PART 3
Two days after she got back to school, he
called….He was as charming as can be and tried to make up for the almost
disastrous date. She had played calm that day and managed to go along with his
friends political charades, but she made up her mind that she was not going to
be involved in this sham called an arranged relationship. She had ignored his
calls until she left the country, and promptly deleted his number before she
changed her sim card.
Her friends; Tonia and Rachel had inundated
her with information about their amazing holidays in the Caribbean’s. She drank
in their excitement, but knew that was not the life for her. She had never been
about casual dates and fast parties, she knew she had the looks and could
easily fit into the cycle, but she wanted something deeper, which at this
moment she didn’t think was coming any time soon, she sighed and carried on with
her activities before the call came….
How are you doing sweetie his voice came
alive with a drawl, she was taken aback by his self confidence. She quickly
composed herself when she realized he was the one; how did you get my number? I
have my sources he said with a laugh. She knew it must have been her mum or
maybe her unrelentless matchmaker of a Dad. She cut the call short with the
pretext of running late for classes, but he was resilient! The next day he
called again and then the day after that, by the end of the second week, he had
worn her resistance out with his persistence.
At the end of the month when he flew in to
see her, she knew her Father had won. She felt good that he had chased her
persistently although her concern about his brashness didn't stop, but what did
it matter; she was having the best of both worlds….. She was in Dad’s good
books, and she had a man that seemed to hang on her every word, howbeit a bit pretentious
she thought, but quickly swept it away.
Henry’s world was totally different from what
she bargained for; she found herself shuttling back and forth between school
and different parts of the world to attend business and political events with
him. She couldn't remember the last time she read a book or picked up a pen to
write a sentence. His life was on a different pedestal. The only compensation
she had was that her law knowledge seemed to help her stay at par with the
discussions. Sometimes she wished she could disappear into a corner and not be
part of what she considered not so relevant… but Henry was always the perfect
companion, he knew how to make her feel at ease and his sense of humor helped make
boring situations interesting.
He seemed to have only one weak spot; or weak
reaction to a human being; He always seemed uncomfortable around the Eastern
Senator’s wife. He seemed to stutter around her or so she noticed the few times
they had met her at events. Mrs. Kwesi on the other hand was extra nice to her,
always complimenting her about her looks and figure. She could swear that her
comments had sexual undertones………… She casually mentioned it to Henry once, but
he quickly dismissed it as a mere joke.
THREE YEARS
LATER
The graduation party was over the top. Her mother
out did herself this time she thought with a smile. She would have been totally
annoyed by the opulence if she didn't know that she knew her intentions were
good. She noticed Tonia and Rachel whispering with excitement in a corner and
walked up to them but was surprised that they quickly straightened their
expression. What’s up girls? Nothing much, we were just admiring that handsome
guy over there. She shook her head in disbelieve. She never envisaged they
would still be her friends after all these years. They had remained fun
seeking, happy go lucky ladies. She could have sworn that their admission into
Harvard was influenced by their parent’s wealth….. The good part of the
friendship was that they seemed to get along well with Henry IV and his crew.
She looked around for him and wondered where
he had disappeared to, their relationship had had a lot of tension in recent
times; she was getting bored of their high octane lifestyle and was beginning
to desire a different path. She knew
that marriage should be in the cards now, as her Dad had been hinting
unashamedly in the last 6 month, but she was not sure she wanted to, or maybe
not him…. Hello my sweet angel, she felt him grab her from behind. She turned
and faced him in annoyance, but once again, his smile melted her defenses. He
always had that effect on her.
He quickly pulled her towards the band stand
and took the microphone from the singer, she turned to look at her friends, and
from the vivid excitement on their faces, she knew what was about to happen. Her
heart sank a bit, they had not spoken deeply about their future, but she knew
she could not afford to embarrass her parents in such a public event, so she
put on her best face and played along……….
He made a long speech praising her many
virtues, it was quite nice, but in her dreams she had imagined the proposal
from her beloved would come in a private special place, not in front of 300
guests. She smiled when he went on one knee and brought out the ring; as
expected it was nothing short of perfection-a perfect combination of 5 carat
diamond with a massive emerald stone. No wonder her mum had insisted she wore
the green dress, she would rather have preferred the lilac one as the shade was
softer and she thought it suited her more, but her mum had been overtly
persuasive, she now knew the reason as she starred appreciatively at the ring that
had just been placed on her finger, which complimented her dress perfectly.
Her father promptly took the microphone and
congratulated them with a perfect speech she was sure he had rehearsed several
times the day before. She was quickly swept into the embrace of her mum and her
friends and every one began to dance.
The day could not have been more perfect she
thought as she walked to the rest room to ease herself. She heard a faint cry,
and almost ignored it, but it got a bit louder and then the voice was muffled
by another. She changed direction and walked towards the room. Something seemed
to urge her on, so she walked faster, but kept her footsteps quiet. She lifted
the curtain and saw them…. Now she finally understood all the years of discomfort
and why he always behaved funny around her.
N.B: In life we
find ourselves fighting with decisions about whether to compromise or not. Sometimes
these decisions are made subtly, in our subconscious; when we choose the path
of least resistance or when we decide to go with the flow, we begin to settle
and sometimes compromise on things or values that are important to us. Have you
taken the path of least resistance lately?
PART 4
She watched them kissing for several seconds
before she reacted; she was shocked, not by catching Henry IV and Mrs. Kwesi
together, but by how passionate the embrace was and the anguish she saw in Mrs.
Kwesi’s closed eyes. Now she knew why Henry was always uncomfortable around
her, she berated herself for not figuring it out! She had been too caught up
with her studies and trying to balance the intricacies of Henry’s lifestyle,
that she had missed the fact that he had never been passionate towards her. He
had been sweet and charming in an almost sisterly manner, she had thought he didn’t
want to behave inappropriately towards her because of her Father, she could
have listened to her instincts……..
She cleared her throat and made sure they saw
her and walked out immediately. She was devastated, but she felt strangely
satisfied by the fact the she had seen Henry IV speechless for the first time
since they met. He was not going to charm his way out of this one. She ran to
her car, switched off her phone and drove for a long time. It was the longest
drive she had taken by herself. But it was a very liberating experience.
She drove to the next state and checked into
a hotel with another name. She wept herself to sleep that night and the next
night. Then decided that weeping would not do her good any more. By the third
day, she switched on her phone and quickly sent her mum a text. She knew the
woman would have almost died of worry. She had seen her immediately spring into
action even before her graduation party was over, with plans for the wedding. The
woman was amazing; she could have been a great event planner if she had not
decided to stay in the shadow of her husband. Several messages came in immediately
but she decided not to read any of them. She told her mum she was fine, but
needed time to herself and if she wanted more details, she could speak to
Henry.
She switched her phone back off and stayed in
the room for one week. It was a time to for reflection………. She remembered how
it all started over four years ago. She had been young and naive. Her novels
had been her favorite companion. She has filled herself with so much romantic
notions that even when she saw the signs with Henry, she did not pay attention.
She wanted it to be real, just like in her books. But deep down, she knew she
was not so gullible, but the perception of being in her father’s good books had
overshadowed her sensitivity. What had started as a charade had become her
reality.
Just last week after her graduation, she had
proudly ridden with her Father to his law firm, he had introduced her as the
newest junior partner, and she was finally living ‘the’ dream. Now lying on the
bed in this room, she wondered whose dream it was now. She took solace in writing
in the notebook the hotel had so kindly provided in the room. She had not written
anything that was not school work in years and it felt really good….
At the end of the week, she knew it was time
to go back, but she had decided to find her own path in life and stop living
with the fear of displeasing her father. If he really loved her, he would want what’s
best for her she thought vehemently.
EPILOGUE
It had been a tug of war when she arrived
home. Her mother had been sympathetic to her. Apparently Henry IV had told them
he had a causal affair with Mrs. Kwesi, but it was ‘nothing serious’. Her mum told
her that was how men were, but they would always come back home to their wives
in the end. She could not believe her mum, but was more shocked by her Father’s
insistence that the engagement and wedding had to go on.
She had never realized how much his political
ambition and desire for power had blinded his heart, so much so that he was ready to pawn his
daughter for favor with the Chief of staff. She tried to play along with them, but the
sight of Henry was repulsive to her. She gave him back the ring to the dismay
of her Dad. He applied all forms of emotional black mail, but she stood her
ground until he told her that she would not have a place in his firm, if she
did not marry Henry.
It had been devastating for her to leave the
firm, but this time, she knew she was making a decision for the greater good. She
also decided to move back abroad, as it would be difficult to live with her parents
after all that transpired. For the first time in her life, she was going to be
her own woman; maybe she would even write and publish a book like she always
dreamed……
THE END
What’s the
point of this story: By writing this story, I hope to challenge the reader to ask themselves
the following questions:
1.
Who influences your life’s decisions?
2.
Whose dream are you living?
3.
What are you compromising to by taking the path of least
resistance?
4.
Do you love yourself and believe in yourself enough to find your
own path?
Stay Empowered,
Tale