Restricted Affection

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Tears rolled down her cheek. According to the doctors’ observations, test, and diagnosis, Sade was soon to breathe her last. She had a kidney problem, and all attempt to find a donor had been futile. Time was running out, death was fast approaching. Her chance of surviving was very tiny, she had less than a month. If she doesn’t get a donor in two weeks, they can start preparing for her funeral. The transplant is scheduled to take place in India if a donor comes through. Her family had managed to raise the funds for the surgery, all they prayed and hoped for was a donor.

Her friends and family surrounded her, some were downcast, while others struggled to wear a smile just to encourage her. The pastor of her church was also around to preach faith, hope, and perseverance. However, none of them was ready to be a sacrificial lamb.

“The church is praying for you sister Sade, the church loves you, God will see you through.”

Those were the last few words of the pastor. Some minutes later, a nurse came and requested that everyone should vacate the room.

“She needs to rest now”, she said.

Samir burst into tears. He had never made such an effort to win a girl’s heart. This was his first time at love, and it was becoming sour by the day. Sade rejected him outright. As he sat down in the corner of his toilet, the echoes of Sade’s voice replayed in his head. They had met for lunch earlier in the day, and Sade had made him understand that things couldn’t work between them.

“Samir can’t you see? Everything is wrong with us. This isn’t just right. Let’s just be friends, I don’t want to hurt you. Everything about us opposes each other. I’m older than you, you are a muslim, and I’m not. And above all, you are an Hausa man. My family will never approve of us.”

She held his hands, gazed into his eyes and continued,

“denying the fact that I am in love with you will only make me a liar. I wonder why I made you fall so deep when I knew there can never be ‘us’. I love you Samir, but planning a future with you isn’t a risk I am willing to take. I don’t want problems for us. I am sorry. Kunle will soon be in my room, and I won’t want him to get angry if he finds out I’m with you. I have to go now.”

Sade stood up and left Samir in the eatery. Kunle was Sade’s way of distracting herself from Samir. He also claimed to love Sade, but Sade didn’t feel anything for him. She only went ahead to date him because her mother approved of it, and he was rich, He worked in an oil company.

Samir left the eatery with his head bowed down in pain. He decided to walk just to get it off his mind, and while he was yet at it, he saw Kunle and Sade kissing right in front of a mini mart. At that moment, he wanted the earth to swallow him. He ran into his house and didn’t stop crying until he had no more strength, and then fell asleep.

The news of Sade’s ailment caught everyone unaware. Few months earlier, she was happy and healthy. She suddenly started losing weight, and was diagnosed with a kidney problem. Kunle tried all he could. He raised most of the fund, but he couldn’t deliver his kidney. However, since the ungodly scene Samir witnessed, no one had seen or heard from him. Sade missed him, he was the only one who knew how to make her smile during tough times. He had a smile that always made her happy. At the point, she cursed her luck for pushing him away. She tried his number for weeks, but it was not reachable.

Three weeks to the deadline, the hospital received a call from India. Someone who also had a terminal disease was ready to donate. Everyone was elated. The pastors came around and had a little thanksgiving in the hospital. Necessary preparation was made for the trip, and Sade travelled.

The transplant was successful. Few days later, Sade asked about who it was that donated the kidney. The doctor that was with her answered, “a certain young man. He had cancer of the lungs which was at the most critical stage. He learnt that he was going to die, and so the hospital proposed that he donates his kidney. His last good deed. He approved of it. He is also a Nigerian. I can’t remember his name now, but he is in the ICU (intensive care unit) if you wish to say thank you before he dies.”

Sade agreed to do so, she was so grateful, and wanted to show appreciation. As they approached the ward, a lifeless body was wheeled out of the ICU. It was that of the donor. The doctor removed the while cloth from his face, and lo, it was Samir lying dead with his beautiful smile on his face.


Sade remained speechless for weeks. Two years later she got married to Kunle, and they both agreed to name their first child, Samir.

Should age, religion, or tribe be a barrier to love?

QUOTE: “True love is selfless. It is prepared to sacrifice” – Sadhu Vaswani

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  1. pearl August 16, 2014 at 9:50 am -  Reply

    Age or tribe should not be a barrier but religion definitely will be

    • shughar August 17, 2014 at 11:22 pm -  Reply

      true…..very true

  2. esibobbie August 13, 2014 at 8:18 pm -  Reply

    Nah, honestly I don’t think true love is enough. And if am dying I think I would donate my kidney to anyone who wants it, must not be who I love.

    • shughar August 13, 2014 at 10:52 pm -  Reply

      gbam!!! thank u jare

  3. Deserter August 13, 2014 at 5:40 pm -  Reply

    Oh well,its hard tho,its just all about who God wants for U

    • shughar August 13, 2014 at 10:53 pm -  Reply

      for those of us that know this, things are made better

  4. Bamidele August 13, 2014 at 12:52 pm -  Reply

    Good story

    • shughar August 13, 2014 at 10:52 pm -  Reply


  5. aGuyUused2luv August 13, 2014 at 11:35 am -  Reply

    not atall…..b wiv whoeva u wanna b wit,no regrets.yolo

    • shughar August 13, 2014 at 12:18 pm -  Reply

      you are saying this like you don’t know that circumstances play a great role in our decision making when it comes to love. It is easier said than done to “be with whoever you wanna be with”, especially in Nigeria. Thanks for commenting.

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