The banging at my door woke me from my sleep. I

realized the mess I have made on my bed. Jeez!!, so it

was all a dream with Cindy tormenting me this bad. I

rolled of the bed spread, got into my boxer and went to

answer the door.


7.00am, summary, I slept after talking with Precious

and had a dream with Cindy. No wonder they said most

of our dreams are made up by our day actions and

thoughts. That Sunday just like other Sundays, I didn’t

feel like going to church. I can’t remember the last time

I went to church but I think the last time was in the first

semester of my first year. Truth is that I am a staunch

catholic. In fact, it flows in my blood. My parents are

knights in the Catholic Church. I started serving at the

alter when I was 10years old. I lost the appetite for

church activities after my first year and since then I

have been worshipping God in my own way.


I did my morning drills of 150 pushups (30×5) and 150

sit ups (50×3), had my bath and breakfast of noodles.

After I devoured the noodles, I switched on my

television and sound system. Thank God for PHCN,

movie watching mode was highly activated. I resumed

with the 24hours season seven that I was seeing



Half way into the movie, I remembered the note

containing the number. I picked it from my reading

table and dialled the number. After two consecutive

rings without being answered, I dropped the phone and

resumed with the movie.


About 20minutes into the movie again, the number

started calling back. I ignored it twice before picking

on the third ring.


“Hello?” came a sweet calm feminine voice.

Immediately I heard the voice, my head ran a voice

recognition search. Match was not found.


“Hello, good morning” I greeted.


“Good morning, sorry I missed your call” she



“No problem, so who am I on with?” I asked.


“Sorry, but don’t you think I should be asking you

that” she said sounding calm and respectful.


“Nah, I don’t think so. Someone gave me a piece of

paper containing this number yesterday” I said with a matter of fact.


“Oh! My bad. Thought you would never call” she said.

“Yea I didn’t want to, but I guess my curiosity got the

best of me”


“Well, thank God you called”


“So who am I speaking with?” I asked again.


“I’m Shania” she answered and was about to say

something before I cut her off with another question.


“So Shania have we met or is something wrong?”


“About meeting, directly no, indirectly yes. But nothing

is wrong” she answered.


“I don’t understand”


“Indirectly we met at Chitis on Saturday. Maybe you

didn’t see me, but I saw you and you left an impression with me” she explained.

“Ok Shania, don’t know what to say, but I believe you

saw me with someone yesterday and that someone is

my girlfriend” I said.


I said that not because I wouldn’t want to meet with

someone with such a beautiful voice. Who wouldn’t

want to meet a girl that dropped her contact with you?

In this part of the world such acts are rare. But in as

much as I would want to meet her, a part of my mind

was telling me that it might be a set up by Cindy.


“Hmmmm!” She heaved a sigh before she continued. “I

will pretend I didn’t hear the girlfriend part. So if you

don’t mind can we meet? She asked.


“When?” I asked back.


“Today or maybe anytime of your choosing” she



“Ok let’s make it today but the venue will be my

choice” I said.


“Ok, your way then. Let me know whatever you decide” she

said laughing.


“Sure” I replied before the call ended.


I was not into any sort of frat or organization in school.

Even my town people meeting I no dey go. I hardly stay

for any class gathering. But despite that, am always

security conscious.


‘Let’s meet at 11:45 by 4pm’, I typed and sent to her.

11:45 is a popular café in school

After that, I called Cindy but got no response after two

rings. She must be in church. I sent her a Sunday

message and resumed with my movie.


I got so engrossed in the movie because the next time I

checked, it was 2pm already. Whoever directed that 24

should be given an award together with Jack. I

prepared to meet Shania. If voices determines beauty,

then I think am going to meet an Angel.


I checked myself out on my mirror and nodded in

satisfaction. I don’t dress heavily but looking simple

and classic is one of my principles. I sprayed my

‘Royal Blue’ cologne and left.


Time check 3:40, I was already on a suya joint opposite

11:45 chatting with the mallam that owns the joint who

is my friend. I switched my phone to silent mode and



Some 20minutes later, a girl alighted from a cab in front

of 11:45. “Wooow!” I exclaimed. This girl is an over

definition of beauty. Even the mallam stopped talking

for a while and stared at the girl. Cindy is very beautiful

and endowed but this girl is more beautiful and more



She pulled out her phone and dialled a number.


Immediately my phone started vibrating. I ignored the

phone for the first ring. She dialled back again and I

busied the call. She turned around and started looking

at different directions. Just as I was about to go and

meet her, one tall, huge dude alighted from his parked

Toyota Avensus and approached the girl. My heart

skipped that minute. Some guys no dey carry eyes see

fine girls whether na person wife or not. I relaxed back

to watch what was going to happen.


For like three minutes, the guy was talking but the girl

just behaved like he wasn’t even there, like he doesn’t

exist. “This babe wicked gan” I said to myself and

decided to throw the girl a life line and walked up to


Campus dilemma 2


To Be Continued…

Originally written by Sally Kenneth dadzie


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