Wednesday, 1 February 2012


Bleeding Heart
Aina stood in the rain, unmindful of how it was going to ruin her hair. She just got the saddest news of her life, her best friend just died, stray bullets they said. Who will listen to her rant; share her joys and her pains? Dale was there when mummy died; he was there when she got her letter of appointment. They actually planned on shopping that weekend before he got shot.
He was that person that believed in better tomorrows for his country. During their university days in Houston he always talked about going back and claiming the land. His dreams, they both shared. When every Saturday night of coke and crackers for him, chocolates for her, they would sit staring at the sky talking about corruption and how he cannot wait to go back and join the struggle for a better tomorrow.
After graduation Dale smiles “Aina its time for history to be made”. On getting back to the country they had to go for the compulsory one year service. They were both posted to Abuja, bliss. After the one year service, Dale lands a job in a Television company, he was posted to kano. He called that day to tell her; “Aina it’s a start at least, I will be fine. You can come visit too”. Little did she know; that was going to be the last they would speak.
He got shot during a shoot-out between the police and the dangerous sect in the country. What did the young bright man do to deserve his life cut short? How will his dreams be actualized? She hates politics and violence. When did the country get to this level? Why did they come back? Dale and his cheerful self. He hoped to one day, become a renowned activist. Hoped that his country would one day, be free from corrupt governance and violence. The masses would not be neglected, the government would be true and fair to the society.
The rain stops, the sun begins to shine again. Maybe he’s watching, there is always a light at the end of the tunnel, right?

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