A journal-type series of short stories through the eyes of separate individuals during the COVID-19 pandemic. Please read, enjoy and leave comments.
December 23rd, 2019.
The third wedding I would be attending this month. The couples were always awesome together, full of smiles and positive energy. Here comes the bride, beautiful lady and a little bit shy. She is cool, but not as much as I would be in six months time when I’m married to the love of my life.
January 23rd, 2020.
The news reaching us in the country is that a man in Wuhan, China ate a bat. I’m also surprised too. I mean, who eats bats. And now there’s a virus going around infecting many people and killing some. Sneezing to death must not be a good way to go. But that doesn’t concern me and the plans I have with the love of my life.
April 23rd, 2020.
Schools closed. Markets and places of worship too. And the not so strong economy close to being crippled. All social gathering stopped. I didn’t plan my wedding to be a very big ceremony but this Chinese Virus has screwed up so many things. I’m getting a little bit annoyed with the entire situation of things. I can get married in my family house, but the partial lockdown has affected more than the economy.
August 1st, 2020.
Even though the lockdown is almost lifted, the pandemic has caused a huge delay in my plans. I had believed that I would have been married by this time of the year. I would have graduated by this time of the year. He would have sorted everything out. I just want all of these to go, so I can be with the love of my life.
©Ridwan Akinkunmi Ajagbe
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