I don't know what brought me back to this blog after so many years....I guess the older I get, the more responsibilities I have and I can afford less and less time for such pass-times. So here I found something I wrote some years back and I decided to post it.
It was at the Main Campus cafeteria. Our eyes locked. I starred on. He looked away. I remarked to myself....black Africans rarely have such brown eyes...then I scolded myself. Why am I looking at such a young lad? Probably he is just an undergrad. Who is interested in young lads anyway? I continued munching on my fries, lost in my thoughts.
A tray was placed on my table. I looked up. It was him! Damn him! I don't like small boys trying to hook me up. "Mind if I join you?," He asked. "Why not?" I answered. As straight faced as I could muscle. He looked into my face. I guess he expected me to look away. But I gazed on. Thinking to myself...I don't loose small battles baby! His friend had just settled at the next table. I noticed as they communicated though their eyes. He got a little bit confused. Probably he had not expected to be invited at my table. His friend was waiting. He profusely apologized for not joining me...and proceeded to join his friend.
Moments later, and probably an appropriate excuse to his friend, he brings back his tray to my table. "Will you still allow me to join you?" He asks. "My offer still stands," I reply.
It was at the Main Campus cafeteria. Our eyes locked. I starred on. He looked away. I remarked to myself....black Africans rarely have such brown eyes...then I scolded myself. Why am I looking at such a young lad? Probably he is just an undergrad. Who is interested in young lads anyway? I continued munching on my fries, lost in my thoughts.
A tray was placed on my table. I looked up. It was him! Damn him! I don't like small boys trying to hook me up. "Mind if I join you?," He asked. "Why not?" I answered. As straight faced as I could muscle. He looked into my face. I guess he expected me to look away. But I gazed on. Thinking to myself...I don't loose small battles baby! His friend had just settled at the next table. I noticed as they communicated though their eyes. He got a little bit confused. Probably he had not expected to be invited at my table. His friend was waiting. He profusely apologized for not joining me...and proceeded to join his friend.
Moments later, and probably an appropriate excuse to his friend, he brings back his tray to my table. "Will you still allow me to join you?" He asks. "My offer still stands," I reply.
