One of the finest beauty the earth has ever produced, so rich in her natural look, smiles and notion. But she was only given birth to by a poor widow, she was told by her mum to have lost her father since she was only two years old and since then life has proven so difficult for the family.

Sholape’s mum sells roasted plantain by the road side, and a times it might be roasted corn or yam depending on what season it is. She tries so hard to make hands meet but having Sholape and her younger sister to cope with makes it all to no avail as they could only feed from hand to mouth. Sholape could manage to only attain a secondary school level certification because it was free to every indigene of the town.


Sholape: Mummy, its going to rain today. And that’s not a good sign; you know we need to sell all this plantain or else they will get spoilt.

Sholape’s mum: Yes, I know my dear… I only hope these dark clouds are just mere threats. Oh! Look at me, I have forgotten my big umbrella at home, its better you go get it for me as soon as we get to our sales spot.

Sholape: Yes ma, let me hurry; since I’m still going back home. Sholape hurrily took the big bowl of plantain and potatoes on her head to their sales spot and headed back for home. As she walked for some minutes, the dark bags of the sky began to leak; it was drizzling and she hasn’t gotten the umbrella yet likewise was there a hut to hide; “Oh God.. This is not good” Sholape said to herself as she practically walked under the rain. The rain threatens with thunder and lightning dignifying even more heavy down-pour ahead.

Desmond drove pass with a cute ride; wow its a KIA series.. Sholape pondered for a second within her; and said aloud “how I wish” snapping out of her thought to notice the car actually stopped and even taking a reverse towards her. Who can this be, I don’t know anyone; she said to herself. Desmond whining down; stares at Sholape and wow this guy isn’t looking bad either:

Desmond: Hello dear, I could not help but to notice an angel walk wet in the rain; what happened to her wings? (Smiles). She should have been far gone before the rain even began?
Sholape blushingly said thank you for the compliment.

Sholape: Well, let’s say this angel wouldn’t mind been soaked in the nature of existence as today’s rain.

Desmond: Hmmmm… That sounds interesting, so angels too take time to be adventurous. I like your kind of angel.. I must confess. But please let the adventure pause for now, I would love to drop you off; its unfair to make you walk under the rain.

But I’m wet already.. Sholape said, Desmond insisted and off they drove.

Desmond: So, what is this angel’s name?

Sholape: You can call me ‘Sholape’

Desmond: I am Desmond, the son of late Senator Enoch. I came in into the country some days ago for my holiday, I’m a student actually.. Studying mechanical engineering in Germany. And you?

I’m sure you already have a clue of how Sholape’s response would look like? But can one be so certain about that?… Stop dwelling in the world of guesses when you can have it all to yourself! THE JOURNEY HAS JUST BEGAN!!

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