TO FRIENDS FOR ALL SEASONS
So we are at that bridge of our
lives, when all we have to do is forge ahead to our future already in
sight. Tis at eons like this, that gives
us that mood of reminiscence not just of nostalgic memoirs; like when Crespo
lost Nedu’s phone and he ran to us for solace or our silly attempts at forming
a rock band to be named the ‘scallywags’ (keep in my that none of us can sing
or play the guitar) or the ‘truth or dare’ game that i regrettably missed (in
retrospect for a fools cause). It’s at
times like this, we teleport our imaginations to those kind of memories that
reflect our inextricable ties, our bond so strong, friendship so sweet, yet
bitter and then sweet again. For exams
came and results went, loves arose and exes replaced, fights and malice rocked
our boat, yet the titanic that is our friendship still remained.
As sea waves awash the beach sand
taking away the rot on the land and replacing it with corals and pebbles, so
our bond seems to have been refined by our adventures like the finest of brews.
Tested by the waves of time, we emerge like the proverbial fine wine into an
alliance so deep and so sweet even David and Jonathan would admire.
I therefore toast to years ahead,
to our future ahead. Even though we cannot prophecy with utmost certainty as to
its details, i am certain it would be one filled with smiles, laughter and
happiness. I toast to Tofunmi marrying that rich husband she always wanted, to
seeing Emma find that girl that would finally tie him down, to Chichi and
Deji and to me and Damola forming the
G-Men club (young owners of the Mercedes G-wagon hang).
I raise my glass to a good life
for all of us, individually and together as a group. With the prayer on my lips and my heart, that
smiles never leave our faces and joy never leave our hearts and the God in
heaven that brought us here together, keep us under his shadow and make our
hopes and dreams become a reality.
P.S: Thanks you guys for always been there and
making Unilag rock
By Tsemon Velly
A speech delivered to the
greatest set of friends alive at their Grad lunch
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