NATURALLY ENDOWED! IRRESISTIBLY CUTE!! a nii commey handwriting
The
beauty of Lucy possessed a physical taste of the average African Man- that kind
of beauty that easily entices men. Naturally
endowed! Irresistibly cute!!
And so
here I sat in the trotro at the Achimota bus terminal waiting to be driven home.
My eyes began to wander, until it fell on the striking beauty of Lucy, lurking
around. She was so pretty I reflexively stopped munching my favourite nkatie burger just to stare at her wondrous
charm. And she was not shamelessly dressed.
“What a beauty!”
I soliloquized. I began to fantasize, hoping she would board the trotro and sit
by me. As silly as it may have seemed, it was soon to become a reality. Before I could take my eyes off her, Lucy had
come on board and seated next to me. Her spongy flesh touched my body in the
name of pushing for space for other passengers. Jeez! It was as though 140,000
megawatts of electrical power had hit my body. My heart bounced in sheer ecstasy.
“I
surely will get her contact number”. I muttered.
For
fresh breath, I hastily hid the “nkatie burger” to make way for a PK Gum. At this point, I was uprightly seated; the
tail of my right eye, uninterruptedly gazing at God’s handiwork in marvelous admiration.
She greeted me with an alloy of a nod and comprehensive smile which exposed the
gap in between her teeth. It was a sight to behold. The visible display of her
dimples proved to me why I had to debunk the idea that dimples were a
deformity! I responded to her greetings with a shout. Two times!
The
trotro by now was in motion. The tail of my left eyes intermittently caught glimpses
of a man my father’s age, glaringly “girrafing”
in lustful appetite to watch Lucy. The driver’s conductor was so astounded by her
splendor that he almost offered her a free seat. Idiot! The driver himself was
busily adjusting his- rear and side mirrors to engage his eyes in a tourist
manner. Lucy’s phone rung. It was an opportunity to feel her voice. Listen to
her: In twi language:
“Yess…
who is that? Ahhh Blaa Eliki (she meant, Bro Eric)….I hate nansins oo. Is it by force to frash you?. Please…. Please clear off
my phone with your stupidity. You don’t know me well huh? You go and ask! kwasia
sem akwakwa! mtcheeew”.
Momentarily, I thought I was the one on the other
side of the phone call. Fear gripped me so I became cautious of my body
contact. She shifted attention to the conductor
“Erh, mate, you too won’t you give me my balance. Must I beg?”
Silence in
the trotro. The old man was at this time admiring all the trees outside; the
driver tilted his mirrors to keep him out of sight; a woman behind me whispered
“hmm.
If you dare take suich a girl as your wife. Hmm!” I quickly abrogated my plans to freely
resume my sweet nkatie burger. After
all who was I trying to impress? Mtcheeww!
I began to reflect what my grandfather’s advice on BEAUTY!
“It's beauty that captures your
attention; personality which captures your heart.”
And Lucy gave me 1000 reasons to give grandpa thumbs
up in his grave. What would you pursue- Beauty or Personality?
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