THAT BEAUTIFUL SLENDER LADY

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6:00 am, the alarm came on buzzing right into my dreams and distrupting every other sound I was hearing in my dream world! Within seconds, the phone vibration startled me up. I hadn’t had such a nice sleep in a long time but if I could sleep any further I’d be late for work. Not that I wasn’t supposed to have enough time but being an inter-state worker, I needed to make sure I catch the bus on time to be able to beat traffic espcially on that lengendary Niger Bridge. Oh, that scary bridge that gets scarier by the day! You wouldn’t imagine the vibration that occurs on that bridge when heavy vehichles pull through! A bridge of over 50 years, isn’t it long overdue for rehabilation? I heard a second one is under construction and we hope and pray it isn’t another political scam. But you could imagine spending an hour or more in a jam on that bridge! We will never sing “Niger Bridge is falling down…”, it will be a disaster, we will never experience it!
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Minutes later I was already working on my laptop, had a carry over of an article I needed to publish on my blog and I know I wouldn’t have time to do that in the office. The tick of the clock seemed to have been my biggest opposition, I helped myself by saving the manuscript on the cloud to fizzle out time in the office and complete it and I headed for the bathroom.
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I will spare you the long story or do you need a narration of how I took my bath? I am sure it will bore you! Sometimes I spend time in the bathroom especially when it is very cold, I would scoop water with the bath-cup and count one, two and three in an attempt to develop enough morale to accept the cold pouring but I’d give up to repeat the process until I finally get to pour the water on myself! Once it gets poured, the rest is enjoyment for me. Am I alone on this?
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Fast forward…
We were headed to Upper Iweka when a young beautiful slender lady waved at the bus. She was dressed in a suit-trouser and stripped shirt and she had a bluetooth earphone fixed in her ear! It was attraction at first sight! I love it when ladies dress smart and you know what it is like when a beautiful, gracefully slim lady dresses in that outfit that has your fancy. When she entered the bus, her eyes caught up with mine but I pretended I didn’t notice her, I didn’t want to hurt my ego! I wanted to be that mean guy that isn’t moved by beauty. There was space behind me but she sat on the seat before mine. I thought that settled it.
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When the bus conductor started making collections, I handed him a two hundred naira note and he asked “where you dey go?”
“I am headed for Asaba park… Abeg, arrange my change quick quick” I responded in a coinage of pidgin and and British English and the beautiful girl whom I had forgotten was in the bus turned to stare at me. At first I was worried why she starred at me like that, being a highly introverted person I couldn’t spark up any discussion… I don’t usually do that anyway. She gave me a second stare and this time had beaming smiles on her face! If I don’t tell you those smiles pricked my heart, you’d be sure am aren’t being truthful. And then she let it out saying “Are you stopping at Asaba park?”
“Sure!” I responded trying to adjust my voice sound as sweet as hers. I was sure the humour it caused made her a bit relaxed.
She continued “I don’t know the place, have not been there before and that is where I am going too.”
“That’s not a problem” I smiled “I am stopping there.” That was the end of it, she faced her front and we didn’t talk again.
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We got to Asaba park and the bus stopped. Getting down the bus I had this feeling to wait for her so she gets down too, I saw it as courtesy but because I didn’t want to get myself caught up in a web of someone’s wrong assumptions I decided to walk down to the park, I was running late for work already. I had walked few steps when I heard some calling for an attention behind me. I wasn’t sure it was my attention she was seeking but because I had been expectant I decided to look and it was this same ebony beauty beckoning on me to wait for her.
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Don’t give me that look! There was a chemistry going on, yes… It is normal, isn’t it? When she got close, slapping off the hands of touts on the road trying to have a feeling of her skin she said to me in a near whisper “Please, I am headed to Lagos, I have never been here before, I have never been to Lagos before and my sister told me to get to GIGM Asaba and get a bus ticket… Here is a bit scary and I don’t know where to start from.”
I smiled, that was a big opportunity to start off something! Such a beauty would catch anyone’s fancy anyway. “Let’s get there together… I am headed for Asaba actually.” I replied her, helped her with some of her stuffs as we walked down a bus en route Asaba.
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Now we were sitting together in the bus, we were discussing. She wanted to know what each junction was called, she wanted to know where Relief Market, Electronics, Uga Junction, Head Bridge and even textile market is located. That really got us busy and the slow traffic gave us a little bit more time to talk. When the conductor started making collections, I was tempted to foot her own bill! Hey! Don’t look at me that way, it has nothing to do with her being beautiful anyway, it was just me and my generous habit, anyone close to me knows that! I didn’t foot the bill though, I didn’t want her to feel uneasy or even feel I had any interest. Yes, we had talked at length, said some funny things and laughed! She had even held my hand to say something… My hand? At first sight! Oh yes, I was suprised when it happened. It seemed like we had known from ages and we even talked about our careers especially on my own part as an inter-state worker.
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I decided to take advantage of the moment. She likes me, I knew that, it was obvious and we would successfully spark up something. I recommended another Transport Company that would attend to her faster and she responded “Yes, my sister also made mention of that too as a good alternative.” We talked about how long she’d stay before getting to Lagos, we talked about the first experiences of Lagos visitors and I deliberately decided to create a memory that wouldn’t fade with speed! I ensured she got to the park, helped her out with few things even though I was very late for work. When I was done with her, I watched her walk away with smiles and a little bit disappointed looks! I didn’t ask for her name, I didn’t ask her for her mobile number, I was deliberate to create a memory, I was deliberate to change the narrative and get her tell the story of a stranger who treated her with care at first sight, who inspite of mutual chemistry going on decided not to attach a string to a supposed display of care. I have done this on several occassions, to different ladies and gentlemen… I love to leave a kind of presence in everyone I come across.
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We don’t get to see only beautiful slender people everyday, we don’t get to see people with whom there is a mutual spark everyday but we get to see people on daily basis, some appear tall, short, fat, skinny and so on! One way or another they need our attention and assistance! The world will be a lot better if we render these assistance sincerely and still not attach benefits to it. We can only do this deliberately, I know there was a spark but it wasn’t what I needed in my life at that moment. I know I am single still but it doesn’t mean I’d get to date every beautiful girl around me. The spark would still have happened if I was already married but it took certain degree of control not to establish a connection at all even when there was enough room for it.
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In this little way, watching her leave with smiles on her face, I know I left a footprint and at least for the next 24hours and as long as the memory of her first visit to Upper Iweka, Asaba and Lagos remains intact, I will live in her memories forever. At least, when people say the first time they got to Upper Iweka, they had displeasing experiences she would say her case was different, she would say everyone aren’t the same and there are still very good people in every corner. I gave a story, I gave her a memory… I would say she gave me one too and that is what you just read! If something more than that is supposed to happen with anyone, destiny will always bring them back!
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Who met an ebony slender lady today? It may be her!
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I am George O.N
#GracefulGeorge

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