Uh, y’all! Ever like someone so much that you get mad at yourself for liking them that much? That was the case with Aisha. She met Emeka on an evening where she was not expecting any special treat. She met him in the very place where she wrote off all the men that walked through the doors. When she glanced at him, she thought, “Oh, looking at him is quite nice on my eyes.” The two talked for a while after the meeting, and exchanged numbers. Aisha was transported to the magical place, called cloud 9. Aisha drove home that night praying, wishing, hoping, dreaming that by some miraculous ways, Emeka and her will end up together…forever.
When Aisha got home to her family, she was able to completely lose her mind… She screamed, jumped, yelled, and as a true Nigerian, she said, “I have seen my husband oo! I’m so excited!” Maybe the typical Western woman would have sent Emeka a text…but no, that’s a taboo for an African woman. As much as Aisha liked Emeka, she shared her feelings of her new crush to everyone, but the crush.
Two days after, no word from Emeka. Aisha talked to God about it, but wanting her future husband to pursue her, she did not initiate any conversation. A friendly café trip later, Emeka told Aisha that she was a blessing to his life. His life. Aisha was a blessing to Emeka’s life. Yes, yes… Doesn’t sound like a big deal. But as short as the text was, Aisha translated it as;
“In the few short days that I’ve known you Aisha, I’ve thought about you so much. I’m praying to God to give me the green light to ask you out to be my girlfriend. So far, you’ve been a blessing to me. I cannot wait to see how we grow strong together.” A very drastic translation, but definitely not to Aisha. Emeka was just too lazy to type all that out, and she had to help him complete his thoughts.
They talked maybe twice a week for 2 weeks, and Aisha started questioning those feelings that once set her mind and body on fire. The questioning came from Emeka seeming a little unstable, a little nonchalant, a little uninterested… Everything in little bits. Her heart sunk, she deleted the few nice texts exchanged, so as not to re-read them a thousand times and get strung up on what could have been. Maybe even, what should be. Emeka is certainly a good guy. He possesses a lot of qualities a decent, Christian, fun Aisha wants in a man… but he’s playing.
As humans, why are we so protective of our feelings? Why can’t we freely express love to those we care deeply about? Why is it always awkward in the first phases of getting to know someone? What are we protecting? Where has our vulnerability gone? How does Aisha subtly pass the message to Emeka that she wants more? Is Emeka deliberately pushing away his feelings? Why are relationships so complicated? Why? Why? Why?
Is love really this hard to find…and/ or share?
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