First love feelings

I hark back to how I used to go to bed late. I admired her voice via mobile phone. She was like a small goddess in me. She meant a lot in my small world. It could be better I slept hungry and talk to her. When I recall those days, I find pinching my skin and having a monologue, I was a fool.

It was during December holiday that I met her. Around evening I went to Teka to fetch water. I had already filled my container and ready to leave when my eyes paid attention to her.

‘She is beautiful, ’  I told my soul. Well molded Eve generation creature. Long natural hair. White and sharp eyes. Brown skin. Dimples visibility. She was not tall nor short in height. Her dress matched with her shape.

‘Jambo,’ I greeted her. My voice was so deep and soft when I said that.

‘Excuse me, am in hurry and I don’t have time with idle village boys.’ She responded as she took her bucket full of water.

She balanced the bucket on head and vanished through one the village paths. I felt like I was day dreaming. Since I started visiting my aunt here, I’ve never seen such beauty.

I took my container and went home. It was almost late evening. My aunt started cautioning me about the current trend of insecurity in the village.

‘Don’t stay out till late, this is not the city where you walk day and night,’ my aunt said.

When we went to sleep, I told one of my cousins about the occurrences of that day. She asked me about the details of the girl who charmed my soul for few minute; I was able to do so. She is inquisitive.  After her close examination, she managed to know the person I was referring to.

‘She is the iron girl here, no man jokes with her,’ she uttered.

I believed my cousin, she always told me whatever I want I will get there if we worked together. She reminded me always, together we stand, divided we fall. That was our slogan.

On Sundays it’s a market day in the village. People go to market in the evening. So went to market with different agenda; not buying nor selling anything but to at least see Lucia, the girl I met at Teka.

She was coming from the market. My cousin called from a distance and she obeyed her call. They were best girlfriends. I was following my cousin from a distance.

As they were chatting she introduced me to her as we were walking. She said that she had seen me in village but not aware that I’m related to her best friend.

My cousin had to hit the nail on the head that I was interested in her. She was shocked as she laughed loud. She asked her to give me time to talk.

‘Let the gent talk for himself what he needs from me.’

I introduced myself and responded that she was happy to meet me but other conversations will continue the following day. She had reached her home.

That’s the day I felt my day was sanctified. I visualized the conversions and felt happy like any other man though I had not been given details of our relationship.

That day we met with her. My cousin was not around. So I had all the time with the lady I was longing to spend time with. She was jovial throughout the communication. She was taking me around the village as she grilled me with question on city fellas’ behaviors. I proved to her my intensions and my virtue.

We walked for four hours. She sawed me some of the plant names and there functions. The village names and what it means. This includes children identities and how they inherit names. It was a day which made me see the irony of her character. I felt that holiday was short.

Every time I went to sleep, I made sure we met. The connection was strong. Her words of every moment are still fresh till now. Her laughter can’t match with any being. Her singing made me to see her talent- angelic melody.

When I left the village, I gave her my contact. She only called me after a day on my arrival. I tried to reach her through the digit she called with, she was offline.

By Nyabuto Henry