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  • Tears Of Love (Mono And The Blind Girl) (Episode 2)

    Tears Of Love (Mono And The Blind Girl) (Episode 2)

    Tears Of Love Mono And The Blind Girl Episode 2

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    👩‍❤️‍👨 Tears Of Love Mono And The Blind Girl Episode Two: 💞

    I dropped my camera and looked at her, but the view wasn’t that clear.
    So, I used my camera to get a proper view of this young girl.
    There’s no doubt, she was really beautiful but the beauty was hiding inside.

    I snapped her some pictures and then decided to go on my way, that was went I realized that this beautiful girl was actually Blind and couldn’t see.

    I didn’t pay enough attention, I just continue snapping my pictures as go my own way.

    The next day again, I came through that particular area, because the weather was actually good at that side and birds normally gather around an open field there.

    I saw the same young girl sitting down alone by herself, that got me wondering, ” how can a blind girl be sitting down by herself in such a remote place?”

    I decided to go and asked her, even though it was non of my business, I still believed I may be of any help if she happened to be looking for one.

    ” Hello! I voice out
    ” Who is it? She asked rising her eyes
    ( she wasn’t even wearing any classes, you can only see the white colors in her eyes)

    ” May i have a sit first? I asked.
    She: please, who are you?
    Me: they call me Angel.
    She; you mean Angel like Angel Gabriel?

    I broke into a kind of serious laughing that made her laugh out as well.

    Me; yeah, something similar to that.
    May I sit down now, I asked again.

    “Sure she said” moving herself a bit away from me.

    Me: ” Hmmm! not bad, I voice out.
    She : what do you mean, ” not bad”.
    Me: I have been wondering, why you enjoy staying here alone by yourself.

    She: it’s not that I enjoy staying here alone by myself, but there is nothing for me to do and this place seems comfortable.

    Me; don’t you have friends?
    You can spend some time with your friends and they can come over here with you as well.

    She: of course I do have some friends, but everyone has something doing.
    In the morning they all go to school and in the afternoon they all have things to do, only in the evening they are free.

    I pretty UNDERSTAND her situation and why she had to stay there everyday by herself untill evening time.
    Although her English was very poor, I still could tell how fast her brain works.

    Me : ” Then can I be your new friend?
    She smiled,” why do you want to be my friend, Don’t you have something doing?

    Me: I am just as you are, my friends are busy people and I don’t go to school.
    She; are you Blind as well?
    Me: Noo…….
    She: then you are not like me, you have to go to school.
    Me: can’t we be friends then?
    She just smiled and didn’t say anything.

    Me ; I don’t even know my new friend’s name.
    We both laughed out loud….
    She ; they call me Favour..
    Me: Favour! Favour! Favour. I repeat that again and again.
    She laughed out loud and then asked me, why I keep repeating the name.
    I told her that, the name sounds great, I love the name”Favour”.

    We spent some time there together talking, laughing and smiling, when it was finally evening, I escort her back home.

    I walked her to the door way(gate) of their compound and stopped there, ” good bye, I will see you tomorrow”. I said smiling.
    She rise her hands waving bye bye as well.

    Her mom saw the both of us and how Favour was smiling non stopped.
    ” He has already left, stop waving your hands on air. Her mom said.

    ” Who is this handsome young man that you have been waving at him non stop?.
    Favour smiled out, ” he is my new friend”.

    Her mother, you mean your boyfriend???
    “Noo…… Mama, my friend not boyfriend.

    Her mother break into another stage of laughter, this one you are saying,” Nooo….. making it long😂😂.

    Ooh…. Mama stop it nah, they all started laughing out loud as they moved inside.

    TO Be Continued

  • Tears Of Love (Mono And The Blind Girl) (Episode 1)

    Tears Of Love (Mono And The Blind Girl) (Episode 1)

    Tears Of Love Mono And The Blind Girl Episode 1

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    👩‍❤️‍👨 Tears Of Love Mono And The Blind Girl Episode One: 💞

    Life is full of different people, different colors and Different desires..
    People are never satisfied with what they have and they all want to gather enough for themselves and for their enjoyment.

    I came to a stage of decision making in my life, ” what actually is the best thing for me to do as I live on this Earth?.

    I have everything I need to eat and drink, but there are so many people out there who don’t have a single thing to eat.

    I came to realize why Solomon said “everything is vanity and there is nothing that last forever.”

    So I decided to just go on my life like a free wind moving around and doing good to people who really needed help, I believe that will be the good thing that I will behind me the day I died.

    It will be far more better then gathering material possession and later living it for someone unknown.

    So, I went to one neighborhood and found an old woman who stayed alone in her house, people don’t want to rent a room in her compound because of how dirty the place was.

    Not like the others, I meet her and asked her for a room, I want to rent a room there in the compound.

    The old woman was surprised, because no one want to stay in the compound with her and she can’t move away from her own home.

    She showed me around and was trying to clean the place, but I told her that it was okay, I can do it on my own.

    I didn’t just clean my room, I took 2 day’s to clean the whole compound and clearing out the grasses.

    The compound became clean and beautiful and that made the old woman happy, all she has for me was a cup a water…

    ” My dear, you have work enough already, have some water she said.
    ” Thank you Grandma,” I voice out.

    I got the cup of water from her and drank, she was happy to see me drinking her water.

    After 3 days of staying in that compound I realized something, ” the old woman was also a human being and every human being need another in order to be happy.

    Happiness itself required people, because you can’t just be happy without other people being involved.

    Since I knew that she was lonely, I decided to start communicating with her and spend some time together with her, and of course that worked out perfectly.

    She opened up to me and told me about herself, you won’t believe it, ” she was a mother of FIVE (5) living adults. ( Her children are alive)

    But because they all left her each one struggling with his/her desire they left their old woman ( mother) behind with no one to take care of her.

    I said to myself, one day if they happen to die, are they not going to send their bodies back home? Who will bury them?
    Their old woman (mother). This is an evil thing.

    After telling me her story, I said to her Surprisedly, ” can I be your son then?
    ” She was surprised and asked me, ” why do you want to be my son when my own children left me?

    ” Because I need a mother, I said while smiling.
    She couldn’t resist my smiles.
    ” You are such a blessing,” she said smiling.

    From that day on our relationship became like that of a mother and son, the compound got a lot of tenant and they believed I was her her real son.

    Everyone could see her happiness, people could see how excited she was, because she was no longer lonely.

    During my free times, I normally walked around the neighborhood snapping pictures of births and other things that got me interested.

    One afternoon as I was about snapping a picture, I saw a young girl of about 18years sitting under a tree alone by herself.

    I saw her through my camera and the wind was blowing her hairs to give me just a perfect view.

    I dropped my camera and looked at her, but the view was a bit far from where I was standing.

    So, I used my camera, there’s no doubt, she was looking beautiful even though she was covered in dirty.

    To Be Continued