HOW THE SON OF MALLAM BASHIR, A HERDSMAN AND A RELIGIOUS SCHOLAR FELL IN LOVE WITH THE NIGERIAN PRESIDENT DAUGHTER “HANAN BUHARI
He is Abdullahi bashir
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He also a staff of Koode Radio free answer journalist.
Love is always a little silly it create magic, Love is an experience which bullies and brusies the heart, he never believed in “falling “I was amazed when he do and when he have to fall he’d rather it be in Hanan’s arms.
He tried to ignore his feelings towards her but after a while they came back, slapped him in the face and said” you love her idiot, do something about it before its too late so he did and now he don’t have to pretend anymore. The feeling of longing is overwhelming, I wish you could feel how his heart yearns for hanan, For the first time she caught his attention, he saw her pictures snapping pictures in bauchi which she is doing her job with full of pleasure and passion as a photographer, he was extremely amazed and it seems unique as a daughter of northern (a hausa\fulani) playing the role of a photographer with emphasizing passion in it, in the northern part it was extremely unique. That was what attract him the most, He was impress by her , he was extremely surprise when he go through her biography and he discovered she was the daughter of the president which he never anticipate it, he looked into his background and hers Even he knows it kinda impossible, He gave a deep thought about it and what push him and give him courage was he observe hanan as a humble lady, a lady with self esteem and integrity despite her father was a president of a country she choose photoshoot as a career and it obvious her way of life through social media treating everyone of her fan with respect, indeed he was fantasies by her character. He was carried away and everything was definitely moving fast, he was not living his life;life was living him. He thought the feelings was probably brewed in his heart which he can’t help it, He started following her through all social media by all means, he was dry and tense when he saw her activities extremely surprised by her timeline. He stared back at her profile with a calm love. Whenever He remember her background, his fear sometimes overwhelmed him, froze him. He unwrapped his mind from his body, seperated The two, while he stare at her timeline, pressing himself into reality, luxuriating in how close and connected she was to the high standard, then he become afraid because his memory became clear;he remembered the low level of his background, the one who mumbled something about him Before he stiffened. And, after the thought, everything became new, he looked at her profile over and over, he touched his own skin and thought of its decay. That stunned him into barrel of silence, indeed I was afraid and at the same time felt for him as if he we’re about to turn a corner and be flattened by tragedy. He went to spend a week in Abuja because when he thought of visiting often he may be luckily to meet her some day, It didn’t matter that he might not see her her but still hoping to meet her someday. He glanced at himself with pity, perhaps he was the type that doesn’t care for love, he wished he could meet her about his feelings, he wanted to tell her, because he was intrested in her background and wealth, because he did not care for it. He did not care of any of her worldly gains. He sent so many poems and am unsure which has reached her. He think constantly in her, his love is much improved, he is hoping her to send a word back, in the following days, days filled with dark gaps of time, what will he do when the heart follows love? When he can’t really get away? Once he tried to hold back, the feelings he can’t help it. He did not entirely understand, a livid in his eyes, as if he could not believe he fall as a victim in the world of love, he felt there was nothing he could have done to get her attention but He is ready to sacrifice the amethyst and treasured he have of been pullo his valued treasure which is the cow as her dowry, the fula inherit richness from cow and its the values of the fulanis, he decided to offer 150 cows as her dowry if the president could give her hand in marriage, indeed the love is true since he can sacrifice his valued treasure as a dowry. As days passed he keep pushing harder hoping one day she will hear him out but everything remain the same , it felt surreal, when he saw the engagement news about hanan, he sank to his kness indeed all hope was lost, placed his forehead on the ground, and wrapped his hands around his head, as if to shield himself from something that would fall from above, as if it we’re the only position he could adopt to absorb Hanan’s lost. He wondered if he had imagined the easy addiction he had with her as a bond, he was receiving messages after messages about the news of hanan wedding, he smile and said that’s what has fate is stored for me. I wish I met her once that was his last thought before giving up on hanan. He thought of love as the condition when another ‘s happiness is essential to your own, the more his faith has leaked away, he had to forget her and move on, it all made sense and when he looked into his self, he had felt for the first time a deep hate for himself. He thought something nice sounding and facile : grief was the celebration of love, those who could feel real grief were lucky to have loved. But it was not grief that he lost hanan, it was greater than grief. It was stranger than grief and he felt as if they were all scratching desperate fingernails on a hard, scarred wall, he is not burning memory his memory is inside him, everything is ended he was happy for her extremely happy because she will be happily married to the love of her life, He gave out 50 treasure Amethyst of the fula which is cows as a contribution to her wedding. Indeed love is when the other person’s happiness is more important than your own.“`