My Misery Episode 1

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My name is Farida. I am 22 yrs of age. All my life I have never had a boyfriend…and I never intended to. “At least not for now,” that’s what I said to myself few years back. And because of this I have turned down countless guys.I have a female friend by name Amina. We are very close friends and although she is kind of the direct opposite of me yet we manage to get along fine.
According to Amina, Keeping male friends is her hobby. Amina and I learned tailoring in the same place. Thats where we first met. After our freedom we both gathered money and rented a shop and there we became our own boss.
It all started on my way to shop One morning. This guy suddenly walked up to me.”Excuse me!” he said. I turned without uttering a word. I was prepared for him should he be One of those guys who come for the usual:
THE WAY U WALK ATTRACTS ME, I NEVER BELIEVE IN LOVE AT FIRST SIGHT UNTIL I MET YOU, And all those Bagdadash! But to my utter dismay, he didn’t say any of such.
”Pls do me this favour,” he started.”my trouser got turned by the side the moment I alighted from the bus..” he continued.”I just want to walk by your side so u cover up for me so that too many eyes don’t get to see it. Plz,” he added and paused. I thought it was funny and I laughed.
He later joined me after much effort to sound serious. Lol… I didn’t say no. I walked by his side and covered up for him. Kind of funny and crazy though.
We were silent for a while as we walked. I wanted to tell him to follow me to my shop so I could patch his trouser for him but I didn’t want him to think I was already liking him so I dropped the idea.I didn’t quite feel comfortable walking with him. For all I knew, it might be one of guys’ new prank to get a lady fall for them. I was waiting for him to say some nasty words so I could put him away instantly. But he didn’t. He respected him self. And all the while he kept thanking me until we departed.
Never met a guy like that before. I tried to convince my self that I don’t like him. I tried in vain.
When he thanked me and bidded me Goodbye, I didn’t respond. I was furious. I wondered what kind of a guy was that. He didn’t even bother to ask for my number.
”Well, even if he had asked I wouldn’t have given him anyway,” I assured myself.’ But he should have at least asked,’ I said to myself. I wish he did. I really wished.
To be continued

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