In the spring of 2013, just after my Secondary School Education, fate brought an accident my way - a wrenching one that glued my back to the hospital bed for 3 months. I was just there; eating and breathing pains. I'd put a "period" to the misfortune at this juncture, I want no one's sympathy.

What propelled this story? During my stay in the hospital - as luck would have it - I shared roof with a rich Guy. He is a son to a notable Chieftain in Lagos State. Rich Guy. Big guy. No one needs to be told he's from a rich home. Fresh and fierce. Sometimes, I stylishly fix a gaze at him, admiring his comeliness and raunchy skin - which anyone would love to look twice. Money was well-written all over him. For the time his people came to check on him at the hospital, the hospital compound would be prettified with exotic Cars, Jeep, Hilux and sorts that they drove in. They would make foods, pack chocolates and bring all sort of juice for him. The staff and some other members/patients of the hospital are always on cloud nine anytime there's a notice to their next visitation. Reason: everyone's palm would be greased with an amount - awesomely.

But what had brought such sauced guy to the hospital at a tender age? Psycho! He was afflicted with a mental illness. He played the affection game wrongly. He had put all his eggs in a basket; with trust that nothing bad would happen. He had crazily loved a girlfriend of his - another lady from a very rich home too - hoping they'd get along well and tie the knot. But his hope took a turn and left him to brood in heartbreak.

The lady had taken advantage of his carelessness and followed another man, with whom I guess she's now happily married. During his stay in the hospital, the guy was denied access to phone, as part of his healing processes. So he wouldn't contact the lady or have a chat with her - since he gets more crazy hearing of her or seeing her pictures. Anytime I tried going to the reception to join other patients in hope to drag little fun, the guy would plead I lend him my phone so he could access Facebook. I was using Itel5120 then, as memory could serve me. Alhaja had just brought the phone for me as fulfilment of her promise, since I smashed both WAEC and NECO in one sitting. The phone was the first I'd ever use, it arrested my attention muchly that I was always on with it - chatting on 2go and surfing Nairaland.

Apparently, my phone was low in version and value to that which he uses, but he would go at any length to beg me so I could allow him access Facebook. Initially, I'd grant his request; but this wasn't helping his condition, especially when he was just recuperating from his mental sickness. I had to stop lending him when he was getting more bittered and frustrated - which detoriated his condition. Fortunately, with series of treatments, he was united with health and discharged. Ever since when he has been seriously warned never to play the affection game carelessly. He learnt his lessons, I learnt from him too.

What if he wasn't lucky? It could have led to an heart attack, through which he could die or wane. That was and has been my only experience of a serious heartbreak, I only read of it on social media and in books like Infatuation by Mallam Kay Sanni. I have never had an experience of it or experience it through friends, too.

Recently, a lady who developed so much interest in me had her feelings shattered. I'd halt calling and chatting, but then, her affection came, crazily. Thankfully, I connected the dots well, and so fine is she doing. My experience with the guy had exposed me to how brutal an heartbreak could be; I pray never to experience it or make another person experience it through me.

Factly put, however, many young men and women needs to be careful while playing the affection game. Toying with your mental health just to convince a lady or guy you truly love him or her is risky, irritating and pesky. You can always take a walk out of unhealthy relationship once you realize the affection is not mutual - BETTER STILL AVOID IT LIKE PLAGUE.

Affection shouldn't be forced, allow no one to toy with your feelings - comes what may. Not everyone would be lucky like the guy in my story, don't play the love game stupidly. You deserve to be loved, cared for, fine and live long.

Hashim Yussuf LegalBard
https://m.facebook.com/story.php?story_fbid=3454973398069462&id=100006705072056

cc: lalasticlala mynd44 seun ishilove

Hashimyussufamao:
In the spring of 2013, just after my Secondary School Education, fate brought an accident my way - a wrenching one that glued my back to the hospital bed for 3 months. I was just there; eating and breathing pains. I'd put a "period" to the misfortune at this juncture, I want no one's sympathy.

What propelled this story? During my stay in the hospital - as luck would have it - I shared roof with a rich Guy. He is a son to a notable Chieftain in Lagos State. Rich Guy. Big guy. No one needs to be told he's from a rich home. Fresh and fierce. Sometimes, I stylishly fix a gaze at him, admiring his comeliness and raunchy skin - which anyone would love to look twice. Money was well-written all over him. For the time his people came to check on him at the hospital, the hospital compound would be prettified with exotic Cars, Jeep, Hilux and sorts that they drove in. They would make foods, pack chocolates and bring all sort of juice for him. The staff and some other members/patients of the hospital are always on cloud nine anytime there's a notice to their next visitation. Reason: everyone's palm would be greased with an amount - awesomely.

But what had brought such sauced guy to the hospital at a tender age? Psycho! He was afflicted with a mental illness. He played the affection game wrongly. He had put all his eggs in a basket; with trust that nothing bad would happen. He had crazily loved a girlfriend of his - another lady from a very rich home too - hoping they'd get along well and tie the knot. But his hope took a turn and left him to brood in heartbreak.

The lady had taken advantage of his carelessness and followed another man, with whom I guess she's now happily married. During his stay in the hospital, the guy was denied access to phone, as part of his healing processes. So he wouldn't contact the lady or have a chat with her - since he gets more crazy hearing of her or seeing her pictures. Anytime I tried going to the reception to join other patients in hope to drag little fun, the guy would plead I lend him my phone so he could access Facebook. I was using Itel5120 then, as memory could serve me. Alhaja had just brought the phone for me as fulfilment of her promise, since I smashed both WAEC and NECO in one sitting. The phone was the first I'd ever use, it arrested my attention muchly that I was always on with it - chatting on 2go and surfing Nairaland.

Apparently, my phone was low in version and value to that which he uses, but he would go at any length to beg me so I could allow him access Facebook. Initially, I'd grant his request; but this wasn't helping his condition, especially when he was just recuperating from his mental sickness. I had to stop lending him when he was getting more bittered and frustrated - which detoriated his condition. Fortunately, with series of treatments, he was united with health and discharged. Ever since when he has been seriously warned never to play the affection game carelessly. He learnt his lessons, I learnt from him too.

What if he wasn't lucky? It could have led to an heart attack, through which he could die or wane. That was and has been my only experience of a serious heartbreak, I only read of it on social media and in books like Infatuation by Mallam Kay Sanni. I have never had an experience of it or experience it through friends, too.

Recently, a lady who developed so much interest in me had her feelings shattered. I'd halt calling and chatting, but then, her affection came, crazily. Thankfully, I connected the dots well, and so fine is she doing. My experience with the guy had exposed me to how brutal an heartbreak could be; I pray never to experience it or make another person experience it through me.

Factly put, however, many young men and women needs to be careful while playing the affection game. Toying with your mental health just to convince a lady or guy you truly love him or her is risky, irritating and pesky. You can always take a walk out of unhealthy relationship once you realize the affection is not mutual - BETTER STILL AVOID IT LIKE PLAGUE.

Affection shouldn't be forced, allow no one to toy with your feelings - comes what may. Not everyone would be lucky like the guy in my story, don't play the love game stupidly. You deserve to be loved, cared for, fine and live long.

Hashim Yussuf LegalBard
https://m.facebook.com/story.php?story_fbid=3454973398069462&id=100006705072056

cc: lalasticlala mynd44 seun ishilove

Very true

Too many metaphors. Mehn, let's go ebute meta for drinks.

seun lalasticlala mynd44

Accident victim in the same ward with psycho victim..

How??

Well may be a friction story sha

Monogamy:
Accident victim in the same ward with psycho victim..

How??

Well may be a friction story sha

This is not a fiction, brother.