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Sunday, 18 February 2018

Fingerprinting Relatives For Security


     A Breath of Fresh Air is the feeling I get, when I am where I want to be.
This Year is Different no doubt, I can feel it.
Everything is Fired up, I can smell it. My emotions are stronger and every sound is intense, yes I can taste it. This morning is especially cold and every soft wind hits me I can see it. Just know You are not alone, he whispers, I can hear him. My beautiful Breath of Fresh Air....

   Victory Is waking up to the sound of his voice. It is when I take several steps forward and I am far away from hurt and pain. It is when I see a happy couple touch and I smile without thinking the worse.
It is when I review all I have done And I am going back to the drawing board, getting back and taking control of my time.
It is me, having goals for the next five years And sharing my life truthfully And loving who I am. Accepting what I've lost as I smile at that couple I would never knows, as their touch spewed out many splinters of emotional connections. It is a real connection they share and send out to one another. That they are friends and share a bond and trust each other. Such a rare sight but beautiful bond many who even show sexual connections can't fake. That bond shown in an innocent touch, a brush of fingertips on the face. A rare connection.
Alan saw it too and we stared at the couple at the beach, making us want what they have.
The aroma of roasted and grilled stake made me turn to him.
'When last were you here?'
'Probably a beach party in my teenage years or a party in my university days... I can't place it'
'I was here last year, guess who was flirting with me?'
'Don't tell me', I grumbled.
'She was, but we spent too much time talking about you, it was not...'
 Alan was shaking his head and I was laughing hysterically.
'I haven't seen you two...'
'We are no longer close, she is too much work for me'
'I think she thinks you are'
'She feels it's so one sided...'
'What is?'
'Your Friendship'
'She said the day she stops trying, you won't even miss her...'
'I miss the craziness but I can live without it'
'She misses you'
'You talk?'
'More than necessary'
 I chuckled and then eat my stake in silence, until I got a call from Ashabi.

 That was like on Valentine's Day, today I still did not believe my ears and I insisted that I hear it all straight from the horse's mouth.

 Ajoke had this beautiful combination of unique bespoke perfume and new things. The sweet smell of shopping in exclusive shops, I miss it. Her trip was perfect and she hands me a beautiful one off made bag, my Valentine's day gift from her. I kissed it and hugged the brown leather massive bag.
It was perfect and Bala got me custom made fabric in my unique color wheel. I hugged him and thanked him. Bala was practical like that and I made for them unique throw pillows in cool champagne colors. Ajoke hated that the interior decorator got her gold throw pillows instead of champagne. And Bala was tired of Ajoke grumbling.
'See, Ajoke this your best friend is practical. She has just solved the problem I have faa'
'Ade, it's true. I was on his case this trip we were on. You are an angel'
'So what did Celine get you?'
'Chocolates and Alan had to take me to the Beach'
'A Beach Party?'
'Mature one'
'So it was good?'
'It was a breath of fresh air'
 We hugged.
'Now tell me about Fingerprinting Relatives For Security...'

 This I had to hear...

**"ADE'S JOURNAL" Season 3 Episode 2**
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Adebusola Ukayat Elegbede is a Playwright and Content creator with a passion for real life challenges. Born in Kaduna state and lives in Lagos Nigeria, she has a passion for story telling from the perspectives of characters in conflicting situations. I started out on the New Writing Project in Nigeria with the British Council Lagos Nigeria and The Royal Court Theatre, Sloane Square U.K. My passion for creating stories led to comic books, television drama's and an online journal on my website (busolaelegbede.com). As part of the WPIC in Stockholm Sweden 2012, the experience has forged life long friends and ignited my passion as a volunteer and advocate for human rights and the United Nations 17 Sustainable Development Goals.

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