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The Man Behind My Misery – Story
|The Man Behind My Misery – Story by Editor: 12:00 am On February 13, 2017|
WASSCE JUNE 1988 ENGLISH LANGUAGE 1 THEORY QUESTION
Can I ever forget that birthday party of my fiance?
It was during the birthday celebration of David Frank, my first love that I met a young businessman who won my heart over with enticing material gifts, catapulted me to the top of the world, promised me an uninterrupted bliss in America, made me to jilt the man who really cared for me and later dumped me in eternal misery. I met this devil incarnate of a man called Ibrahim Gado on Saturday the 4th of December 1987 in my lover's party. Mr Gado happened to be one of those early friends of Mr Frank. They both went to the same school. While Mr. Frank finished his high school and went to college, Mr. Gado left for abroad half way in the high school. He went to America where he claimed to have begun his business activities.
While my fiance whom I met during his national youth service year was still adjusting to his first post-service job, Mr. Gado was moving in and out of the country on business trips. He was bringing in a variety of articles - shoes, wears, second-hand cars, electric appliances and cameras. He Has two flashy cars for his personal use. He was obviously in money. Indeed he was a dream man of most young ladies.
During the party, he saw me and made passes at me. I politely told him that the celebrant, who incidentally was his friends was my fiance and that we were planning marriage in a year's time. He smiled and gave me his business contact address while he said: "we human beings are always looking for better life partners."
On my way to work the following day, he saw me and later drove me to the office and promised to come around again during break time to take me out for lunch. I felt he was only being nice. During this lunch time when two of us were together, he brought expensive wines and dishes. He went ahead to reveal all the secrets my fiance had allegedly revealed to him about his plans for me. He said among all other things that Mr. Frank would not marry me and that he wanted only to use and dump me later. He opened his briefcase and brought out passport and visa with my names on them. He told me that I would travel with him to America in two days' time and I should not tell Frank because he would do everything to disturb me.
We got to America safely with few travelling bags. He became very fond of me and treated me like a queen, he bought a variety of things for me. After six months in America, he bought some shoes and dresses in a large cargo and directed me to deliver them to one Alhaji in Lagos. Unknown to me one of the boxes I carried, contained some parcels of d***s which he sold and made money from. I was arrested at the airport for concealing hard d***s in cargo. While I was awaiting trial, a letter came to me via a mysterious source telling me that I was not lucky the second time around. The letter revealed that the man I travelled with was not Ibrahim Gado but Jide Abayomi and that my Mr. Frank never revealed anything to him.
For a lady who in 2016 was a little over 27 years of age to discover now she is without a husband, child, a career, a future, an ex- convict, faces a bleak future, could be quite terrifying. I cannot indeed fail to remember the one behind these miseries: I wish I had never met the man - Ibrahim Gado or Jide Abayomi.
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