Daisha

chapter one :The phone call

DAISHA'S P.O.V
America ARIZONA

As I woke up early in the morning, I felt the cold breeze of America hit my innocent nose.oops!how can I be so careless I just left all the Windows open.Even though the snow was very light today I could feel cold shiver down my spine.I went to my bathroom to freshen up and then came out in a jiffy.
I was wearing my bathrobe when I went to my well made wardrobe imported from Dubai to pick something to wear.

After much deliberation,I decided to wear a pink straight skirt, a kimono blouse and wrapped a black head gear around my head. The only thing left was to pick out a pair of shoes that will go with my outfit among the dozens that were in my shoe rack. I checked my wrist watch and it was already past 9'oclock. Oh my goodness !l squealed because if I don't attend the lectures the lecturer won't give me another handout.

I left a note for my room mate and headed to the car park to pick my "Renault car". I went straight to Johnson Perdy university . It is a place I see as home apart from my home in Nigeria. It is the place where I will pursue my dream of becoming a lawyer. There was a very big reason I changed my course from biochemistry to law. The reason only I knew. Drifting away from my endless thoughts that only brought me sorrow,I parked my car and headed to my department. Some minutes later the lectures   were over and  I was about to go home when I heared a scream

" Daisher".

Before I could turn I saw that annoying somalian guy.I smiled half heartedly and made a move to go to my car when he stopped me.

" I've been talking to you and sending you signals but you didn't answer ".He said in his thick British ascent.
" what do you have to offer nelson".I replied ,when there was no answer from him I left and headed home.

Entering my duplex house which is no longer mine but "ours" ,I knocked the door upstairs and my room mate and best friend opened the door.

" baby doll',so you are back".Jazmin asked after I entered the sitting room

Jazmin is a beautiful and pretty kanuri girl .she is approximately 22 years of age .She is hospitable and sweet even though she's a little bit cheeky with strangers.Jazmin is studying economics in the same university with me. Her dad is well known businessman under the import and export of  and shoes and accessories. To say she  is a movie freak is an understatement. She loves taking selfies now and then. She is also having a huge crush on my makeup kit.

We chatted a lot and retired to watch a movie " persy Jackson and the lighting bulb". Jazmin prepared a Nigerian dish for us claiming we are forgetting home. The meal included tiger nuts milk,banana balls and white moi moi with egusi soup. The food was superb . It was that day that I believed kanuri girls are food experts.

Bringing me out of my thoughts Jazmin began
"How about that somalian boyfriend of yours".
" can you believed he bumped into me today,after I asked him for a reason he called me he kept mute".
Jazmin pouted and replied "oh!my you should have slapped some senses into him".
" I threw her a smirk which was my habit not that I was wicked but she got the message.

I and Jazmin met on my first day in America.I was unhappy the first day I set foot in this city. I sat some miles away from the airport on a wooden chair thinking about what Abba said was awaiting me after my graduation. My eyes were swollen, my lips were dried and my cheeks kept receiving the flow of tears non stop. My face was swollen and my face was as red as a ripe tomato. I never minded about the people watching because I cried out my soul. Suddenly a lady appeared who I thought is a Messiah sent from above. I felt as if she was counting her steps and then approached me with an appealing and breath taking smile
"Hello love" the lady said sending me some glares
I didn't reply but due to her persistence I managed to let my pain out. I never knew I could show any stranger my vulnerable side but her situation was out of question. I saw home in her.she persuaded with me and I gave her the address Abba gave me as my apartment. She took me there and then headed to go home, when I asked her house she told me stayed in a hotel. I asked her if we could stay together and after much deliberation she agreed to stay.

We shared all our little secrets together. Even though she's a little bit older than me,later  we became the best of friends"Suddenly I was out of thought when my phone rang.Jazmin passed the phone to me and I saw the caller ID it was Heena my younger sister.
"Hello ya didi"
"Hi heena how's school and everyone"
"Fine sis .It's just that Abba said you should be home immediately after your graduation because of what you two discussed"
"OK ,I missed you all good bye".

That was all I could manage to say.We retired to our rooms and immediately I entered mine I shut down the lights and bumped onto my king sized bed. The memories of my past kept flowing in my mind . It's only Allah that can ease my pain. After I drenched my pillow with so much tears I fell asleep.

Xxxxxxx
Today is my graduation from the law school many students are dressed indifferent outfits beneath their flowing graduation gowns. I was trying very hard to hide my pain by giving a veryyy wide grin to anyone who comes my way. The graduation was over and everyone was being awarded with certificates and I was also given a certificate of merit by the college chancellor.
I knew what awaited me at home but there is a saying:
" Abinda babba ya hango yaro ko ya hau dutse ba zai gan shi ba (Anything that an elder sees even if a child climbs the tallest hill he will never have a glance of it)".

12:00pm
It is already past 12o'clock and I have to catch up With the flight. I luckily didn't miss the flight and I boarded "Qatar Airways".I kept myself busy reading " the prophet "by kahil Gibran. He is one of my favorite authors. Some minutes later, a pretty, tall and good looking Lady in her early twenties came and served us tea.

The flight was a little bit awkward and when it was time for us to descend from the plane,we were told to tighten our belts and get set. Immediately I stepped down from the plane I sprained my ankle. Suddenly I heard a voice
" Are you okay".Without looking up I replied and said "yes"not knowing what got into me .Even after he left,his strong and breath taking male Cologne stayed in my head

Later on....
I glanced at my siblings waiting anxiously for me. As soon as they saw me they came and gave me a bone crushing hug. To my surprise Abba wasn't with them so Ayman drove us home .The duos tried to include me in their discussion not knowing that I wasn't interested in their so called -discussion. I was amused at how people boarded rickshaws to their various destinations. The fresh scenery of my fatherland blessed with ornamental plants managed to bring a smile to my face.

I really don't know why I kept thinking of that man I didn't have the opportunity to see.some minutes we arrived at a big and eye catchy mansion. I have many questions to ask Abba. As soon as I set foot in the house,my past memories began to flow again.

Hello beautiful angels
How was the chapter so far.I know this chapter is so boring but please do read the others I won't let you down.
Soooo what does Daisha has to face at home. Any guesseszzz

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