Must Read: Evergreen Memories - Season 1 - Episode 10

7 years ago

Must Read: Evergreen Memories - Season 1 - Episode 10

Did he really meant it could last for years. Well, not for Basheer, I hoped.

He took me to the ICU to see Basheer after spending a little time talking to him. He said it’ll do me no good seeing Basheer in this state as it could affect me seriously.

“I learnt you guys were very close”, he had said.

“From what I heard from your father, seeing him in this state could really affect you negatively, So I suggest you stay at home while he is still here”, he advised
He was right because seeing Basheer in that state makes me feel as if am losing it.
But I can’t stay away from him, I thought.

I drove back to school, it was already after 2 when I got there so I went to the mosque, said my Zuhr (afternoon) prayers before checking on our co-ordinator again. He was in this time around, so I collected my form and left.

I was starving by now so I went in search of something to eat.

I went to my favourite restuarant on campus, It was Mama’s kitchen, ordered for my food and waited while the waitress brought it. I was eating when Azizah called, she said she was already in the lecture venue, so I told her I’ll meet her there in some minutes. I finished up and paid my bills then drove back to Yaradua hall 1.

I found Azizah seated in the front row, there was an empty seat by her side and I knew it was mine. I walked up to where she was, told her I was going to pray as it was only 3:30pm, I had close to 30 minutes before the lecture started.

The lecture which lasted for about 2 hours was quite interesting, we learnt so many things concerning our industrial training and various questions were asked.

“The lecture was really helpful”, I said to Azizah as we walked out of the hall.

“Am glad I didn’t missed it”, I confessed.

” Yeah, it was and am glad too”, she answered smiling.

“I’ll see you tomorrow”, I said as she walked towards her car.

“Okay, take care, bye”, she replied as I walked down to where I parked my car.

“Where have you been?”, my mum asked as I entered into the sitting room. She knew my lectures never get that late, maybe she was worried thinking I have been in the hospital all this while.

“We had a lecture concerning our industrial training”, I told her.

“How was your day”, I asked
“It was fine, did you go the hospital today?”, she asked as I sat down
“Yes”, I replied, keeping what Dr. Imran said a secret.

“Your father and I will be going there later”
“Okay, let me freshen up, I had a long day”, I said as I headed to my room.

I had taken my bath and said my magrib (late evening) prayers when my mum came into the room asking me if I would go with them the hospital, I answered in the negative.

I still remembered my conversation with Dr. Imran. She told me they would be leaving soon and they may be late so I shouldn’t wait up for them. I settled down after she left to read through a copy of the notes I got from Azizah, it was for the lecture I missed yesterday.

I found it to be very boring and I wasn’t concentrating, so I dropped the notes and la!d down on my bed. I was trying to sleep when my phone rang. It was Adam.

“Assalamu alaikum”, I greeted him as I accepted the call.

“Wa alaiki salam”, he answered.

“The friend ( still trying to micmic Basheer), I just called to inform you I just arrived Kano, how is Basheer feeling”, he asked.

I sighed then replied;
“It’s getting worse”.

For once, I had to admit Basheer was not getting any better. I told him the situation at hand and he promised to go and see him immediately.

“I don’t think they will let you in if you go alone, why don’t you wait till morning then we shall all go together”, I advised
“His parents are coming too, their flight would land early tomorrow morning”, I told him
“Okay, no problem. Thank you”, he said
We said our goodbyes and ended the call.

I heard the Azaan for Isha (Night) prayers so I went to the bathroom, performed ablution and said my prayers. I kept praying for Basheer in every prostration I made.

The time was 9:45 pm and my parents were not back yet. I wasn’t worried as my mum had told me they might be late.

I went to the kitchen to get something light for dinner.

I retired to my room afterwards, changed to my nightie and lied down to sleep. I was so tired that I slept off almost immediately.

I woke up late the next morning. I had slept off after saying my fajr (dawn) prayers only to wake up at 10:15 am. My heart was still heavy and breaking as I went to take my bath.

“These two days has been the most dreadful of my life”, I thought as I looked at myself in the mirror. My eyes were abit swollen and my head ached.

I was dressed in my casual wears as I came out to the sitting room as I had no lectures until later in the day. Both my parents had gone to work as the house was silent. I ate my breakfast and returned back to my room.

My phone was ringing as I entered and it was my dad. He called to tell me Basheer’s parents have arrived and they are all on their way to the hospital. I called Adam after ending my dad’s call to inform him to get ready so we can go to the hospital. He said he was ready and would pick me up in a few minutes.

I changed and waited for Adam, he came in less than half an hour.

Unlike Basheer, Adam was short, chubby and he wasn’t that good-looking.

They were as different as a Mango and a lemon.
Adam kept asking me about things as we drove, and just like Basheer, he sure knows how to cheer up a girl.

“You really know your ways with a girl”, I had told him on our way.

“I learnt it from Basheer”, He said smiling
I laughed as I knew he was joking.

“Basheer don’t like girls that much, I wonder how you guys get along with each other” he continued and I laughed again.

“That’s because I am different from the rest”, I teased him.