her. Hiii....i...i......i......Hi EMEKA stuttered. To be Continued !
Posted on: Tue, 09 Dec 2014 18:20:38 +0000
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