Could it Be Love Or Foolishness

Could It Be Love Or Foolishness Episode 1 Written by Charles N Okere INTRODUCTION I don't know if it was love or stupidity, but I can't just get her out of my mind. Even though she has given a million reasons to forget her, I still find myself loving and dreaming of her. Perhaps when you read my story, you will be able to tell what it was. My name is Henry and this my story. Chapter 1 My story all started during my days in junior secondary school. Mr Peter, our form teacher at that time,walked into our class with a young girl. Who obviously was a new student. After the usually salutation, he asked us to sit down. He introduced her as a new member of our class and instructed us to treat her nicely. Because then my class was classified as a terrorist class. It was like every notorious, dangerous and evil sets of individuals were intentionally package and dumped in that class. Am not certain if I fall under these categories, neither can I explain how my name entered the list of those choosen to be in that class. Am not bad, I don't talk much. But I do whatever my mind commanded me to do. He said, her name was Esther Nwadike and showed her a seat which was next me. She innocently sat down on it and greeted me with the most beautiful smile on her face. I don't know what happened, but I found myself smiling and blushing like Tom, in the Tom and Jerry cartoon. I can't deny she was the most beautiful girl I have ever seen. I can boldly say, she was the most beautiful girl in school then. After the introduction, Mr Peter walked out of the class. All eyes were on us, like we were newly wedded couple. During lunch break, she bought two gala sausage roll and two zobo (locally made drink). She handed one of the gala sausage roll and the zobo to me for my lunch. I was breathless, it was like my stomach was rumbling, not because I was hungry or excited. But I can't just say what was wrong with me. I was just blushing and shining my 32,like tom and Jerry, on sighting a female cat or mouse. I see love emojis popping out of my chest and head like micky mouse. All kinds of 1980's and 1990's love songs were playing in my head. She unwrapped the gala and took a bite from it. She did same thing with the zobo and took a sipped. Properly she thought I was scared of eating what she bought for me. Because I was wasting time to unwrap the gala and open the zobo. So she did that to proof to me that what she bought wasn't bewitched. Oh if only she can see the things I am visualising in my head. The kind of future I was creating for the both of us ehhh, she would've given me a big hug. I thought to myself. So I ate the gala and drank the zobo with my face on the ground. It was like she read my mind, when she held my arms with her soft hands and said, please don't be shy whenever I am around you,it makes me feel bad. Please be free with me, I don't bite. She continued the kind gesture for years, without getting tired. Those in the same class with us nicknamed us "twin lovers" All of a sudden, I started noticing some funny attitudes from her and that was during our final paper in our ssce/waec exams. She started avoiding me, like one with an ugly disease. It was after some weeks I learnt she was going out with a rich guy in her neighborhood. When I asked her, why she broke up with me for a rich guy. She told we were never in any relationship. We were just close friends. She never expected me to see that as been in a relationship with her. Beside what do i have to offer her? After all she had been one buying my lunch why I shamelessly sit down and eat what a girl of my age bought for me. She traveled with the rich guy to Dubai few months later. I was heartbroken, I became a shadow of myself. But gradually I forgot everything about her. Few years later, when I was in my final in the university. I got a call from an unknown number that wasn't in my phone contact. When I picked it up, the voice i heard was that of Esther. She begged me not to hang up, that she was so sorry for leaving me for a rich guy. That she was talking to me from a hospital bed and she wants to seeks for my forgiveness before she dies. She gave me the address to the hospital. When I got there, I saw my dearest Esther lying down like a vegetable on the bed. My heart was filled with compassion for her. The memories of what we shared in the past, flowed like a river in my head. When I asked her what happened, she said, her kidneys were dead and she is looking for a donor. That jack, her lover abandoned her here and went back to Texas USA. Where they relocated to about a year ago. She told me, how her family and loved ones also deserted her. She then held my hand and begged me not to leave her. That I should stay with her until the hour of her death. "I know, am not worthy to be called your friend, but all I want is you by my side. Since I have no one in the world to share his or her kidney with me. Let me just die, my case is a one of a hopeless situation. She said this and burst into tears. I felt so sorry after listening to her story, I even cried with her, while consoling her. I assured her she will not die and I will be her donor for the kidney transplant. She was overwhelmed with joy, as she wouldn't stop thanking me. The doctor fixed a date for the transplant. I woke up, 48hrs after the transplant and was told Esther had traveled back to Texas USA. I was given a note which she dropped before she left. As I read the content of the letter, tears flows like a river down to my cheek. She played with my emotions. She wasn't the one that needed a kidney, it was jack her lover. She played that stunt because she knew I would fall for it. Everything she said we're all lies and I must confess she's a good actress. She played the role really well. I willingly gave my kidney to a total stranger, thinking I was giving it to my childhood love. I found a bank cheque of 5 million naira, with my name on it. I took a deep breath, I still can't believe Esther was capable of doing such thing. I vowed to take my revenge and never to show them mercy. To be continue..... © Charles N Okere