MY FIRST LOVE 3

Collins

I sat on my sofa watching Collins express himself to the hostess of the TV programme. Collins was very impressive because I could see from the hostess’s face that she was thrilled at his answers. The hostess was now asking him about how he as an SRC leader was able to conduct a successful demonstration when he was at the University of Ghana. The hostess wanted to know how he made the government accept their request not to increase the fees of the university. Moreover, since he had chalked great successes as an SRC president; the hostess was asking him how he had bought five yutong buses for the university within a short time.

“So what was the secret to your success when you were the SRC president?” asked the presenter.

“Am motivated to make a mark in whatever I do and I thought if I helped the university to get those buses it would solve major transportation problems” answered Collins.

“I see you are a very handsome man, do ladies worry you?” enquired the presenter.

“Thanks for the complement. Yes ladies seem to like me but I don’t know why” Collins chipped in modestly.

“I think I could fall in love with you if I had the chance considering your impressive physique and your nice face, especially your moustache” the hostess answered frankly but I think she was shameless.

Truly Collins Asamoah had been 5 feet 3inches then, but he seemed to have added some more height. He was no longer the lanky young man I knew. After losing track of him just for six years he had become the Ghanaian woman’s dream of a handsome man. He was tall and hefty, he had a beautiful complexion. He spoke fluent English and he had the confidence that gave the impression that this young man is on his way to stardom. Seeing him in suit and tie on the TV programme made him look like a minister. I was surprised I could not see any of these qualities when I was with him.

“So how much money have you made my dear young politician?” quizzed the lady.

“hahahaha” Collins laughed and when he laughed he face seemed to glow as it showed maturity and wisdom printed on it.

“Won’t you say anything? Because with the little research I’ve made, you own two beautiful houses at the airport residential area. I also got to know you own one Land cruiser V8 and one saloon car, a Benz” the hostess probed further and revealed shocking news.

“Those houses and cars I received from my uncle in the united states” Collins could not lie convincingly as it showed on his face.

“Ei You politicians! Ok so when would you invite me out?” the young lady presenter was trying to get herself a date on a most watched TV programme! This lady had no shame! She is so loose or maybe I am jealous.

“Very soon” he answered.

“Thank you very much for honoring my invitation” the hostess was honest here.

“You are welcome my dear” Collins answered.

An advert was played by the TV station immediately after the programme. Truly Collins had become an enigma. He was been interviewed everywhere on the TV and radio stations. Ei this world!

So it was true, the lady confirmed what I had heard not long ago. He owned cars now and apartments in expensive localities. Rumor has it that, ladies begged to sleep with him but he gave them no chance whatsoever. The ladies were puzzled.

He was technology savvy for he used the latest of phones like the Samsung galaxy, laptops, ipads that only ministers bought for their girl friends. Enter into his room and you’d be surprised that a young man like him owned all those expensive things you’d in a Samsung shop. He had 52 inch plasma digital Samsung television and used AC in his room. He lived at the airport residential area where the affluent in Ghana lived. He was now a marriage material.

Tears dropped from my eyes as I pondered over all these because it had dawned on me that, I had made a grave mistake. I wish I had been a little bit patient with him. He would have been mine forever. I have always been ambitious and see where it has got me. I have to retrace my steps and find a way to win him back and marry him before it is too late.

Over ambitious

Those days when I was with Collins, I met this young lady who came and rented one of my mother’s rooms. The lady was fair and beautiful. I liked the dresses she wore and the kind life she lived. She was very modern. Almost every evening she used to alight from her boyfriend’s car. I decided to befriend her. It was her who laid the axe to the root of my relationship and ruined our love.

She was a bad lady but I couldn’t figure that out at the beginning because of my inexperience. Her name was Celia. She introduced me to a life that made me loss focus till the point that I could not continue my education to the tertiary level. How could I progress when I had failed my SSS certificate examination? I did not bother to go for re-sit either for I was caught up in a life that I never knew existed. I was really making money and enjoying myself. I got all I wanted and I believed that with time I could become a rich woman. I was wrong.

One of my escapades was with Mr. Jones from Abossey Okai spare parts. This old man had money to spend! He took me out a number of times. I knew that all his raps were lies but I was after the money.

He would say,”sarabi I will take you to Dubai when I return from my next trip” but he never did.
It was always the next trip. He was very stingy! He would buy anything I asked him to but he would not load me with the cash, except some few Cedes. That man was also a monster in bed! His cock was excessively huge and he lasted so long in bed I was always bruised whenever we finished. I knew he took medicine because of the way he dealt with me in bed. It always took him eternity to finish having sex with me. He was nothing like Collins who was so matured and gentle in bed. Oh what I did for money in those days!

I also befriended an Alhaji. He worked at the forex bureau and he could not even speak the English properly. I quite remember his teeth were red from constant chewing of cola and he liked kissing. I endured that because that man gave me real money. I spent the money foolishly. I used the money to buy dresses, ate from expensive restaurants (I hated to cook) and had parties.

My mother was proud of me. As long as she was concerned, I had become a modern sophisticated lady. She liked the fact that I returned with lots of money and shopping materials. I gave her some of what I got and when I did not sleep at home she would lie for me that she sent me to one of my aunts at Aburi.

I think what started this behaviour was my father, he never liked Collins. He would call me when he returned from work and beat me up. He used to beat me till we both run batons in our area while I shouted aloud crying and begging him to leave me alone. Collins was the love of my life but when my father beat me I decided to find someone else. Father would call me at dawn and say “sarabi” I would pretend to be dozing. “That young man is going nowhere in life. Look at his parents they have nothing. I want you to befriend somebody who is rich” my father would say. I would frown and nod. Then he would ask “do you have any question?” I would shake my head and indicating a no.

I wonder how Collins took all that. I was very wicked and that is how he relocated from our neighborhood. I think that move saved his life. He was deep into me and I was bad to the bone; I felt like he was not my class anymore and I would not listen to his pleas no matter how many times he begged. He looked pathetic then and he was so thin because most of the time he wouldn’t eat.

Now, am going to win him back at all cost. If I fail I would end my life. Yes I would end my life because I couldn’t continue my education and am far behind now. Collins was making it in life while I was nowhere; he was my last trump card to success.