This is the story of how I proposed on the same spot we first met five years ago. Please read and enjoy.
“Where are you now?” Dammy asked for the umpteenth time, growing impatient.
“I’m close. Just two bus stops away.” I responded, not wanting her to panic.
So, I called and asked him to quietly leave the house without telling anyone.
In a few minutes, he had arrived and the plan was for him to call Dammy and say he had just been arrested by The Police and that she should come quickly to the bus stop (where we were all waiting).
Ola called, but Dammy wouldn’t leave the house. Partly because she didn’t believe her brother at first, and also because she was waiting for me.
The plan was failing.
So I called her again to lie and push her out of the house.
“Hello Dammy, I’m very close. The bike I took fell due to the slippery road. I’m trying to clean up, but I am coming still.”
She panicked further, but I assured her I would be fine.
That was the cue to get her out of the house since Ola wouldn’t stop buzzing her phone.
Mo was to wait by the junction and be the one to see Dammy; Ozone, Ola and I were to hide somewhere close.
Mo was to see Dammy and make it look like a coincidence, start small talks to distract her, and the rest of us would appear behind them to catch Dammy by surprise.
It was looking all set, until Dammy arrived.
The poor girl was more concerned about her brother who was being harassed by the police than meeting any friendly looking stranger at the bus stop. 😂
She acknowledge Mo from a distance, but wouldn’t wait to talk; she wanted to see her brother first. So, she went further down the street in frantic search.
That was not the plan.
Quick thinking was needed. The only way to calm her down was to release her brother from hiding and bring her back to the spot we wanted her to be.
Ola went after her and told her another lie – saying the policemen decided to let him go after begging.
Dammy calmed, and was ready to receive Mo. She gave her a big hug when they returned to the junction and got into small talks about what Mo had come to do in their area all the way from Lagos.
That was my cue.
Question popped, we said YES!
…right at the place where I first met her physically in 2013!
See more pictures below, but read this first.
THE DAY WE FIRST MET.
We had dated for 8 months prior, but this was our first time of meeting physically. I was nervous; not only because I was still unsure if she would like me after seeing me, but because I couldn’t get Shortbread –
her favourite – which she had asked me to buy on my way.
I stood at the junction she described to me over the phone, from where she was to lead me to the house. At intervals, I would check my shirt again and my shoes to be sure I looked good enough. I even had to sniff myself over and again to be sure I was smelling good.
Don’t blame me, my previous experiences made me uneasy.
In my mind, I was like, “If this babe doesn’t look happy to see me, I will just jump on the next bike and go back home”
Another 8 months wasted!
At that point, my phone rang. It was my friend, a fellow corp member. Idle talk, but it was enough to calm my nerves and make unaware of the petite figure that approached me.
Her infectious smile and alluring dimples was my cue to know I have finally arrived.
“You… must be…Darasimi” I stammered.
After almost 5 years of being together, and I decided to say YES to forever with Dammy; and I proposed on the same spot we first met. It’s not been all rosy and perfect. There have been bumps and difficult times, but we have ridden the tide as much as we can. I have not been the perfect boyfriend, but I have made a resolve to see this through as perfectly as I can; one day at a time.
It all starts from now, and I’m officially off the market.
Wow! Just like that! I’m shy!!!