WERE YOU?

My role at the students’ holiday camp was to be the timekeeper. My voice woke people to start the day’s activities. Yes, my voice woke her up and i could feel her sleepy-eyed smile through the wall of her room. My voice heralded the end of Bible study sessions and almost chased the lessons from her mind. I knew she waited for it, my voice accompanied with the sound of the bell.

That night before departure, as i danced and sang along with the others, i could feel her eyes on me. I could hear her smile, “Akin, aren’t you just troublesome?” I was eager to keep in touch with her beyond the present and I thought she would gladly give me her phone number. Alas, she refused, asking us to leave our fate to fate. I had no faith in that.

I was hurt. I refused to glance her way the next day. We parted without saying goodbye.

Years down the line, she gained admission into the higher institution where i was already studying. We had got talking sometime along the way and having her in the same location was just superb. I took her around, helped with her registration and made her as comfortable as i could. I cared. She was still the same, shy and funny with a thing for me.

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She sent me a message on my birthday, “i have two gifts for you”. Right after the little party i had, which she could not attend, i went down to her hall of residence. We walked. Talked. Laughed. Shared thoughts. I could see a sparkle in her eyes.

“Akin, stand still, close your eyes…”.

She kissed me. Bold. Light. Fast. She called it my first gift. I was surprised. It had not crossed my mind that she would ever give me anything more than a big bear hug. I don’t recall the second gift but… the first… an impression.

She was definitely swimming in some deep sea of emotions. I didn’t know if she totally understood those feelings herself. I was worried. My feelings were different… she had become more of a lil sister to me. I told her.

She was hurt. She refused to glance my way for a while. But she returned in the years after she understood.

I am in a relationship now. Years after.

“Akin, were you my first kiss?”

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About the Author

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Eunice is a medical doctor, writer and photographer whose love for art compliments her dedication to health and science. She is interested in communicating health related issues in the simplest, yet artistic form and generally improving health status through awareness. Eunice lives in Nigeria.

4 thoughts on “WERE YOU?

  1. Very Gripping… Had a similar experience. You’ll something play it through your mind and have a wry smile.

    Great write-up

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