Her charisma is such an audacious concept decorated by nature, sagacity that would made Queen Elizabeth blush. Except the lexicologists invent other new words , I can't find any suitable word to describe her beauty. I am a young man who had a bad conception of being romantic coz I always thought it as exhibition of weakling. But then , I was made to realize that it's just a misconception. Chika is such a beautiful girl whose beauty gains a leisure time talk. The more I try to resist the urge to admire her, the more I find myself giggling at every little gesture she motions to her applicants. Why am I falling for this girl? I questioned myself. Moreover, many guys would go extra miles or even practically worshipping her footprint, if that's what it takes for them to prove their love. I don't have such oracular certitude like other guys with even better swag and better sense of dressing. I was just a secret admirer. Even if we are walking on the same, I would be so uncomfortable that I'll take to my hills as though the conscience of her beauty is after me. But when I got home I would blame myself for not being courageous enough to look her right inside her eyes and tell her what I feel for her. I could remember my grandfather saying and I quote "it takes a brave heart to win a beautiful woman" that left me wondering if I was a coward or NOT brave. But something happened, I always find her looking at me, in any unconscious reciprocation of such glance, she'll shyly look away. I was like, "am sure it was just a coincidence" how can she trip for me while guys must be disturbing her. On this very day at "MRS" I went to get fuel and she also came for the same purpose. Our eyes caught up and she gave me a smile that would have left me spent all my money unknowingly. She called Emeka! Emeka!! Motioning to my direction. I pretended as though I was engrossed with something. She, noticing how I snubbed her and people looking at her as if she wore the back of her clothes, she drew nearer to me with the anxiety look on her face. You eh! She said. I looked at her with the guilt of a rat caught in a chocolate tin. Are you talking to me ? I queried of course. she replied. Are you not Emeka? She asked . I was even surprised that she knew my name. Yes I am I hurriedly answered with the fear of her getting bored with me. I asked her if she knew me, she said yes and described almost everything about me. I felt such relevance as you would feel when that cutie calls you by your name #winks.
I thank God for today she said out of excitement. Why? I asked her and she said at least I have u now as my friend. Hmmmm, I couldn't believe my ear. What of those your boyfriends I asked. Please ooo! She said.. I don't have any. I stood back and gaze at her, at least to express my disbelief. That was when she told me that she don't know why guys were scared of approaching her and other stories she told me that made me believed that she had relished for such a moment like that. I was so happy that I was even greeting and waving at even my enemies like say I won a Presidential election.
Moral lesson
Beautiful girls has lesser approaches from guys while the ugly and the average looking girls are the most disturbed by guys because everyone thinks that every beautiful girl is into many guys, but the truth is that they are only dating their ego and pride.
Disclaimer! This is true life story but the names here are frictional which I only intended for illustrations purposes. I won't be answerable to any resemblance of such events and names.
