Friday, 23 December 2011

The Three Wise Women and Dapo




in a neighbourhood parents will lock their wards indoors to protect their future individuality you won’t want to be home alone with your old folks, well I happen to be a victim of that scene though it was for a few couple of years but I found it hard before being inured to my condition.
I grew up with three lovely sisters (Yetty,Bolly,Deo) Yetty was my elder sister while Bolly and Deo were close family friends.  We did lot of stuff together, attended the same primary school, and interchangeably attended church, watched movies together, a lot of my childhood highlight was in the company of these three beauties. I was proud to be the lone guy amidst three lovely girls, not every guy has that chance, though they suffered me small o, but we thank God.
It was a very painful experience to witness the perfect picture fade right under my gaze, it was mainly for no other reason than because I was the guy. They all went to an all girls secondary school and I was left alone with my parents. Resumption nights at home was always a horror day for me, I’ll codedly find a secret spot to lick my tears, I was successful in hiding my true feelings about them leaving for school until now, I always gave them the I don’t care attitude just to prove how manly I am.

Just like a broken mirror it has been extremely hard to put together that once perfect picture as it has been swept away by the time phenomenon
DEOLA
YETUNDE
BOLA
I can proudly say today that a huge part of who I am was in the hand of these 3 angels and I don’t have any regrets.
Times have changed, trees have grown, professors retired, even justin bieber is dating, so have we developed. I’ve gotten to that stage I hardly see any of them. Deola is presently in her service year, Yetty and Bolly are both undergoing their masters programme in separate institutions and my lonely self is in his penultimate year in a private university.
To the three girls that made me, I unofficially say a big thank you for the moments, to Deola I’ll miss making pancakes with you, 80% on the same side during our arguments with others even though you’re not always right just giving you support to make it two-two(hope you’ll forgive me) to Bola I’ll miss your tasty meals and our unisex gists, and to my sister Yetunde I want to finish typing before this year runs out so In summary I’ll say I never wished for a better sister, you rock. And for all your buts and commas I’ll keep it for a later day.


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