Must Read: Love Diary

7 years ago

Must Read: Love Diary

The next day, I drove my Bentley to Banana Island. I drove past theModupe Alakija Crescent and soon I was cruising through the 1st Avenue. Situated in Ikoyi, the island is known for its wealthy, multi-cultural community and has some of the most expensive real estate in Nigeria. This beautiful island has become the preferred abode of the rich. A first time visitor is greeted by the sight of well la!d lawns, beautiful towers and well paved roads.

Beautiful trees were planted in canopy form to serve as umbrella and supply fresh air.

Surprisingly it’s an artificial Island.

Lagos state government has been sand-filling these parts of the ocean. Bar beaches in Lagos are no longer what they used to be. You know what I think? Just because some people have loads of money doesn’t mean they should fill the ocean with sand and build houses on it.
I see it as a dare on nature. Na demsabi.

Soon, I have reached the 2nd Avenue.

I approached the cozy restaurant and parked my car in the VIP section. It was 7pm. I entered, sat down and waited. Samantha came ten minutes later. All eyes were on her. When she sat down, we ordered red wine and fried chicken. She doesn’t want to eat food and me too. We entered into a lovely conversation.
She is 26 and she resides in Pretoria. Her first name is Busisiwe which means blessed. Soon she was telling me all about her life. As she was talking about her family, her carefully crafted exterior began to crack. Suddenly she began to cry.

I was surprised. I brought my white Versace handkerchief.

“Take this.”

“Thank you,” she said as she collected it and wiped away her tears.

Now to the one million dollar question.

“What is it my dear?”

She kept quiet. I felt I am prying into something that doesn’t concern me. I don’t want her to think that I am poking too much into her personal life.

“My apologies dear. Sorry for asking the question.”

“No nono,” she said as she made a motion with her hands.

I nodded but kept quiet.

“Actually, it wasn’t work that brought me here,” she said.

Omo see confession. Now I have to thread carefully.