KVR VOICE OF AGONY( UPDATE) FRIDAY-06TH-SEPT-2013 TIME:10:00PM-12:00AM Voice of agony program script Kyoga VERITAS 91.5fm Date:Friday 6th-Sept-2013 Time: 10:00pm 12:00am Producer: Peterson Mateeka-I dentities of the student behind this story have been withheld on request. Theme: question of choice in relationship-Identities withheld on request My parents are still alive, living a peasant life somewhere in Kaberamaido.I thank them for raising me among their 8 sons and only one daughter. I grew up a humble boy till towards the end of my senior three without having romantic connections to girls.I entered my first relationship when joining O’level.The girl was a class behind me, though I learnt later that she was older than me by one year. As students in the same compound five days a week, it was difficult to keep it secret. Fellow students and members of staff came to learn that we had something in common with this girl. Our love was strong, bound up with expectations to get married in future. One day I fell very sick. I was admitted in one of the most expensive clinics in Soroti.The day before I was to be discharged; I was given a very expensive bill that my family was not sure they could pay. My parents only had half the money to pay. They were not sure they could convince management to let me out with a balance of payment behind.My girlfriend had been checking on me since the day of admission as such, she was well aware of the developments. She came back with a balance of 50 Thousand shillings and gave me to finish up the bill. I thanked her for being so caring. But when I got well, I asked her that the fact that you helped me to pay part of my hospital bill, but being a student how she got the money? She told me her elder sister gave her. But since I was familiar with the sister, I rang her that please, thank you for helping me the time I was sick. She asked me that did I help you really.Isaid the money that helped us to pay of the hospital bill, the one you gave to your young sister. She said, If I had, I would have helped you, but honestly, I did not have, and so I did not give my sister such money. I did not ask her, but just started investigating. I discovered she had another Taliban of working class besides me. He was the one who gave her the money. I did not ask her still, but tracked her down till one evening; I got her ready handed coming out of this Taliban’s house looking suspicious. There was no way she could deny it. I just told her, it’s over with me. I wish you well with the man whose money saved me sometimes back. I got so disappointed and regretted why I had ventured into this relationship especially with this school girl. I decided to put off everything and concentrated on my studies. For three years I never had any girl in my life till I joined high school. This year am 23.Mediun size, dark skinned, physically strong, composed and good looking. I will be sitting for my A ‘level in two months from now. I take my studies seriously, as such, am bright with a talent in sciences. God willing am sure of passing. In five years my ambitions are to come back as a medical doctor and treat my people in Teso. We have a female teacher of English at school. She knows her work well; as such both students and fellow staff like her. But she’s also gifted with a magnificent body structure .Whenever she passes around, big boys and teachers alike first keep off their discussions and remains silent as they keep an eye on this flamboyant queen with her celebrity looks going about her business. The big shots in school have tried, but in vain. They are only left pocketing as a consolation. One day she gave us some composition to write and bring the next day. But later that evening after we had left school, I met her out of office. After greeting her she said to me that, hope by tomorrow you will have finished your composition for marking.I said madam I have finished. If you don’t mind you could go with it now and mark from home so that tomorrow I get it at school.She asked me that but why are you not smiling today? I said, am not feeling well. She asked me if I could go with her to her house and look at look my work together. I went and she prepared for me a very good meal. But her conversation and body language pointed to very special feelings.During serving, she asked me whether I was comfortable sharing the same plate with her, I said no. Afterwards I requested to leave and she escorted me late in the evening. Since that day, whenever she comes to class, our eye contacts were enough to explain a lot of things. She invited me to her house some other day. After supper, she requested If I could spend a night in her house. At night things started happening. She wanted us to have sweet pain; I told her I don’t have war heads. She said we fight it live; BBC style, Body to body contact. I said no. We spent that night without anything taking place. I suggested we go for test. We tested four times; both are safe. We have had marathon sweet pain a dozen times with my teacher. Am 23, and she’s 30, but you see her, she looks 25. We have made concessions to get married. She told me her background that she dated some engineer for three years. But this man left her and married another lady; and quickly even wedded the lady. She gave up with him, but after some years, he’s trying to force himself back to her, something she emphasized she’s not willing to accept. One day I was in her place, in the evening and this so called Engineer stormed the compound. He introduced himself and asked me that young man what’s your name, I told him and also a student to madam of this home. He pulled out the keys of the house and pocketed them. The lady told her, I no longer have anything in common to do with you. And you know it, you left me and got a lady who was better than me in your judgement.And to demonstrate this to the world, you even wedded her. She’s now your wife and good that you have produced children with her. I respected your change of heart towards me at that time. Since then I have never attempted to interfere with you as an individual neither your family. The young man you are seeing here in front of you she stressed is not just my student but also my boyfriend and husband to be. Give me chance also to organize my wedding like I gave you yours. I walked away and left them exchanging words. She picked a phone and called me to get back. I said no. that this man has gone with my key to the house and says he will be coming to sleep my house by force .I have told him, I don’t want and am not prepared to be part of his life forever. Let him not intimidate you. The Taliban also grabbed the phone to the teacher and got my contact. He has been sending threats that you are risking your life young man. If you don’t leave that lady, am going to take you out of this planet. One day he got me walking with my teacher, and jumped off the boda boda.He tried to jack me by my shirt below the chin. He did not know that am a trained fighter and martial artist. I responded swiftly, mixing him up with a combination of 1, 2, 3 Golola style. In a matter of seconds, he was down on the ground drunk. I told him I can squeeze that engineering pride factor out of you in a seconds-And reduce you from a capital letter to a mere dot on paper. He left with a bloody nose embarrassed. The experience I had with my first secondary school girl. I don’t want any of them in my life anymore. After my studies I wish to settle with this lady who by then will be my former teacher. Right now she’s 30 and am 23.But she looks 25. She’s the second lady ever in my private life, with all that my life desires for a future wife. Despite the age difference between us, am convicted these are just numbers. My mum has come to know and says she’s older than me, I should not marry her.Please, can you help advice.
Posted on: Fri, 06 Sep 2013 12:30:22 +0000
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