Happy Birthday 'C'

His Story: HAPPY BIRTHDAY C

Last year, we marked your birthday from a distance….we were far apart, nursing our bond with no precise direction yet we stuck to the computer chatting like we were talking in flesh & blood….this era is one that I think about sometimes and I know we are magic for real.

I don’t do Zodiacs, but I know you’re an Aquarian, and like the book says – you possess strong and attractive personalities…..True, I say….very true.

It’s funny how time fly’s…I remember how I sat amused in front of my computer at the office chatting with you on your last birthday. You asked me if I knew your age and I said “No”….you asked me to guess but I couldn’t give the right answer…..you know why? Cos I was careless about your age….. I was more concerned about your beautiful heart and the bright light you spark on my face each time I heard your voice.

February 7 has automatically become my second birthday and like other special things or activities in my life, I will always make it remarkable for us.

I believe a few words can pull down a mountain, the same way a lot of words might not even shake a feather…..what am I saying…? - I think a birthday should come with a lot of gifts and loads of goodies and trust me, we’re not about to come short of that….but first – I need you to know that if you don’t get a brand new car today, then know that I gat my eyes on the newer model which will be launched next year…..lol

I pray the Almighty to bless you and sustain you from glory to glory…... people will celebrate you because you have a beautiful heart and your humility is parallel to none,

I am truly inspired to write today but it’s also one of those days when my words supply does not match up to the demands of my heart.

C baby…..this is ‘His Story’ today….and it says.…Happy Birthday and many returns ahead……


Hip! Hip!! Hip!!!........

Hurray!

'His' Story: Happy Anniversary 'C'

I have been astonished that men could die martyrs for their religion

I have shuddered at it. I shudder no more.

I could be martyred for my religion. Love is my religion and I could die for that.

I could die for you.

- John Keats

Everybody was smiling and giggling among each other when I entered the hall and I didn’t have a problem with that….my problem was the fact that all heads and eyes were facing my direction. I gradually looked down, wishing my nut wasn’t popping out in public but at the end of my quick scan, not even my zip was damaged. I looked back to see if the victim was standing behind me but – nada! I quickly found courage to probe and I screamed “How on earth did y’all get high at the same time...why are y’all smiling and giggling...am I lost or what did I do wrong please?”……………….Riiiiiiiiiiinnnnnnnnggggggg!!!!!!!! (Alarm 5:30am)

Wow! It was just a dream.

“I can’t be late for work today” I murmured to myself and still wishing I wasn’t working today as well…. Not cos I'm lazy but seriously, I’ve never been a fan of Mondays let alone resuming on a Monday, after three weeks away from that routine. As usual, I reached for my phone, silenced all alerts and turned on the BIS connection in anticipation of all the messages from Facebook, BBM, Twitter and text messages that would have been stuck in traffic. Another of my morning ritual is saying “Good morning” to ‘Her’ and then to my ‘Twitfam’. Little did I know that one of the many messages that came in this morning was from ‘Her’….and it read - “Happy anniversary and thanks for loving me!” …….attached also was the note you see before this one.

There and then, the drama that ensued in my dream flashed back at me and a smile slashed through my lips……the BBM also hit me again reaffirming that I’m terrible with dates and anniversaries. My grind and hustle for survival had not given me a chance to embrace details of such…. I actually forgot my birthday in one of ‘em years…. I only remembered after I got a text on my phone wishing me a happy birthday….it was that bad but then again, when it’s between “I and I”, I endeavor not to dwell on self regret or pity….that was between “I and I” after all. Thoughts of the BBM followed me all the way to work….and I had replied “….I'll just write…cos this space is limited to my heart flow…I'll just write…cos I’ve been looking forward to it”.

Flash back: That fateful afternoon, as the thought came and said “hol’ a sec’, if this chic is a correct babe, she should be on FB na….or is this not the site for the trendy?”…. As I typed in ‘Her’ full name and punched the enter key, ‘Her’ picture was first on the list…. And there went the friend request that turned out to become one of the most life changing actions I had taken in recent time.

I am not good at painting pictures with words and no amount of space can contain the number of colours that I'll need to express how I feel today. It’s actually beyond the way I feel, it’s about why and what has brought me to this spot of bliss. It’s about 365 days of happiness in the ocean of love, actualization and fulfillment.

It’s about how long nights on the phone and technology became flesh and blood…about how individual wishes and anticipations have become collaborated plans and aspirations. Some have been achieved while others are in the pipeline, like my office management would say to us (the staff). Above all, it’s a ‘We and We’ situation.

Back then, I use to like her “Ringtone” (by Naeto C) but when she got back and hugged me….It became a “Comforter’s Song” (by Asa and Jeremiah Gyang)….today, she’s like a melody in my head and she keeps playing back to back like an iPod stuck on “Replay” (by Iyaz).

Dear reader, I can go on and on but I’ll rather stay on track than lead you off this track.

“Dear ‘C’, I just wanna tell you that I love you….words cannot express the gravity of what I feel for you. It’s been a short ride I'll say, but driving with you has been PRICELESS…..I’m not sorry for the sad days we’ve had so far cos I couldn’t have hurt you in my right senses but I'll just apologize on behalf of ‘Fate’ – who let stuffs happen without seeking our consent. I thank God for Love - an assumed abstraction for many…. but I believe it’s a ‘Life’. I have seen it, I have touched it…..I have been living it for 365 days running…..and I wish to keep living it with you….cos if love was a pair of shoes, you gat to be my right foot and that’s why we can’t be wrong in this sojourn of ours.”

Well, I don’t have a degree in dream interpretation but I think the people in my dream were congratulating me for having the best woman in the world.

I could keep writing but this space is limited to contain my heart flow.

Happy Anniversary ‘C’

Her Story : Happy Anniversary 'J'

It was the life I chose...there was so much to achieve. Too many plans in the pipeline,a seeming end that will justify the means. Until then,I was willing to wait and pay the price of living in the big city. The city I once called home.

I lived everyday to fulfill the same routine. Those journeys to work...I never looked forward to stepping out that door. The door of my lonely abode. The roads were deserted and the streets were so cold. I walked on it everyday...8 minutes to and from this road. I hated it...sometimes it was so lonely,other days I was scared. Those early mornings were always mean to me, I was constantly greeted by harshness of the weather...an inherent reminder that my days were numbered in that place but I must hold on...hold on until Its the right time!

...Then our paths crossed and everything suddenly changed. I remember that day,not to so long ago. Time told a different story and love had a new meaning...my life took a new course. . I was happy to walk the roads towards the new song I've found. That 8 minutes walk now seemed so pleasant. You walked with me and I smiled all the way through. Your presence overshadowed my fears and even my dreams became reiterated.

I was no longer alone. I fell in love with the mornings cos I knew it brought me closer to the days I'd be in your arms. I loved the nights even more because I was certain your voice will put me to bed and my many fantasies will take me into paradise with you. I had it all and that was the greatest achievement for me. I could no longer let anything stand in the way. It was the right time...Finally!

Your love has made me undaunted and coming back home to you was a blessing.
You became my all and with you, I was fearless. I've never known such companionship,never felt such a force. You complete me J and I'm still so in love with you!You've always held my hand and I want to say 'Thank You'!...Thank You for loving me and Thank you for making the last one year of my life the most meaningful!

Happy Anniversary J!!!

Her Story:My Arrival

He walked towards the car with a smile on his face. My eyes stayed glued to him as he said hello to the girls one after the other. I introduced them and tried to walk away from him but he caught up with me before I could get very far. I told him that I refuse to get the last hug and he grabbed me from behind. I knew he was saving the best for last but I needed an excuse to turn around so he wouldn't see that I was really shy. Thankfully,I had my sunglasses on so it wasn't so bad when he got me to turn around. We stayed locked in a warm embrace for about a minute or so. He was happy,I could tell. I made it to his event and finally the wait was over. We were no longer separated by distance,consular issues and even the fear of what the physical had in store. I was back home to my baby and back home for good.

He had to run back to work cos he had a busy evening ahead. I was tired from all the flying and I was hungry,but I was too excited to care. All I could think of was him and what was running through his head. I looked forward to seeing him again at the event but it even felt better when he invited me to come to his hotel room so he could sort out his clothes and we could steal a private moment. We couldn't get our hands off each other. I didn't want that moment to end but his incessant phone calls were constantly in the way and he just had to run. I felt a lot better after he left. That was all the food and sleep I needed. I was happy and even happier that I would see him at the event that was now only a few hours away.

The event was more glamorous than I ever imagined. I had on a blue silk dress with splashes of yellow and grey. It felt really comfortable and I was glad I finally settled for it after the mad search for something decent in several stores. He got his brother to bring me to the back office were he was working. He practically flew up his chair when he saw me and he proudly introduced me as his wife to his colleagues. We had a laugh and I went into the hall with my friends. It was a night of fun but I couldn't help thinking about my baby who was tired from all the work and didn't even have the time to enjoy the event he had worked so hard to plan. Towards the end of the event,he eventually managed to sneak out and freshen up for the after party. We picked him up and finally,i had him to myself. Well,almost to myself. We held hands,we drank,we danced and just enjoyed the rest of the night.

We spent the better part of the next day together but he had to leave cos he had a flight to catch. We planned yet another weekend together and this time it was a more intimate scenario with just the two of us. We ordered drinks and couldn't even wait to get a sip before we reached for each other. It was a night to remember as I just surrendered to his every want and the craving in his eyes. I trembled at his every touch and my body welcomed his thrusts,his warmth,his love...I've never felt so much passion as I have in the last few months of my life and loving J is indeed a beautiful experience that I'm ever so glad to share.We are still at it and trying our very best not to rock the boat. We are still loving and living this wonderful moment. We are still hoping for the very best in our lives and we are still praying for only pleasant moments in this story of our love lives.

His Words - THE ONE

Deep in the forest of my heart I wonder

Beneath the oceans of my imagination I search

Lost in thoughts I ponder

High on the mountains I perch

I ask, I probe, I appeal, I demand, I beg, I request – I search

In need of that unique ONE

With hope I search

With faith I'll own that unique ONE alone

Near - I perceive, close – I sense

Nearer – I can see, closer – I can feel

My search approach far from the forest beneath the oceans of my imaginations

High from the mountain enclosed in the bosom of my heart

That unique ONE

Dear God, my search I hope I’ve found for a ‘Plan B’ is the perception of possible failure

My ONE could be ‘YOU’ but only if ‘YOU’ say – YES.

His Story: TODAY

It took five long months - apart from the first 2 months of prior reconnection to establish what today has eventually become.

“Like play, like play” an ordinary friend request to an old classmate on Facebook eventually turned out to become the best thing that has happened to me. Not like we were much of buddies but I still remember that face and name each time somebody mentions it.

At first it was a technological affair. The internet was the environment; the telephone was the voice, the mailbox was the archive while the webcam played the visuals. Then later came the world famous Blackberry, which became the beck and call of that moment. It was all fun yet cannot be compared to what today is.

Though we had different plans and wishes for our first time but it turned out a different story, yet the feeling remained constant.

The first plan was LOS but it turned out to be ABJ. The first meeting venue was behind closed doors but it turned out to be outside a hotel (Transcorp Hilton). I'll rather not pen how I felt at that first point of meeting cos words cannot relay the message as perfect as it felt. As I watched her alight from the cab, I managed to conceal my excitement cos hey – we were supposed to be surrounded by top personalities; the type you can only see at Transcorp Hilton. So the best I could do was to behave coupled with the fact that I was a bit shy.

Let me spare you the details of the second meeting in ABJ……it was in my room but nothing happened. My phone was on ringing mode and the feeling was terrible. I had escaped from my duty post to pick up some stuff that I couldn’t even keep for security reasons (Na wah o….did she rob a bank just to do my wardrobe?). All the items from the shirts, jeans, tees, shoes, and pants were veritable stuffs and I’m not even joking.

After trying out a few of the stuffs, we clung to each other in bed like snakes in dire want for sex. But for us, it was beyond sex cos it didn’t have to happen in that room even though it looked right. The wow-factor was that nobody was in a hurry to eat the apple. It felt like an everyday thing and didn’t call for an emergency, even as much as we have looked forward to that moment. It was truly beyond sex……and then, I left for LOS……

The anxiety for our first time together was still on when I saw her radiant face in the cab in front of my office. She had just landed from ABJ and I was her primary point of call. It was a Friday and we could not afford to let this weekend slip off.

As the cab tore through the traffic and portholes, we stared at each other. For me I was still struggling to believe that I was with ‘Her’ in flesh and blood. I reached out to touch her at every move of the second and her Colgate smile had the better part of me. She would touch my face and hmmm…….how I loathe technology for enclosing her in that box of a webcam for so long.

I didn’t have to bother about the whole consular challenge any more; they were so long done with. And I also appreciate their role in the epistle. They played the suspense soundtrack.

After a search for a perfect love nest, we settled for the available which still turned out to be our best in the midst of zero options. We toasted to our eventual union and drank behind closed doors. With no motive of getting drunk, we paused on our limited supply of ‘shayo’ to shed off the load of passion that had engulfed our systems.

I wanted ‘Her’ and I was still careful not to pass the wrong impression. I loved her for her…..it was truly beyond sex. But at this point, I wanted her real bad for I was hungry for five months and her body was the only remedy.

We kissed like vampires resuscitating a mate and our bodies smashed against each other like sea waves against a rock. I could relate to her tits cos I had seen them at some of the technological shows…….. It was a moment of truth indeed.

As she turned around and exposed her behind…..it spelt perfect timing to proceed. Though the road was way too narrow but I managed to drive through. Each swipe was a moment of pleasure.

Right now, we may not be glued to each other physically but 24-7 our hearts are in tune like brand new guitars.

Today, I still love her like I had loved her. I don’t feel different and even before we part; I thirst for our next time together again.

So far, we have worried for people around us but God has been so merciful, nobody has worried for us. I love her and it feels much better to know that she loves me too.

We have satisfied the curiosity of our first meeting now the next hurdle is our first night as married couple. I’m looking forward to it because our arrows are not pointing elsewhere but to the altar.

But wait! What if she says ‘No’ to the supposedly golden question? Hmmmmm……..

Here’s a clarion call to all my readers – Please if you know ‘Her’ beg her not to leave me like she has promised never to. If Love was an ocean, then we have to be the deepest ocean and any attempt to stop the flow will be a suicide attempt cos we flow like we don’t see obstacles.

Today, I know she will read this and I also know she will try to report hotter than this. It doesn’t matter.

The bone of contention lies in our hearts…..our Love is our bond and if there ever be another blog called ‘Our Story’ as fly as this……it had to ran by another ‘J’ and ‘C’!