DALLIANCE

Well, I'll have to break the promise. After all, I don't give the vows simply because I believe they're unnecessary ties, chains and all time reminders. That may be the explanation why my grandma will outlive her desire to see a grandchild from me.

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It was the first weekend in college. A tour around the new home was suggested by Jiggy, our enlightened lady and high school mate. Her record was outstanding not only in papers, adventure but also in crooked antics. How she mobilised a bunch of twenty strangers is still incomprehensible. Perhaps, we were still naive and curious to know,ready to follow anyone who proved to lead. 

The first three days after admission were long. Settling down and knowing roommates was the much that could be done. The idea of an outing wasn't a chance to gamble with, but and opportunity to seize. Then the fun of it was the diversity. All areas were fully represented be it national schools, bush mannerisms, brown skin, shaven heads,Tom boys, curvaceous bodies,slender...

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Mingling. How do you start a conversation with a straight A lady with the Queen's speech finesse? We struggled. We made acquaintances. We exchanged contacts( I had to orally administer mine and write the given, thanks to my C113's battery).

Jiggy was a strategist. She had promised us that were to explore and declare territories of interest as soon as we left the college gate. That was a special piece of advice for David,Foul and I,Jim. She cared for her buddies and since she'd already secured herself a third year, she wanted us busy elsewhere. She wasn't ready for whines and envious chats.

Dalliance- struck my attention from her name,looks,humour and height. I knew that the joke made by auntie was on its launch;get us a pretty one alongside your bachelor's paper,otherwise, don't come home.

I had no hard time engaging her. She was open,brilliant and well read. Maybe that was my deepest abyss, half the time we spent was comparing Portia and Juliet, discussing the cruelty of Shylock, all the Shakespearean world of love. She shared her secret desire, writing. I promised(hell I was only a good dummy) to show her my A4 sized book of poetic ventures. I thought it a good long shot for maintaining contact, it was.

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Foul and David had their shares. Bold than the devil, Foul made an impact, amongst all the ladies( girls). I was particularly concerned over the way he grinned to us, Dalliance and Jim. What assured my soul was the pre-tour agreement, once a sphere of interest has been declared, respect the boundaries.

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Dalliance and I became the best. Best friends. Her rich collection of street novels ensured that I had a great deal, reading. And that ensured that I had no idea what was going on. Her birthday was approaching, so was my conviction,time to drop the bombshell. We planned the bash. Jiggy saw to it that nothing but the best was available.

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Gifts. Speeches. Surprises. Fun. The event was at its optimal when the birthday 'rose' rose to make the final remarks. She thanked all. Spent a minute reminiscing how Jiggy's idea brought us together. Her first real friend, book enthusiast and confidant,Jim. She gave me a special place in her soul and asked me to rise, gave a warm hug and an elongated peck slightly beside my cheek. I was about to say how honoured I was to have her and how ready I was to take it to the next level when, she pulled a surprise,sat me down politely...

" Ladies and gentlemen, I don't intend to end the speech without introducing my spinal cord controller,darling and the bearer of the smelliest name,

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Mr. Foul...."

I missed the rest of the words, self called and left the room to pick my sorry sorrow.

I promised to never share the experience. I don't mind keeping the promise,just as my friendship with Dalliance and Foul.

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