Access…the sequel (A dedication)
So I’ve talked about Access and how ’tis important to control it. Here’s to the those who deserve almost unlimited access. About two years ago, I met a certain young lady through a “friend”. We clicked almost immediately, with mutual interests in music, literature, history and all the other boring stuff I’m into. However, being […]
So I’ve talked about Access and how ’tis important to control it. Here’s to the those who deserve almost unlimited access.
About two years ago, I met a certain young lady through a “friend”. We clicked almost immediately, with mutual interests in music, literature, history and all the other boring stuff I’m into.
However, being young and naïve, her energy scared me. Me being the clandestine and reticent type I felt I couldn’t deal. We did have a friendship, she had a nice collection of books I borrowed frequently. I was oblivious to her beyond our mutual interests and saw her as an intellectual friend, nothing more.
I had a crush on her _“not so geeky”_ friend, putting the _“opposites attract”_ philosophy to the test. Needless to say it turned out awry.
For a while, our friendship waned, again I was aloof to the reason for this. But then, we were back at it once again. (John Legend’s “Another Again” seems to come up now, don’t know why).
She got me getting outta my “reticent” bubble. Gently easing me out without bursting the bubble. I was like a new druggie, getting addicted to this friendship. My reticent nature still wouldn’t let go completely.
Now, during my Industrial Training, we had Sunday specials. Relatively long conversations and sorts where we stayed in the loop on goings-on in our lives. She really did/does care.
On return to academia, we reconnected till academics seemed to have sucked us in (I lost between 3-5kg). But then an addict is an addict. Withdrawal was impossible.
Now, I’ve never been one for flattery so I’m just gonna say my honest opinion of her.
She’s a driven, caring, passionate, beauty with so much to offer life. A friend without bounds, a confidante, sister, mother figure all rolled into one. Now, that’s the kinda person who deserve’s all access.
Today happens to be her birthday. I wish I could do a lot more than this. However, here’s a toast, to Thelma, a friend as rare as plutonium.
Happy Birthday dear. ’tis a privilege to have shared a part of your life with you. Thank you. Keep shining as light.

Thelma & I