Who Is A Friend? – Unveiling Bonney

Well this script is one of many that isn’t written by me. Well I had decided to put up this one long ago before it was ever written by someone who by this time you would know. It was written by her, yeah you know the only HER in my life. You get the whole point. Ok! Ok! I will put it up.

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It has been one long tiring day.

When such a comment is made, what instantly comes to mind? Perhaps, you might be thinking the writer could be a mason who is very stressed out after a tedious days work at the construction site, especially after that heavy downpour the previous night. Or one might say this could be a very tired secretary who had so much paperwork to do at the office, she had to miss her lunch break, coupled with the fact that she retired from work at 10:30pm! Another person who is more conversant with domestic activities would be certain this person is just an over burdened housewife trying to relax after a hard days work.

But in actual facts, the above instances couldn’t have been more wrong than the word itself. The truth is I have actually done nothing the whole day! Okay, I take that back. I did surf the net, chat with my cousin; Peter and much later in the day, do a bit of cooking. But for one who is used to cleaning, cooking, tidying, baby-sitting and generally just being a typical house-keeper, the day was not very fulfilling.

“What could she probably be driving at?” you might be wondering. Just be patient, would you? It’s to be some kind of surprise.

“So why was such a statement made in the first place?” you still ask. Oh well, I guess I could tell you that. But as it has been one long tiring day, lets put it off to another day, shall we?

Oh…ha-ha… you didn’t actually think I was going to leave you hanging like that, did you? Of course not! That statement was made because even though I didn’t do anything in terms of house work and chores, a lot did happen… a lot has happened! But to make it easier to understand, lets start together from the beginning, shall we?

 

It all began on the 16^th of June, 2008. That date does ring a bell. Oh! I remember now. That’s the birthday of my closest childhood friend, Ruth. Unfortunately, I seldom hear from her nowadays. Anyway, that’s beside the point.

On this day, which happened to be a Monday, I was extremely bored. It was just like every other Monday. There was no cleaning, cooking or tidying up to do (that had been taken care of during the weekend) neither was there any baby-sitting to carry out; my five siblings were in school already. I had gotten tired of watching TV and sleeping and I really didn’t feel like eating. So I just lie on my bed; staring at my wall paper, with the teddy bears all over, trying to figure out something to keep myself busy.

Then a light bulb went off in my head. The internet! My dad had just newly installed a mobile internet in our home. I sat up trying to remember where he usually kept the modem. Yes! In the second drawer of his study table. I scurried out of bed and bounded

down the stairs to his study room. Sure enough, it was right where I thought it would be.

Soon enough, I was on the net and had completely lost track of time. I don’t know why but for some strange reason, I decided to open up an old account of mine that had supposedly expired. It turned out to be the best thing I had done that day. Now, I hadn’t tried opening this particular account in months, but just that day, I did. It still beats my imagination. What would have happened had I not thought to open it? I guess, it was just meant to happen. God just planned it that way. Like a really special friend of mine would say, God happened!

Well, to my surprise and amazement, it opened! Note: I had abandoned this account for almost a year! I was even more surprised to see I had so many unread messages in my inbox. I think it numbered about 1117! Wow!!! Say it again! I felt the same way too! Some of these messages were junk mail. You know those mails you haven’t the slightest clue from where they came. Well, as you can imagine, I deleted all of them. As I did, I noticed this particular message from an Edwin Bonney. Now this wasn’t the first time this person was sending a mail to me, but it was the first time he was sending a real message. Don’t worry, I’ll explain what that means, just stick with me on this, okay? The thing is that, for a very long time he just forwarded messages, you know, the send-or-die kind…

Oh! Forgive me! I know you probably must be wondering “Who the hell is Edwin Bonney? And what does he have to do with all of this?”

Well, Edwin… he is the perfect definition of a friend. “And what is this definition?” I’ll tell you:

…A friend is one on whom one may pour out the contents of ones heart, chaff and grain together knowing that the gentlest of hands will take and sift them, separating the grain from the chaff, keep what is worth keeping and with a breath of kindness and love, blow the rest gently away…

He is such a gentleman and quite true to the rumors, is who you would call “The Ladies Man”.

Hold your horses, for I will write no more. He is the reason for which I write and if you permit, I intend to unveil him bit by bit, so please try not to ruin the surprise.

Now back to the main story…

Well, this time he sent a hand-typed message and taking a quick glance at my inbox messages, I couldn’t help but notice it. I was taken aback with surprise at first, because I really wasn’t expecting it. I mean for someone who was hardly an acquaintance, I had to be.

I opened it and read it. I noticed it was a very old mail, sent sometime in September last year. In it he just asked after me and all. You know, the basics. Well, to cut the whole long story short, one thing led to another and we ended up being best of friends.

It’s not that I want to cut the story short because I know by this time I must have had you itching to know more about this person but hey, what’s the hurry? Just stick and stay with me and you’ll find out, alright?

But then, maybe we’ll continue in another script. For now, just ponder on the little you know if you please.

God sends some particular friends our way at the times we need them most. I’m sure you must be nodding in agreement because it’s so true. Edwin is one of those friends and I just thank God for the day he came into my life.

Have you thanked God for that special someone He put in your life? Incase you haven’t, do so this minute because you never know what might happen in the next. You might just be surprised at what might happen! Go on, do it right now!

 

 JOY ADJEMAN

 

 

Lovely Love

              If I’m right this time: you are wondering why I use the same word twice in the subject. Maybe I just drew your attention to it. Well, it is as simple as simple can get, then again, it is not so simple. Lovely is an adjective describing a human being called Love in this script. She is the younger sister of a woman I adore very much, and will give up the whole world for….. but that’s not the issue now because on a topic like that there’s no end. I am going to briefly try to tell you about someone I have not spoken to for up to an hour. Like I said I’m going to try; Why? You know sometimes it is kind of difficult describing a woman because you could leave something out and I don’t want to leave out all the stops.

              The first time I talked to this woman, okay for the purpose of her age now, allow me to use, girl. She’s got a dozen in her. When we talked, the first impression was she had the same voice like her Big Sis. You know what I think now? I’m so off the point now if you ask me; she has her own unique voice. When you talked to her first, whether stranger or not, you feel like you have found a friend in her. Let’s say you mistook her friendship and wanted to use it as a leverage to talk to her sister, you will be making a big mistake. Why? Though maybe you would be talking to her elder sister, you will be missing out on someone full of some much virtue and best of all a confidante if it came to the worse. We still on her voice; day by day as we talk there’s this feeling that occurs to me and actually does happen that though she may be so young, she seems to have all the answers to all your questions. It makes you think twice about the statement of long ago; that some people have their mental ages way higher than their real age. That’s a tip people, don’t disregard young people. Like a preacher I know says it best; great things come in small packages.

                 I’m sure by now you are dying to know how she looks. Yo guys! She’s still a young girl; don’t even think about it, or else you going to have a problem with me. and that sure is not pleasing if her elder sister is added to the equation. Love is fine! I mean like FINE! The first time my eyes beheld her and that was a few days though not so (my cousin’s word) ‘dressy’ she was okay dressed. You know what caught my attention the most.

                Hey! Where’s your mind? We were talking about her looks. Have you ever heard the statement black is beautiful? I’m sure you have, unless maybe you haven’t stayed for long in Africa or been so close to them. We also love to rub it in. Well may I please correct that statement in regards to Love; the beauty of the African woman surpasses the mind’s eye. Don’t you dare try, try, and try to think I’m exaggerating. Dare not! I recall actually telling her the first day we talked face to face that, “I have to change my mentality about you.” I’m glad to have known her.

                   One other point I will touch on when it comes to Love will be her laugh. Maybe that’s what love really is. I mean love laughs at any situation despite the consequences and feels what you feel. Say what? I don’t really know her well, because Ed you have surely have just known her in a few weeks. Boi! Let me sound some knowledge into you. How long will it take you to realize that someone is full of love? I don’t know about you, but I’ll sure know in a few minutes. When I engage in a conversation with Love, the girl would not put off laughing. She is like one of those people to me if you feel so down, just a simple hello or hi from them will send you sky rocketing. I know if there’s something I can compare to her sister will be their way of saying hello’s and hi’s when any party talks to you on phone.

Frankly there’s simple loads more but like my best friend has started saying, “take it all in”  

 

Have You Seen Her?

               Hey! I wonder even how I’m going to start this one, because the experience did really leave me speechless. Then I’m thinking, why am I talking to you? I know I’m stunned right now and I cannot speak. Maybe you will remember a story right here on three days with joy. In that script I told you that I have a crush some gorgeous woman. Boi! All the time I was talking about her, I hadn’t seen her recently. The last time I remember seeing her was in 2005. Now 2008, I don’t know how God did it? Our paths crossed mid this year when God brought us into each others lives. I still hadn’t seen her because we were leaving in different countries at that time.

                  Have you ever felt a connection to someone you can’t see (in this case I ad seen her before) and then you only talk. Sure you have, at least. Right? Good! Then we are kind of getting into the same page here. Well, well, well, let me cut this entire thing on beating around the bush and get straight to the point. There’s a program at the National Theatre almost every Friday for a couple of weeks now, called Stars of the future. I will tell a lot, lot more on that. That’s where I was going to meet..you can call her the ice to melt a hot heart and a warm fire to heat up a cold heart. I don’t know if you can get me. Maybe you will find someone like her in this world again, but surely! It is going to be difficult. Did you say why? I’m kind of surprised at you. They are rare, when you do find one, believe me when I tell you; you are going to love to make all the happy music about it, even if like me you really don’t have the perfect voice. LOL I know you want to disagree with me and tell me about your queen but hmmmmm boi! Trust me when I tell you, I know okay and you have no idea what I’m talking about. Hmmmmmm, once again, I know I’m beating about the bush again. But hey! Relax the story of that Friday is yet to unfold.

                    That faithful Friday- I wonder why writers do call it faithful- Well I got the program very early, call it eagerness; call it anxiety. You know what I call it? I hate traffic, that’s why? Okay! Let’s be a little honest here, maybe I was so anxious to meet the woman that stole my heart. Funny thing, she still has it. So what was I saying? Yea! I got there, parked; I kind of like turned my head on every car that pass behind me, for what purpose? I’m sure you know. Maybe the experience could be described like a blind date. Just that with this one, you know who the person was, you have seen the person before though in a long time, thing is; you wouldn’t know what to look for, because you just didn’t have an idea. I later went inside when the program was about to begin, I was watching and enjoying the live band performance, and then my phone rang. No! It rather vibrated. Yea you guessed it! It was her. I was just hoping that she hadn’t seen me first, or was somewhere in the crowd watching me, probably behind me even. Surely I was glad when she said she was outside. Guys! You know what happened. I got like, okay! This is it. I recall her saying before not to expect a lot because I will disappointed. Yeah right! I have this theory that most, if not all woman who are beautiful will tell you they are not. You think I’m lying, think about it? Most women would go like “I didn’t know that” “Are you sure?” “You know, I think you are trying to flatter me here because surely my mirror never does tell me that” You know what I thought when she said that, that’s good right? I mean according to my theory. Means the woman is gorgeous, which is a plus. Why? Because all the time I hadn’t seen her and only did talk to her, I saw an inner beauty, which can be compared now to her physical beauty. Guys! You know why I say she’s rare.

                      Allow me to continue my script, okay! Stop pausing me, Well so I went out the main building to the stairs when I spotted a friend of mine, an old class mate. You know what? I hate that part when someone or something all of a sudden comes between your goals. Then the friend of mine starts talking. Opps! Did I mention he was a guy, so he was like trying to catch up on every single event since we left high school? But then I kept giving him the eye, like I’m trying to get to someplace, but he keeps talking. Then I realize that there was the person, that woman, right there, a few feet from where I was. I know she tried to avoid my eyes, because though I was talking to this guy who’s name got lost from my head at that particular minute, I kept looking at her direction, no! I mean at HER.

             Relax I haven’t come to that part yet. In order to prevent further conversation with my friend, I saw my little adorable friend, my queen’s sister, called Love (Beautiful name isn’t it? You can draw up lots of love from her being. I drew her close to get into a conversation with her for the first time, face to face. I loved talking to her, she laughed throughout the conversation. I’ll tell you a great lot about her sometime.

              Don’t get me wrong, I love talking to friends, I didn’t mean to avoid my friend, but yea I had to at that moment. Jeeeeez guys sometimes, a man has to do what a man has to do.  Okay! Now to the main stuff; remember my theory on beautiful women. Yeeeeah! I was right! Though I know she is still going to deny it to my face but take it all in. You know the first impression that came to me that moment I saw her. There was the gorgeous looking woman, in a beautiful green dress (green’s my favourite colour), hair neatly done. I don’t know if I can write this anymore, it feels like I’m trying to describe something here that can’t be described; it’s simply just pure elegance. Did I tell you about the way she talks yet? Yea I think so, in the other script. I told you, there was this soothing touch in her voice that made you want to turn around anytime to listen to every word she spoke. Even if she didn’t speak, I love to listen to her silence. It says everything.

               Then it clicked, I’m still standing there with her sister and I asked her, “Doesn’t your sister look beautiful?” She knows I was right, but maybe I should have realized I was talking to another female, but her reactions and slight delay in answering the question gave her away. All this time my queen is talking to a friend, and then I got close to her, my other friend may have noticed something. Well he should have! I’m kind of like, it had taken some time. Well I managed to cut their conversation with the Love. I’m sure she didn’t even realized what she did. Then my queen goes to introduce me to her friend she was talking with. I’m here trying to still remember her name. I don’t mean to be rude but I can’t. You should know where my mind was all this time, looking into the queen eyes. She probably unconsciously tried to avoid my eyes. Later in the night, we talked and even as I walked besides, my entire world felt alright. I didn’t care and I still don’t care what the world thinks. Pal, ‘m sure you would agree with me that when you do find her, all other things don’t seem to matter.

 

Adom the graced #2

If you have read the first script on my cousin, I told you I will fill you in more on stuff on the amazing stories on her. I remember so many people telling me that all I just wrote on her was mainly about her hair. I wonder what people are going to say this time.

Well you by now, you will already now, I’m in Abidjan staying with her, though I will be leaving back to Ghana in a few days. Now back to her.

She has been my closest friend yet still a family relative in this country I found myself in. I recall one time during the beginning part of this year; I told her she is my sister. Guess what she said? “No! We are only cousins, not friends” She said that laughing. I remember her elder sister also making the comment one time, when she said I was kind of like, in her own language, bothering her. She said making those female hand gestures, “you and Adom (the woman in question) are friends, but you and I, are family!” I just stood there stunned. Maybe it was true but I have never really taken the thought like that before. But then come on folks! We were all cousins! Why the distinction? (I didn’t ask you for an answer; I know! )

Adom, my cousin, sister and friend… of course she’s a growing teenager with all those moods swings, which is very interesting to oversee… I prefer to call her woman, not a girl! In the long run she’s going to be one, if not already! Going back a little into time, I know I have really been worrying her. How do I know? She always tells me, but apparently she tells that to almost everyone, I bet you will be on that list soon!

Well it was this one day as always when I asked her to make some food for me, being as polite as always. Oh my God! You know what she told me, “ Go and prepare it yourself.”

“Ohhh!” I can see you almost saying that! I told her that I could but I just wanted her to prepare it for me. Shocked to the core when she told me, “then you aren’t hungry!” So unfair, you think? No! Because in the end I still got my food, she prepared it! Most at times when she is doing stuff for me, mainly cooking, she tells me, she isn’t going to do it the way I like it and she is going to add all those things I detest. You know how times our sisters get and with Adom, there no difference. It makes you kind of want to get close to her and when you do get close to her she says, “Don’t touch me!”

Hmmmm, with the don’t touch me issue. I mean what’s wrong with touching your sister’s hand, is there a problem. Sometimes I think it is one of those stages of teen years because my biological sister, Edwina is just like that. “Don’t touch me! It is not for you!” The latter part of the statement firstly sends me into a laughing jamboree but then when the show is over. I ask her, in this context Adom, “Me, your brother I can’t even touch you and then someone who at this moment we don’t even know, can! Hey… I mean you have a sister, have you ever had the moment with her before (if you are a brother). The whole little things with your siblings can blow your mind off.

 

Through her eyes!

Yesterday, I was chatting with a friend of mine online, through the messenger services. I asked her to check of my blog and tell me what she thought of it. Of course you would invite people to have a good time if there was something to share. Jessye is her name; we have known each other for a long time, back in those times in Middle School.

Well like I said, I gave her my blog link; she went through just one post on “Adom – the graced.” We were still chatting online, when she said, she has seen one mistake. I did not react to it too much. I had just put this one up, I had been writing too fast and especially at that time of the day where I was already tired from work. I asked, “Where did you see it?” She showed it to me. I realized it myself. Then she kept showing me, mistakes on mistakes, in the same script. I was amazed, and thanked her so much.

I knew she would definitely asked me, “Are you comfortable with the way, I’m seeing all the mistakes?” Of course I will feel bad for not saying to a friend, “Wow! This one is good!” But then what I saw were grammatical errors throughout. I replied, “Hey! I’m okay with it.” I even went on to say probably, she could be my editor for my books, thankfully she agreed. I saw my faults through her eyes. At least she saved me the embarrassment of having too many grammatical problems written on a script. I learnt something from her, to also read again and again my documents before posting. I would not want to have to go through another one, hopefully. Who would want to repeat the same mistake twice, would you?

You know what further pushed me on; when I reflect on the time I spent with her, I realized that she made time for me. Not so many people do that, you know? I had to leave the office to go home, so I told her, I will check that particular post. I think I was too excited because I wanted to get things down on the blog (on paper). My cousin, who I talked about in the script said, “Maybe you think faster than you write, just like me!” Who knows? Like she said, “maybe?”

You know what Jessye told me when I was going, she said, “Let’s do this some other time.” Happily I agreed. Friends like her you hardly find. When you do find them, you keep them forever. She made me see my faults through her eyes, and had the patience to make me change them through her. I’m sure seeing this she’ll be shock. I hope it does but a smile on her face for the time and the troubles I gave her.

“Appreciate whatever and whoever comes your way! Who knows the future?”