Dear diary.
It has been over three years since I started dating Kelechi.
We have known each other since we were kids and have been really close ever
since. We started dating in my 200 level which was his 400 level after he
professed his feelings for me and asked me to be his girlfriend which I gladly
agreed to because I liked him too. I love Kelechi he is an absolutely perfect
match for me. A tall light-skinned handsome man to complement my short
dark-skinned self. He is smart, has ambition and a bright future ahead of him
as a successful surgeon. My family likes him very much as he is very nice and
polite to them and our families are good friends, they all approve of our
match.
I will
finish my youth service training in port-harcout next month and I am 99 percent
sure that Kelechi will propose marriage to me following my return back to
Lagos. He already has a good job and his own flat and has been dropping hints
here and there that he is ready to settle down with me. My family will surely
expect me to gladly accept his marriage proposal and there really is nothing
stopping me except one thing………..Kunle.
I met Kunle
in port-harcout at a village market where I went to buy some foodstuffs. He was
taking pictures for a photoshoot some magazine was doing about the beauty of
rural life or something like that. I stopped at the shop where I was buying
fresh tomatoes to watch the photoshoot because I wanted to see what was
happening. Somehow our eyes met and I felt sparks of electricity fly between us
as cliché as that sounds. It was a foreign feeling I had never felt before not
even with Kelechi. For that reason I got scared and quickly exited the market
and went back to my lodgings although I felt his eyes staring at my retreating
back.
The next week
I got a huge shock when this guy showed up at the school where I was teaching.
I was so surprised that he found me. Apparently as I was wearing my youth
service uniform he knew I was a corper so he went to the youth service
headquarters in port-harcourt and pestered them(more like bribed) them to give
him the locations of where any short dark-skinned girl was teaching. And since
then he has gone to all the schools to look for me until he finally found me. I
found that incredibly sweet that he would go to all that trouble just to find
me.
We started
off as friends because I told him I had a boyfriend. His business was in
Calabar which wasn’t far from port-harcout .Every weekend or so he came down to
visit me , bringing me gifts and chocolate , making me laugh and gradually
worming his way into my heart. Eventually we realized that there was more
between us and that was when our affair started. I felt bad that I am cheating
on Kelechi but I believe that I really am in deep love with Kunle. He makes me
feel things that I have never felt before and he really does love me back
I am glaringly aware of the fact that my family will never in a million
years approve of kunle because he is Yoruba and they always wanted me to marry
an Igbo man. Also he is a photographer and although he has a thriving business
my parents are conservative and don’t think that photography is a proper job.
To top it off he is sporting a head full of dreadlocks and an earring in his
left hair, a pure example of the ‘artsy’ type which my mother hates
My heart longs for and wants to be with Kunle. But my head
tells me to stay with Kelechi so as not to incur the wrath of my parents and
not break Kelechi’s heart ……he doesn’t deserve it. My parents might disown me
if I chose to break up with Kelechi and follow Kunle. Furthermore what if I
follow Kunle and then later he dumps me like a broken toy although now he
claims to love me.
Do I follow
my heart or my head? I have to make my decision now because when I go back to
Lagos next month I be trapped and will have no choice left than to marry
Kelechi.
Oh
God please help me make the right decision.
to be continued.............
( next part should be out soon)
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