Reminiscences on those days when they dated! They were young and carefree. Trevor was on his way up the ladder in the challenging real estate portfolio. He had been fresh from high school when he had stumbled upon a clerical post with a real estate portfolio. He decided to date a collage of lectures. That meant he faced a battery of examinations, lessons, practical on the job training and hard work. These came between him and his favourite pursuits. The number of times the board allows rewrites is limited. Qualification opens avenues to better remuneration, commission, status and possible partnership. He likes his beer, sports and fraternizing with the gentry who watch live EPL/ESPN soccer, play boozers soccer, tee off at the greens and try their hand when silver at dicing with the basket or volleyball. Then he met Naomi by a freak accident. A day when everything was going wrong is the day he met her. A day he should have been bitterly embarrassed is the day she rescued him. She appeared so cute and innocent, like a moth approaching a flame. She has the temper of a wounded she-leopard and the looks of Jezebel. His spiritual knees buckle. His mouth stays agape. His eyes lose focus when he sees her. To him she is an open sesame password to marital bliss. He has never bothered chasing after the ladies. He could easily have married the girl next door or his parents' friends' daughters. Is it all that fast and easy? They both share being children of immigrants. He wants to break the yoke of working in the mines. He has watched retired mine workers survive on stipends. Society looks down upon immigrant labour from whose pool he was born. They both want to beat the status quo and sink prejudice. It is an uphill battle. Will they grab the limelight?

Lake Of My Heart

 He was thinking of Parkview Restaurant after the wedding at her next birthday if the day fell on a working day. How about driving her there at six in the evening to find forty odd people saying ‘happy birthday’. That definitely would be a project after the luncheon of the two sides that had met both in Glen Norah and Bindura. Both Glen Norah and Bindura had been hosts to either party exposing the hospitality straits within the two women whose friendship was growing bound by the marriage of their children. He had not known that his mother was such a good host. She had called him to Bindura a week before the Glen Norah folk to oversee the changes she had done to the house. He was thinking again. Surprises like these made a marriage strong. 


 “We are supposed to enjoy every year of our marriage and its changes from exuberant youths to elderly couples waiting for their grandchildren to come home. We will try.” 


LAKE OF MY HEART – CHAPTER 24