In the car, driving toward the ocean, I found myself lost in thought: "I'm alone out here in this sharp, solitary space, feeling like a rogue amidst the peasant fears. What does life in this fiction mean when we fake happiness just to stay perched on a high seat while being enslaved to something monstrous? We all battle feelings that leave us hollow, yet we claim to be happy while we wallow.
Who am I without love? What do I look like when filled with hate? Why should rejection weigh heavily on my soul?
My passionate dreams urge my spirit to become conceited in my success, striving to serve through my work. They have returned me to a contemptible state, with no distractions, and a broken voice reflecting my countenance. My love for Mina lasts forever, and my beautiful kids are growing surrounded by love, my whole being aligning with the urges for greatness.
The new chapters of my life are armed with the ammunition needed for the journey ahead, targeting what lies on the path to greatness. The foreseeable future is clear, and my plans are the cartridges for the battles to come. I am unafraid of the forces that will come at me. I will face success head-on and dare her to be mine. The unnecessary moments of fear will be conquered by confidence, refusing to let opportunities slip away.
He parked at a shopping mall and stepped out of the car, where he noticed two adorable ladies, one dressed in white and the other in maroon red, staring at him. In his dark suit, he looked sharp but rushed through the entry doors without a glance back. The two ladies followed him into the mall, where he began to shoplift items of his choice. The ladies approached him, clearly intrigued by his demeanour, and one in white picked up a box of chocolates from his shopping cart.
"Hi, good day! Where did you find this?" the lady in white asked politely, offering the box back to him. "Sorry, forgive our manners. Where can I find this?"
Adams noticed their presence just as she extended her hand toward him. "Drop it back in the cart, dear, and go over there to find more," he said frantically, pointing to another aisle.
The lady in maroon red added, "Please don't be offended; your face looks familiar. Do you live around here?"
Adams shrugged casually. "I can't remember, dear," and continued pushing the shopping cart.
"But do you live nearby?" the one in white pressed.
"Why do you care? Are you Howard Stern looking for something?" he replied, uninterested.
The lady in maroon red laughed. "I just want to know."
Adams responded, "Please, which one of you knows me?"
"I do, but I can't remember where from," said the lady in maroon red.
"Can we introduce ourselves?" he asked, intrigued.
"Yes, of course! My name is Safiya, and we live at BD-38 First Avenue, Twine Estate," she said, her voice filling with excitement.
Adams sensed they were up to something and asked, "What about you in white? What's your name?"
"I'm Sabira. We're cousins and live together; we're just out shopping," she replied.
"Great! My name is Adams, and I'm from Heaven. It's nice to meet you both," he said with a smile.
"It's nice meeting you, sir," they replied in unison.
Before parting, the lady in maroon asked for his number, but he politely declined. "Sorry, dear. You are a beautiful woman, a wonderful creature, but I'm married. If I weren't, I would hastily claim you as mine. I appreciate your understanding, but I can't give you my number," he said politely before driving away.
"Damnit! I won't do this again! Look at what you made me do," Sabira exclaimed, clearly frustrated.
Safiya responded, "You don't need to be offended. It isn't that bad; at least you gained some experience. We often reject men who approach us, so we should expect the same from them. Let's finish our shopping and get out of here."
Adams, meanwhile, ravenously gobbled up a biscuit and anxiously opened an orange juice from his shopping bag, gulping it down as he savoured his snack, relieved by the nourishment. "This generation of ladies strips their pride and ego away in desperation. They seem to be trying to make the most of their time. Honestly, I don't know where this world is leading us with all this rejection, grief, and emotional turmoil. Both genders are struggling for survival," he reflected on his encounter with the ladies.
His phone rang; it was Mina. He answered, "Hello, dear, I'm almost home. Is the food ready?"
"Yes! Are you that hungry?" she asked.
"Yes, greatly," he replied.
"Okay, see you soon!"
He played the music in the car at high volume. And it goes like "You give me a sigh of relief, and even in a windy rain, the fresh air fills my lungs. For days, there will be action and wealth, and a man might play with a long set of traps amid the struggles of a good life.
Don't fight a lover in secret; you must render some good humour. The younger they are, the more they give, and saying thank you to friends is a way of appreciating their presence in our lives and motivating us to be better.
Take me into your heart, and I will be there always. Even when you're away, I'll never shy away from you. I've got you covered, anyway. Don't strike too hard; just a little bit every day.
I will be by your side when things get complicated, my gracious lady. I feel youthful with you in my eighties. The only revenge is reciprocating my love wholeheartedly and keeping our hearts brave in trust without fear.
He was emotionally intoxicated, nodding his head to the music. At the gate, he honked, and Mina came out to unlock it for him. He drove inside and parked while she locked the gate behind him. He stepped out of the car and grabbed his luggage. Mina approached him and gave him a bear hug, resting her head on his shoulder as he gently rubbed her hair and kissed her. She took the plastic bags while he hoisted the other bags onto his shoulder, placing his other hand on her shoulder as they excitedly made their way back inside the house.
"Madam, it seems you enjoy taking my breath away with your daily looks and scent, drawing out my gratitude for everything that comes from you. You've made me a lovesick grown man who adores you blindly. Every girl who has shown interest in me has vanished with my rejections.
Your heaven is my home, and I'm humbled to be here, free from vulgarities, anxiety, or nervousness like that of a mouse. I'm not merely sitting in the aisle or the pew serving my love for you, but I prostrate myself in love, asking our Creator for protection over this feeling. Sometimes, I don't even know how it happened that I love you so much," Adams emotionally confessed to Mina.
Mina replied, "In your joy, I feel safe, keeping my eyes on you with care and security. I am pleased. Now, I see you as a father figure to me and my children. I always pray for your safety and the protection of our love. My main theme now is love, and you hold the kingship on my throne. Your nobility is the pinnacle of my life, and there is no way I would trade it.
My heart rings your name, and as you may know, I understand there will be hurdles. I may face criticism in time, but I love you, and I will nurture every bit of this love.
Now, take a seat and let me help you undress so you can take a bath before we eat."
Adams responded, "Please, dear, let's eat before the bath; I'm about to starve!"