her to enter the house for the discussion. She sat on the
chair with her legs crossed and looked straight into my eyes without
blinking. Her eyes gave splashes of light which pierced my eyes
and I was made speechless as she was ogling me. The passion of love
spread over my body, my heart was jumping up and down and
the blood in me froze. Each time I tried to talk, my tongue would
not give way. For some minutes, we were just looking at each
other; no one talked. True love is different from an imposed one, I
suppose. She broke open the silence by saying, ‘After long
contemplation and the battle against my ego as a woman, I have
come to visit you to deflate that ego. A warrior on the war front
may not have the courage to make this bold step, although he
fights on the battlefield. I am a princess, if not for the force I cannot
contradict that is pushing me around and ruling my heart I would
have felt debased putting my person before you for this type of
negotiation. I have come to reverse the tradition that a man should
propose to a woman. I have been found dead of emotion that
enshrouds, that which I’m here to talk it out with you.’ Alake said,
‘I wish to spend the remaining part of my life with you. I cannot
do this with any other man under the sun. When you walk, you
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make my heart bleedsbleed and sweat gathers on my palms. I know
that you are more handsome than somebody I can touch but I
love you more than words could explain. The word love is too