Must Read: Evergreen Memories - Season 1 - Episode 2

7 years ago

Must Read: Evergreen Memories - Season 1 - Episode 2

I was sitting on the sofa at one end of my room looking worried, my phone by my side.

I picked it up, tried calling Basheer again after so many abortive tries, it still wasn’t connecting
“Oh Allah”, I said under my breath and wished everything was alright with my dear friend.

It was unlike him to swicth off his phone and very unlike him to come into town without informing me.

But what was wrong? I thought
An idea strucked me as I picked up my phone again, dailled a number and put the phone to my ear as it connected.

“Salamu alaikum”, he greeted me in the usual islamic way, I could feel he was smiling as he picked the call
“Walaika salam”, I answered
“Ah, the friend(trying to mimic the way Basheer calls me), what a pleasant suprise.

To what do I have dis honour of you calling me today”, Adam teased
I laughed then replied, ” You know I always call you whenever I miss you, so it occured to me that I was missing you today”
“How I wished that was true, I told Basheer to extend my love to you this morning before he left”, he replied
He gave me the answer to my question even before I asked, so Basheer really left for Kano this morning, I was lost in thoughts.
So where is he? I asked myself.

“Hello…”? Adam’s voice broke my thoughts.

“You seem to be quiet, is anything the matter”? He asked
“Yeah, its just that I haven’t heard from Basheer since he informed me he’s leaving Sokoto and I am a bit worried”, I answered, really sounding worried.

“That’s strange, but don’t worry, everything will be fine”, he assured me.

Adam was Basheer’s close friend and roommate, we were very familiar with each other and I usually contacted him whenever I couldn’t reach Basheer. He had promised to let me know if anything arise and after talking to him on the phone, I felt relaxed although I still haven’t heard from Basheer.

Two hours later, I was sitting alone in my room as I preferred being alone whenever I am worried over something. I was going through the pages of the latest Dijah magazine but my mind was not with the beautiful pictures I was staring at, I was about dropping the magazine when my phone rang. I said a silent prayer to Allah; to let the caller be my dear friend.

How wrong was I!

I kept looking at the phone as if it would answer the call itself, saw an unknown number, hesitated a bit before picking up the phone.

“Salamu alaikum”, I greeted as I answered the call
“Wa alaiki salam”, a strange male voice answered.

“Can I speak to Miss Na’imah please?” he asked
“Yeah, it’s me on the line. What can I do for you?” I replied, feeling nervous
“I am sure you are a close relative of Basheer M. Bello, right?” he said more of a statement rather than a question
“Yes”, I replied then added;
“What about him?”, I sounded worried
The strange caller was silent for a few seconds before he added;
“He was involved in a tragic car accident”, he said slowly…