Love Story Has Two Words: Love and...

[Waziri]

It is one afternoon like that, the great gal of the dreams is having her birthday. She came earlier and reminded me in her own casual way, and I, am full of the required muscles-except perhaps finacial- to see that I please her on the milestone of her life.

My Goddess, is the title of the poem I'm holding in a high capacity diskette looking for a business centre, where better coloured printers that can bring the most in the life reprensented on the image that forms the backround of the poem are. My printer failed me earlier in the morning and there is no light everywhere at the moment, and I am short of money, not quite sure whether those business centres with power generators willl agree to do the printing for me with the meagre amount of money I am carrying. ?And upon all, the goddess is ?coming at 2 pm to take the present. It is 1:30pm now.

I'm moving around in the campus. If I should get ?a business centre, will it have a gen? If it has, will it have a high powered printer? If it has , can my purse or rather wallet accomadate the cost of the printing without emptying or even pursuing the wallet with ?debts? ?

Here I am at the pharmaceutical sciences faculty, where a good business centre is operating smoothly. ?The manager or is it the manageress of the centre - a middle aged woman enough to be my mother- is there standing , speaking or rather sparking on one of ?her employed. I move in with my ?slender carriage, a very young man, HANDsome? LEGsome?, with a suave and innocent disposition.

"Good afternoon ma'am" I softly mutter, confidently and smilingly, bowing a little with my head, as everybody in there turn to my attention. "Ma'am, I happen to be poor at this moment" I continue - though I am looking immaculate and neat- "my dream gal is celebrating her birthday today, and I am obliged to tell her I love her in a beautiful printout, I wonder if you can get it printed for me, I am in love Ma'am".

Well, it is abrupt and unexpected, at least to her and the bulk of the ppl in there. It is some youngman wanting assistance on something so trivial as no one's burden. She is looking at me on the face, I am looking back more resolute, desparate and serious but yet with my pride layed down. Then she waves to one of the staff to take the job. It makes a very beautiful printout that impresses on the managerESS herself. They laminate it there wishing me a happy telling-a-goddess-love session. ?

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I am sitting at the reception in our office. Yes, I am just 20 yrs , but am working. I am going through the-well-crafted poem on the love-nest looking backround. I read and re-read the poem again:

MY GODDESS!!!!

Oh! What beauty what love!
Could ever surpass your presense?
..............My love,
Even from a distance,
Across mountains and seas,
I feel your love,
Hear your voice,
Like the skies in storming make up,
Of well patterned clouds before a rain,
Blowing kisses of promising winds,
Of cool natural shower,
So soothing....
While your shower.
The bathing of a flower,
By the window I will sit
Just to gaze at you..........
No secret from me you keep.
None from you I keep.
We are strong together forever.
At night on a breezy hill-top I wait.
From the east as I watch.
A queen so modest attended by drifting clouds.
Slow to me you glide.
A silver dice slowly setting,
Through the night each other.
Our secret we whisper sharing with the breeze.
...........my love
At dawn when I am up and ready
I paused and stare the sleeping queen
Your face so bright
A perfect volatile masterpiece stirring
............my love
What a beautiful lovely life in essence
Could ever surpass your presense?

I turn my head up only to see her there standing with her smiles fixed, frank and sincere. Everybody in my office knows her. The ladies in our office always chant the words "Waziri for .........." whenever I come into the office every morning. It is the greetings. And I ?reply saying ".......... for Waziri" they continue "for life" then I ?conclude "until death do us part".

We are young and exceptionally compatible, I am only a year older than her. We love each other. She pays me the compliment of being abnormal and extraordinary to the extent that whenever she sees me she learns something new. I of course have a way of paying back, because she was the best chemistry student when she finished high-school in her year across the country. She had a gift from WAEC . she is now a medical student in the university I am working at. We know each other right from time for she is my distant cousin and I tutored her, served as her guide earlier, because I was far ahead of her in school.

I love her with affection. I do five things in my life then. I read my Qur'an, do my computing, write my poetry, worship God and serve my goddess. She means everything to me. Every brain act on my part has her in the budget. We are happy together. All her friends respect me. As I am dead sure the poem I am giving that afternoon will go down to the hostels with kisses from all angles from her friends. We have a well planned future. Everybody likes our friendship in the family. Everybody thinks we are lucky to have each other. I am doing the best I can to secure the relationship to the level of partnership. She is my dream and my hope. She is my first love and life. So our life is. I go to evry length and breadth in order to please her. ?

Then it come to pass. The wind of destiny is blowing. The hands of agony is interfering. Fate is failing in its design. The call is not producing the comer. The man to love is not coinciding with the hour of loving. The mask behind ?the mask is glowingly surfacing. Life is becoming difficult for hearts are breaking....

TO BE CONTINUED!!!!!!!

[gogannaka]

Pls waz if its not a "and they lived happilly ever after" story dont tell.....else ppl will have tears in their eyes......me especially..........





i cant wait to hear the second part...........

[Waziri]

Ah! Gogannaka are you that emotional?

I will tell the story actually... But... I just dunno now....

I was free and doing nothing and i thought i should like go a little personal and tell out a story to the members of kanoonline family: My family!!!!.

[Bashir]

Allah sarki. i love sad endings.

[ummita]

s one afternoon like that, the great gal of the dreams was having her birthday. She came earlier and reminded me in her own casual way,

Obviously she will cum 4 a present, she is a woman 4 God sake!!!

and I, am full of the required muscles-except perhaps finacial- to see that I please her on the milestone of her life.

Money duznt matter these days mah broda......but come how muscley r u? wen u pump ur biceps... duz it makes a heart shape ur gul?

My Goddess, is the title of the poem I'm holding in a high

She will definately xpect more than ur poem, nija women ne fa!

My printer failed me earlier in the morning and there is no light everywhere at the moment, and I am short of money, not quite sure whether those business centres with power generators would agree to do the printing for me with the meagre amount of money I am carrying. ?And upon all, the goddess is ?coming at 2 pm to take the present. It is 1:30pm now.

U shudhav juss prayed 4 her, but u went all thru this hassle all "IN D NAME OF LUV" :o On d oda hand, real luv demands nothing. She knows u really luv her, d poem wont prove more than that wud it? :-/ U shudhav juss prayed 4 her shikenan. Savin u tym & money & energy! :-/

Here I am at the pharmaceutical sciences faculty

All d wayyyyyyyyyyyyy, luv is blind & it has surely taken ova Waz mynd ;)

I moved in with my own slender carriage, a very young man, HANDsome? LEGsome?, with a suave and innocent disposition.

Kai broda!!! I juss lyk ur style......self-praises is very important. If u r innocent y d dispositionin?(she laffs)

"I am in love Ma'am".

Waziriiiiiiiiiiiiii kenan (men no dey shame @ all)

MY GODDESS!!!![/qoute]
My Goddess :o this long peom, all 4 her?

I turned my head up only to see her there standing with her smiles fixed, frank and sincere. I am only a year older than her.

Oh ......Young luv 4 young lovaz, Oh pre-mature luv 4 young lovaz mhmm how sweet.......but they always end in disaster.

she is now a medical student in the university I am working at. We know each other right from time for she is my distant cousin

U go gul, wishin her d best, pass mah message 2 her Waz[.Now now!! this typ of dem kano........cousin 2 cousin relatioship, it duz not dig!!!!

love her with affection. I do five things in my life then. I read my Qur'an, do my computing, write my poetry, worship God and serve my goddess.

MUMMY & DADDY SHUD EVEN CUM FIRST B/4 THAT POERTY WRITIN TYM

I am doing the best I can to secure the relationship to the level of partnership.

No matter wat u du in luv relationship it is neva half enuff!!! Broda Waz, here dis, no matter how perfect a man is.....or no matter how u bring out d best in u.........from a womans point of view.......they will juss consider it Good & not d best

She is my dream and my hope. She is my first love and life. So our life is and continued to after even after her birthday. I go to evry length and breath in order to please her.

?I shudhav known...this kinda thing neva lasts.....remember Waz, I once said...........u make sacrifices & then it duznt turn out d way u want it........

Then it came to pass one day.

Tohhhhhhhhh Issues arising :o :o

To Be Continued!!!

It better not b a bad continuation it better b gud.....

Gogannaka here'z mah predicament of how d story MIGHT end
she either was forced 2 marry her cozin arranged by d parents.She either thinks Waz was two timin her, mayb she was two timin Waz, Mayb freinds came in between as in brainwashed her  or him 2 live d luv of their lives!!!! Or either she may hav passed away which I pray not :-X Or mayb Waz told her it was simply ova.

Waziri plzzzzzzz continue, dama u sabi love lyk this? Ai benseni.......Luv d work wonders!!! ;)(she laffs) :o

[Hafsy_Lady]

No matter wat u du in luv relationship it is neva half enuff!!! Broda Waz, here dis, no matter how perfect a man is.....or no matter how u bring out d best in u.........from a womans point of view.......they will juss consider it Good & not d best

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Ummita kenan!!! lol lol lol But you are right. Waziri  :o you of all people awwwwwwwwwwwww sweeeeeeeeeeeeeet. U & ur gul r sooooooooooo awwwwwwww a little love life during the teenage yrs. Liked your story. Too real to be true.
Allah sarki what happened next baban soyayya? Pls carry on dont tell me it will end in one of ummitas predictments? :-[

[Hafsy_Lady]

Waziriiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii my birthday will be exactly the day you read my response. Abeg write me poem jare!!! ::) ;D

[Waziri]

Waziriiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii my birthday will be exactly the day you read my response. Abeg write me poem jare!!! ::) ;D

You 1/2fsy, what have you done to me so far to earn a poem from me?????????????

Mhmm... If I write your poem now..... anyway I will find a way of medicining you(  In danyi maganinki ko?).

Okay I like your comments, just kidding. I will write the second part of the story soon. I will try to see that Ummita did not influence the outcome with her too conclusive and unkind remarks  ;D

[Anonymous]

YU DIS MALLAM WAZIRI, YU NO DEY UNDERSTAND NE?!!!!

NA REPLACEMENT BE 1/2FSY. WRITE DAT POEM!!! WE GO ALL CELEBRATE D WEDDING HERE @ KANOONLINE.

[Waziri]

YU DIS MALLAM WAZIRI, YU NO DEY UNDERSTAND NE?!!!!

NA REPLACEMENT BE 1/2FSY. WRITE DAT POEM!!! WE GO ALL CELEBRATE D WEDDING HERE @ KANOONLINE.

Ayyah!!!

GUEST you may find it easy saying this since you don't know much about my relationship with 1/2fsy. But think 4 your self, for 1 2 have enough courage 2 ask another for a poem means a lot. I think u do not know much bout us so u just find reason 2 appreciate us Kawai. But 1/2fsy isa beyond what u see to me.

Ummita, Gogannake, Bashir, 1/2fsy and other K-onliners, I really do not like d idea of keeping u waiting 4 d second part of d tory. In sha Allah I will soon create time to finish it 4 ur analatical minds 2 decipher.

Ummita thank u once more 4 d other analysis.

Cheers
wid lut ta luv

May we live long!!!! May K-online continue 2 be!!!!

[kilishi]

..................Waziri why do u kip us waiting,please continue,ina fata dai is not a true story,'cos it seems to end on unhappy note................ :o

[Hausanicious]

To ke Malama Ummita u mean u want 2 know da end of Waz's story amma kike jumpin b/4 the gun?

[Waziri]

here we are K-Onliners find the Part II of the this story somewhere in the following link:http://www.kanoonline.com/cgi-bin/YaBB/YaBB.pl?board=chit-chat;action=display;num=1068202038;start=0

[Hausanicious]

I go thru dis post again & again, but to me it sounds real. So Masoyi take note, ga wanda ya fika soyayya nan ;D ;D ;D

Kai kuma ka rubuta mana naku soyayyar da tsumburbura 8) 8) 8)

[EMTL]

Assalamu alaikum,
Waziri thanks for your beautiful writings. Like many I have been moved by the contents.

Am not suprised that Gogannaka, shugaban Samari, was the first to respond..........................

I would have liked to share my story too, but mine was a long dream not 'REAL' and i wonder why should i waste people's time reading about mere dreams.