By Njodzeka Danhatu
Mindful of decree number 001 of September 6, 2020, which got me committed only to one girl, mindful of the fact I hold so dear to that pledge, mindful of the fact that I am human and have feelings too, mindful of the fact I have eyes, here is how I fell in love that never was.
The day was a Thursday in June 2021. It was a sweating day at work. My internet boss had dispatched me to the seaside resort town of friendship. Everything there is friendly to me. Going to Limbe and not savouring the breeze from the Atlantic Ocean is an injustice to me.
My day was occupied at Mile 2. Before evening, I was done. It was time to visit the downbeach. I boarded a taxi to the location.
I have been there several times but that day, it was different based on what I saw.
The water pressure was high but the temptation metres away from me was higher. Well-positioned on a touristic bench just beside the seashores, she was super gorgeous. Her natural endowment couldn’t go unnoticed by the male creatures at the beach.
“She must be waiting for somebody,” I thought to myself. After hours of admiration, I decided to approach. My courage to say “Hi” was blessed by Effasamoto.
About an inch away from her, I hesitated. I was wondering why such a wonderful creation of God could be sitting and doing alone at the beach.
Her dress, her face, her shape, her size, her lips, her height. In fact, everything about her couldn’t be described in words. God is really a wonderful sculptor, I must confess.
How will I start a discussion with this damsel without being disgraced? Her stunning beauty could command every cent from a man’s wallet.
After giving such a thought, I finally relieved the heavy burden of starting a discussion with a girl I qualified a lady.
“Hello pretty” I greeted. I was physically strong but shaking inside as I did not know how she was going to react. Some girls like to intimidate guys too much.
“Hello” she responded and I heaved a sigh of relief.
“Would you mind I sit by your side for some minutes?” I asked still been whitewashed by her commanding presence but she was cool.
I wanted to tell her straight why I came to her but I remembered I haven’t introduced myself.
“I am Dan” I identified.
“I am Melissa” she replied.
“Wow, what a beautiful name!”
“Yeah, your name is as awesome as you. You are the true definition and an epitome of beauty” I flattered and realized that she had started blushing.
Knowing that she was now comfortable talking with me, I inquired. “what will a beautiful-fine-looking lady be doing alone at the shore?” I asked her.
She said nothing, and now I was beginning to be scared.
However, I asked her to have a drink with me. Melissa accepted. My pride walking along the riverbeds with her to a drinking spot could be compared but to that of Bayangi person with an iPhone.
It was amazing seeing the water waves running far away from inside the sea and desiccating on our feet at the shore.
We chatted about the breeze emanating from the ocean and how romantic it was to enjoy the evening there.
All eyes were on us. The power I felt in me that very moment was like that of Germany when she colonised Bimbia and Big Batanga in 1884. It was like I had fought and killed Goliath.
After about 8 minutes of walking, we settled at a drinking spot where the ocean view was visibly amazing.
“What do you care for?” Asked the bartender.
I requested Top Grenadine and she demanded Bitter lemon. We ordered some seafood and it was immediately served.
“Where are you from?” Melissa asked me.
“I am from Buea. So tell me where you came from”
She was from Limbe. When she talked, her lips were voicing out letters clearly like a typewriter.
After some moments of sweet talks, she told me that she came to relax at the beach.
“Hope all is okay?” I tried to be caring.
In order to play my cards well, I asked why she was not there with her boyfriend. She openly told me that she was single. Then I knew I could whistle for the match to start.
Courting a lady like her, I couldn’t figure out that time was my enemy of progress. It was walking too fast meanwhile I had a lot to discuss before it was nightfall.
Before I realized it was 6.00 pm meanwhile I was to go back to Buea. I settled my bill and she paid for hers also and I was surprised. It was like USA in Cameroon.
It was time to say bye-bye. We exchanged contacts.
Like how they do in movies, we looked deep into the eyes of each other.
She had closed her eyes and was advancing slowly with the mouth for a kiss. Despite bearing in mind my commitments to my girlfriend, Melissa’s temptation was too much.
I stood like a stumbling block waiting for her lips to meet mine. I had positioned my lips too. She was an inch from kissing when I heard a deafening sound at my door.
My neighbour was knocking on my door non-stop.
“Danny, Danny, aren’t you going to work, hope you are not sleeping at this time” that is how I got up from the dream.
It was already 9:00 am on Friday. I jumped up from bed just to realise that the Melissa thing was “The love that never was”.