“You don’t have to leave”, Austin mildly uttered with a low tone, almost in a sonorous manner. The more sweet words he uses, the greater Oge’s impatience grows. Oge has always been known to be a girl of great composure when relating with others, especially people of the opposite sex, and Austin’s recent remarks clearly shows that she is unknowingly entering into what would be the first love affair of her life. She needed to define her stand which has never been a palatable one to boys in the neighbourhood and beyond.
Right-Philips street was one of the booming streets in the town with a beehive of activities during the evening hours. This was as a result of the ever-increasing number of fast-food joints and few modern cinemas located at different parts of the street. But that evening, it was completely uncustomary as people settled for their homes earlier than usual, for reasons yet unknown to the ever-waiting owners of these fast-food joints. Only few expensive cars were driving into the street though some of them were company cars. The evening was slightly warm, with a belligerent outlook. It was around ten minutes part eight o’clock in the night. The people frequently passed in singles heading for their homes almost in an unusual countenance which heralded an altogether unprecedented evening in the street.
For few minutes now Oge was becoming uncomfortable with Austin’s gestures and the way he was drawing closer to her – like when a young chick beaten by rain begins to draw close to the mother for warmt. What she needed was one of such of her ‘occasional outbursts’ to put an end to the 30-minute conversation that is almost exceeding its limit and manner.
Austin was not a novice as he employed the necessary techniques of his time to talk her in. Despite her uneasiness with the conversation, Oge was unwilling to render her unusual outpour of insults and abuses to such “unserious interlocutors”. That evening, it seemed as if she has suddenly grown up to be a bit mature with the way she embarasses boys of such calibre who have similar intentions.
For the first time, she decided to take what would be her first polite and even friendly ‘dismissal’: “I don’t think we can continue this conversation any longer”, she pleaded in a low tone. To Austin, it was like a common clause with his numerous ex-girlfriends and even Sharon, his present love mate uttered the same exact words when their relationship was in the ‘planting stage’. “Alright” Austin reluctantly replied, as if he was going to just let her go; “but wait a second” he quickly added. He was now ready to adopt his ‘personal approach’ in such times as this. Being a master in persuasion, he quickly seized the short silence and cunningly quipped: can I walk you down to your house? Unknown to Oge, this was Austin’s peculiar trick with girls. He would stop the walk just a few steps away and continue his persuasion with wit and ardour, as when a clever attorney wants to maneuver his way through…
Oge couldn’t say no, for she thought innocently that he was simply being polite and gentle. As they walked down the slightly dark road that had elephant grasses on both sides, Austin threw in his first bait – singing. Oge pretended not to be listening at first. At this, he inserted his angelic alto voice into the romantic song, singing rather slowly and deeply this time. He so sang in such a euphoric estacy that even a toddler would scarely resist the kind of sonorous and impeccable rhythm with which he sang. Smiling and fondling her hands, Oge unconsciously joined the chorus, chanting and humming while facing the ground and using her right leg to sweep and draw on it slowly. With this, he was sure his bait had caught the ‘fish’ and knew exactly what to do next; and he did just that, flinging his left hand acrobatically over Oge’s shoulders. At this she posed indifferent, claiming not to have felt his hands over her shoulders. But as he drew more closer, the long bitter-sweet conversation suddenly turned into a romantic familiarization! The rest that took place that night is now ‘history’ in her memories.
What a world! Persistence will always wear out resistance. If Oge despite her toughness, could finally succumb to Austin’s gimmicks and advances, then those challenges will soon give way if you can persist further. Harrison Ford said: “I realized early on that success was
tied to not giving up. Most people in this business gave up and went on to other things. If you simply didn’t give up, you would outlast the people who came in on the bus with you”. Keep pressing until you press those obstacles down! In every struggle, the one who quits first loses, but the one who holds on tenaciously to his position emerges victorious. Even the hardest rock will yield to those who drill with utmost determination.
Today, why not decide to persistently persist?