Must Read: Evergreen Memories - Season 1 - Episode 9

7 years ago

Must Read: Evergreen Memories - Season 1 - Episode 9

“Let me go and freshen up, I hope you will come out for dinner”, she said standing.

“Yes, see you at dinner”, I answered as she left the room.

My Mum was right, as a muslim I have to accept the good and the bad, and I have learnt never to question my Allah, I thought as I slipped into my clothes.

I retired to my room as soon as dinner was over after saying goodnight to my parents.
I had a long day and I needed to rest.

The time was 12:45am, I have been lying for more than 3 hours but I still couldn’t sleep.

Had it been Basheer was well, we would have been chatting by now, I thought.

I felt better when I woke up the next morning.
I couldn’t go back to sleep after saying my fajr (dawn) prayers. It was 7:45am when I got up from my bed, took my bath and got ready to go out, I had decided to go for my lectures then go and see Basheer later in the day.

I met my Dad on my way out in the sitting room.
He dropped the newspaper he was reading as soon as he saw me.

“Good morning, Baba”, I greeted kneeling down.

“Good morning, Na’imah”, he answered smiling.

“Am off to school”, I told him as I stood up.

“Basheer’s parents are on their way, they boarded a flight just a few hours ago. They’ll be here early tomorrow morning”, he explained.

“Okay, Allah ya kawo su lafiya (I wish them Allah’s safety throughout their trip)”, I replied.

“Take care of yourself”, he advised going back to his reading.

I looked in my mum’s room and found her still asleep so I headed out.

I went straight to my class as soon as I parked my car in the parking space meant for students.

“It is suprising how life can change for someone within a short period of time”, I said to myself.

The lecture started as soon as I settled down giving my friends no chance of asking me what was wrong with me as I looked a little bad and the ever-lively Na’imah was silent that morning.

The lecture was boring as I kept glancing at my wristwatch every minute. My mind was not with the lecturer as I was faraway thinking of how Basheer was coping. The voice of the lecturer brought me back to life as he called it a day. Finally it has ended. I was ready to leave when Azizah caught up with me.

“Hey, what’s up with you?” she asked
“I am fine, why?” I replied
“You didn’t attend any of your lectures yesterday and you didn’t give me any explanation for that. And here you are telling me you are fine”, She complained
“I am fine”, I repeated
She knew how much I hated questioning but I could see it in her eyes that she didn’t believe me. But she let it go
“Well, our Industrial training request forms are ready, the co-ordinator started giving them out yesterday and there’ll be a lecture to guide us on how to go about everything”, she explained as I stared at her.

“Okay, I will make sure I get mine. What time is the lecture?”, I asked
“I think by 4-6pm in the Yar’adua Hall 1, She answered giving me the details.

“Okay, I will come but am not promising you I’ll be here”, I said standing
“No Problem, are you going somewhere now?” she asked following me out of the lecture hall.

“Yes, I am going to check on our co-ordinator to get my IT request form”, I replied.

“We don’t have any other lecture, do we?” I asked
“No, we don’t, just the IT guidance lecture by 4″, She reminded me.

“Yeah, I will see you then”, I said going past our department block to where I parked my car.

Azizah was my friend and coursemate.

She was a friendly-looking girl but could be annoying sometimes. She was very hardworking and never missed any lecture or information, that was why I relied on her always. I checked on our co-ordinator to collect a copy of my form but his office was locked, I glanced at my wristwatch, it was after 12, Maybe he went for a lecture or meeting, I thought. So I left and headed for the hospital.

I walked up to Dr. Imran’s office as soon as I arrived at the hospital. I had to wait for a few minutes as he was seeing some other patients.

I went in as he finished with them.

“Good afternoon Doctor”, I greeted him as I sat down smiling
“Good afternoon Na’imah”, he smiled back looking at me.

“How are you today?” he asked
“Am fine, thank you”, I answered.

“How is Basheer?”, I asked
“He is doing fine”, he answered then added, “I checked on him this morning, he’s in no danger, lets just hope he wakes up as soon as possible”.

“For how long does a coma normally last?”, I asked him
“It may last for days, weeks or even years”, he said
My heart was beating fast now!!!