FOURTEEN DAYS OF NATURE

Harmattan Blues

THEME: HARMATTAN

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The gust of cold wind hit my body with an intense hatred. I stood my ground as I waited patiently. This is the tenth year waiting for the fulfillment of a promise.

"On my birthday, meet me at the early hours of the morning at our old school. "

You might think I'm a fool for waiting for someone this long. The truth is, when you are caught, you are caught.

My toes were by now freezing over and my fingers were no better. I walked around the neighbourhood just to exercise my stiff body but I knew this year's harmattan has got no chill, at all.

We were best friends, bound by the pact of sisterhood. She was my sunshine and everything I hold dear. It is amazing why I have an unwavering but foolish loyalty to one who left me for others as the years passed by. Her social media photo galleries were proof that no friendship truly lasts. There is time for everyone in one's life and when that time is up, it is up.

I sneezed once and immediately felt a tightness in my chest.

"Get out of the cold." I reprimanded myself.

I sighed and looked ahead. I sneezed again and this time my nose began to run.

Promise or no promise, there was no way I am doing this another year. The person who made that promise when she moved to another country ten years ago no longer exists. She comes home every year around this time and each time, I am ignored like an old collection of ugly childhood toys.

I have done my best and come next year's harmattan, I would have moved on completely from this madness. Friends are meant to meet and part and part to meet. We will meet again but surely, not on her terms.