Beauty in the eye of the beholder…

Many times when I think about it, I just conclude that in this world, even the most beautiful lady is yet to be created or doesn’t even exist. Because if she does exist, how come we keep changing our minds when we see new faces and even find it hard to make decisions on who is most beautiful?

My cousin recently uploaded one of his friends on his status, I knew that was to just make us feel her beauty. When I viewed it, I had to review it multiple times before I took my mind off her. She was just so beautiful. Her eyeball was so cute, her lips and her face shape were just intact. She was really beautiful. At some point, I even thought of who would get married to her.

Similarly, while I was watching a movie recently. The actress looked so beautiful, I thought she was even the most beautiful actress in the movie not until another actress surfaced. I tried to make a choice based on their beauty but in the end, I just had to judge them based on the role they played in the movie.

I remember the days when I was in elementary school. Not only do we start to have a crush on someone or start loving them while we grow up. It already started in childhood. Just that we might not have the opportunity to take it seriously.

My younger sister’s best friend, Chima, was an Igbo girl. Fair in complexion and also have a calm attitude. You will hardly hear her response when you have conversations with her. I didn’t notice her in the first place when she joined our school not until she became a close friend of my sister.

There are times when she sings.. my head felt like it was exploding. Her voice was so soft and pleasing to the hearing.

There was a time when I had to walk alongside her and my sister while we were heading home. She didn’t talk much to me, I was just walking behind both of them, but I could take a full glance at her face from the rear. Especially when she smiles, my heart melts.

I felt like having our hands locked together but I just couldn't. We were still young, I am not even sure if she felt the same as I did. I just had to let go.

Every day we assemble before going to class. My face keeps redirecting towards her side. I knew nothing could be done but deep down inside of me, I had my head spinning. At some point, we had to change our location which warranted us to change our school too. That was the last time I saw her.

Over the years I hardly found a lady as cool as Chima to me, it's either they are lagging in one aspect or the other. I wish our paths crossed each other again. Would my wishes come to pass?

When I got to the university, I met a lot of people. That's just how it should be, at times you sit with someone today and never even meet with the person till you leave the institution. So I count myself out of falling for any ladies while I am having my studies. Though there are a lot of them, I saw, liked, and wished to be with them.

On a very sunny day, while we were done with lectures, I decided to take my rest under a tree waiting for my friend. While sitting, I got my sight on a lady adjacent to me. My heart skipped immediately. She was just like Chima. Though I couldn’t recall Chima's face again. But she was just my ideal type of woman. I couldn’t take my eyes off her. Not until my friend tapped me from behind so we could go home. I was still staring at her, trying to mark her face and maybe do something to get her identity.

Days passed by, and I had already forgotten about her, I took my mind off so I could focus on my studies, not until our final year, we were divided into departments and given our supervisors. We were to report to our supervisor that day, and then we all gathered at the given time.

It's been a long time since I got my heartbeat so fast as it happened that very day. I saw that same lady reporting to my supervisor too. We were both under the same supervisor. Wow! I was so happy. I knew that was just a heavenly chance for me to speak to her.

Yeah, we attended lectures and at some point started our project work together. I couldn’t take my eyes off her, especially when she came closer to me and looked me in the eyes. I must feel like I have a brain reset.

Astonishingly beautiful. I felt she kind of had a mutual feeling for me too. But that was hard to tell. We got so close to the extent that whenever we make calls to discuss we gist a lot for hours. I liked her. Some of my mates even asked me to propose to her.

I felt we would have some more time together maybe after school till I got a balance, but I was just winding myself. A few months after we had our convocation ceremony I got an invitation card from her for her wedding ceremony. I didn’t attend. Even if I was lucky, I still wouldn’t attend it. It took me a month to heal.