By Bashir Turawa
One good evening, I was in a meeting with my colleagues, disagreeing to agree. During the process of our discussions, a beautiful and exquisite damsel proclaimed ‘Salama’ to greet all of us sitting. On seeing this damsel, one of the songs of K1 de Ultimate quickly found its way into my mind. This gorgeous lady really caught my attention that I found it hard to focus on the meeting that day. When the presiding officer for the meeting sought my opinion about an issue, I was as confused as Sokoto weather. Try to experience Sokoto weather, you will know how confused I was that day. Although it had been my custom that whenever I see a pretty lady, I’ll appreciate the nature through her for a moment and forget about her after but it wasn’t so about this lady. Why was she the thief of my attention that day? Why did the thought of her override the thought I had for the meeting? Was it because of her eyes as bright as twinkle stars? Was it because of her skin glowing like the moon or her forehead calling for submissions of kisses? All these are questions begging answers. Oh! You said love at first sight? Whether love at first sight or not, all I know is that I’m short of adjectives to qualify her. I thought I was the only one dazzled by her beauty until something funny happened.
I thought I was the only one carried away by her beauty until Mr President said: Good morning to you all once again. All members should please write their names and admission number. Mr Chairman referred to 8:00pm as morning. He also substituted phone number for admission number. Then I knew I wasn’t the only one having an immediate crush on the lady.
Oh! I’ve not mentioned the name of the lady I’m talking about? Well, that day I made sure I knew her name. You want to know how? I actually raised my hand to call Mr President’s attention. He permitted me to talk and I said “Mr President sir, in the process of our discussion, some members came in and it’s necessary for them to introduce themselves”. Mr President asked them to introduce themselves. It was a boy that stood up first. He said “Good day to you all, my name is Remilekun….”. Saying to myself, I was like “abeg sit down make better pikin introduce herself”. I was bored by the introduction made by those before her that day. The time they used in introducing themselves, though short but to me was as long as journey from Sokoto to Ilorin.
At last, she stood up with a smile on her face. Her voice was as melodious as that of a parrot. She said “good evening everyone, my name is Rodia…” Although, she was timid while introducing herself but who cares? All I wanted to know was her name and I did. Mission accomplished.
Till the end of the meeting, my eyes were over tasked by taking some unsuspecting looks at Rodia. After the meeting, I decided not to make her have any idea of me having interest in her. You know na, bobo must pretend na but you should know that the name one will give to one’s child will remain inside one.
To be continued…
