My Best Friend

We couldn't thank God more for giving us friends. When the whole world seems to have lost faith in us, it is only our friends who are able to see the goodness in us.

When everyone around is finding faults in us it only our best friend that we find standing by our side. They seem to have the right word at the right time and even when we don't say a word they seem to understand our feelings.

Besides being pillars of support, friends go a long way in influencing us in the becoming the person we are.

I value true friendship and in this post, I write about my best friend.

As far as girls go, she is my best friend. She is not the most caring person in this world, but when I am in tears, she’ll do whatever it takes to make me smile. She is not the world’s greatest listener, but whenever I want to vent my frustrations, she listens to me. We do not always agree with each others point of view and have our share of arguments and quarrel, but after we fight, she often comes and tries to patch things up without any further arguments about who said what… She is not a very articulate speaker yet, when it comes to my faults, she somehow manages to pick out the right words to make me realize my mistakes without hurting me…when I do silly things, she yells at me and we even fight yet I find her outside my door within fifteen minutes.



Well I could just go on and on…the point is - she is not the greatest human being on the earth, I know she is not perfect but to me she seems like perfection.
With that said, here is a brief story about our friendship.

I got to know her at a very tinder age. Public schools at a time had gone on a nation wide strike and my dad wouldn’t allow me stay home so he enrolled me at my kid brother’s school –a private school (PED).

There I saw this beautiful girl. Though I was very young, I remember vividly well the charming smile on her face and her sparkling blue eyes. I immediately took interest in her and today, she is my best friend.



She was so beautiful; everyone admired her and she was the obvious toast of the teachers and of cause I couldn’t be left out of the her list of admirers.
Though my school resumed and I had to leave hers I knew for sure we were going be friends someday somehow. Like they say “friends will be friends come what may”. Call it fate but I’d rather call it destiny.

I often saw her within the estate but then it was just hello! Hi! And all the greeting stuff. I actually wanted more than greeting but I knew it was only a matter of time before that happened.

After primary school, we found ourselves at the same secondary school KCVI and in second year, we sat in the same class very close to each other. We began to jell very well from then. I remember buying her lunch at times and giving her a lap ride home on two occasions.

At this point my dream friendship had been established and everything was looking good. But again at senior secondary level, she left for another school. That didn’t break us anyway but rather opened a new chapter in our friendship.
Her departure brought us even closer and took our friendship to whole new level.
Fate again took us to the same remedial classes. There again we most times sat on the same desk, learnt together and socialized more.

Then came SSCE registration… we went together to bar beach police barracks to see the process through with her mom’s friend. After that, we relaxed and talked a while at the beach and there after took our longest walk so far together. Aside going to bar beach, we went to other places too together.

At this point we had become really close both at our respective homes, in public and of causes at classes. It felt great.

Like any other thing in life, our friendship didn’t go un-noticed. Some folks never like the idea of us being friends nor understand why we hang out together. Unimaginable rumors went round but who cared? Friendship always prevailed. Yes we had a thing or two in-between but we were best off friends.

She gave me a new home and a new family. A wonderful family at that; great mom, awesome siblings and I’m loved dearly by them. Her mom became my second mom, mentoring me in many ways.

Sincerely speaking most people can’t envisage that our kind of friendship could exist between friends of the opposite sex! However we made it happen. Friendship is friendship irrespective of the sexes involved. Its only a matter of building it through its different phases.

She always tells me over and again that I’m her best friend. One reason behind this note is let her also know she is my best friend too even though I’ve never told her to her face.

Of cause our friendship wasn’t all rosy, it had it share of thorns as well. Basically we fought because I always wouldn’t talk about myself and she really wanted me to talk about myself.

However our ugliest incident happened in September of 2005. I blew a small issue out of proportion. I gave up my best friend and hurting her so much in the process. Typical of her, she tried to patch things up so friendship could continue but I blatantly refused.

It took me quite a very long time to really feel sorry for my deeds. And even then she didn’t give up on me. When I approached her, she accepted me back and everything returned to normalcy.

But just when we were back talking and doing catching ups, I travelled out of sight in pursuit of tertiary education. That however didn’t break us either. I guess we had probably gone through tougher test and distance wasn’t going to be a real test for us.

Each I return to Lagos from school, she was the first to know in fact, I visit her the same night I return.
Over the years, time and tides has managed to keep us away from each other but I dare to say that we’ve been through it all and absolutely nothing can break the bond of friendship we share.

Here is to her; Miss Oluwabunmi Ifedayo Adeyeye.
Miss you dear..