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Topic: Reading (01/25/07)
- TITLE: When the Arrow of Love Pierced My Heart
By Daniel Owino Ogweno
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Whenever I saw her, something would involuntarily tickle in me—an increased heartbeat; some micro-beads of sweat on my face; some kind of “fear”. If I was to say something to her, I had to attempt a rehearsal well enough in order to avoid making any mistakes in her presence. But this kind of “preparation” only caused me more anxiety. The way she could “arrest” my attention made me think that my old nature was creeping back on me.
I had never been so fancy about ladies’ hairs but her hair did me in. And it didn’t end there: I liked the way she walked; her soft-spoken mien; her posture; her … Oh! Let me stop there and summarise that I liked “everything she was”. Surely, she was too good to be my wife. How could something extremely good happen to me? I had to withstand the tickles regardless of how involuntary they were. If she wasn’t going to be my wife, the mesmerizing waves of passion she was injecting into my being were “dangerous”. I was saved and wouldn’t allow any lady’s beauty to “hypnotise” me the way it was turning out in her case.
I managed to wrestle myself free. I thought I finally had everything under control until one day we met along the stretch between the hostels and the administration block. This road was always full of people. Rarely would you find a person alone on this stretch. But on this day, she was alone and I was alone.
When I saw her coming, I quickly checked myself to make sure that I was alright. I attempted in vain to rehearse some short-talk—we met before I “planned” what to say. I had wanted to at least hold a little longer conversation.
The exchange of greeting didn’t take more than a minute. She proceeded on her way as I also struggled to go my way.
I turned and looked. Relieved that she was not looking back, I got involuntarily hypnotised at the way she was walking, I stared. How long it took, I don’t know.
I finally managed to stop staring but found myself turning again to look. I repeated this couple of times. What was happening? I had vowed not to let any lady “unduly capture” me. I had never behaved like that since I got saved. I had stopped “staring” at ladies—or so I thought.
The way I couldn’t resist turning multiple times to stare at her left me feeling condemned until a voice spoke from within: ‘If you wouldn’t allow yourself to be “attracted” where will you get a wife—will one be dropped for you from heaven?’
She wasn’t making up her walking style—it was natural. Oh boy! Wasn’t the intention of her design meant for my attention? If there was a man who had seen what I was seeing in her, I had no chance. Some men were more prompt and courageous than I was. Somebody must have approached her.
And that is why when I finally gathered my courage to approach her, my first statement was: “I wouldn’t wish to cause any confusion, but I’d love to know if you’re available.”
To cut the long story short, I asked her to marry me even before we courted. For her, it was out of the blue. Perhaps that explained why she took “ages” to reply—I waited for more than two years to get her reply.
All odds had worked against me. Three years after I had left college I went abroad and lost her contact. She had also left college. But I waited.
Finally, the “end of eternity” came when she wrote. She had miraculously got my address abroad. She expressed her love and told me that she was willing to marry me—if I was still available. You have never seen an excited man.
I read the letter over and over again. For the next couple of months, a day wouldn’t pass without reading the letter of my dream. I placed it in my bag during the day—I’d read it during breaks; at night, I’d place it next to my bed—I’d read it before I slept. It was the sweetest thing I have ever read, second only to the Bible.
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