BROKEN
When your legs don't walk as they used to before,
And I can't sweep you off of your feet
Will your mouth still remember the taste of my love?
Will your eyes still smile from your cheek?
And darling....'
Ed Sheeran sang on as Desmond listened with keen interest. Paying attention to each word in each line of the song. The song reminded him of so much that he wanted to forget. It brought back memories that brought pain. Quickly, he tuned in to another radio station and the voice of Doris took over the room. She was talking about love, he didn't like the subject because he didn't like love.
He tuned in to another station and Ed Sheeran was still there still thinking out loud. Maybe all the radio stations had conspired to make his night hell. He turned off his radio. He was going to sleep but sleep like his peace of mind had eluded him. His mind became the radio, it played the song and he could not turn it off. He didn't know how or when his mind dived into thinking and just like Ed Sheeran, he started thinking out loud.
It was their favourite song-Desmond and Doris. She made him love the song. She would play it every night on her show, she made him love radio. He became an ardent listener, a regular caller on her show disguised as 'anonymous caller'. She knew, every time he called and requested for the song, she would play it because they both loved the song. Not a night rolled off without him calling nor listening to her serene voice. It was all that gave him life. Although her job kind of separated her from him at night, which he didn't like, what could he do? She was a woman with purpose, dreams and goals. and he would not stop her but support her. That is what a real man will do, he was a real man. And so he allowed her to dream and to soar. It made her happy that she could touch life with her voice, it made her happy that she was trying and succeeding in fixing life and broken relationships, it made her happy that her man supported her. And so listening to her every night brought her closed to him. Sometimes, he would sleep off with the radio still on.
They sang the song together, with each of them picking a line after the other. It was cool, it was a promise of their unconditional love, to be there for each other through it all, the bad and the good times. Loving each other till they grew old. But those times have become memories, memories that wreck his heart, as he thought of it, his tears were liberated and his cheeks formed a smooth passage. He asked questions that only Doris had answers to.
''Why Doris, why did you make promises that you can't fulfil? Did you not say you will be here for me, did we not promise each other to grow old together, did we not say nothing can ever get in between us? I need you to be able to roll this stone off me Doris, I need you to survive this. I thought our love was stronger than this? I thought our love was strong enough to move any mountain? I am confused Doris, I am confused. I can't do anything without you. I need you.''
He turned his radio on, tuned in to UNIQ fm. Her voice was calm, stable and gentle, it didn’t tell of any worries. For a moment, it calmed his troubled heart. He decided to call. She picked up after two failed attempt.
'' hello, welcome to the show BROKEN with Doris, where we try to fix everything that has been broken. What is your name and where are you calling from?''
It's been five months since they talked. His heart was racing, his hands were trembling, his breath hitched at his throat, he felt pity for himself, why did he call? He tried to remember, there was nothing to remember. The thing is, he didn’t think, he just acted on impulse, he didn’t rehearse, he felt like a force was compelling him to act. He didn’t even know the words to pick to make a meaningful sentence. He was silent. Her voice came again. ''Hello, are you there?''
''Yes''
''Ok your name and where are you calling from please?''
''Anonymous, I will like to remain anonymous'' he found his shaky voice. He wanted to say ''anonymous caller'' but he didn’t, and he didn’t know why.
''Okay Anonymous, welcome to the show, I am listening''
"Love doctor, why does love hurt?"
"Love is beautiful, it hurts when you love the wrong person."
" it is not beautiful, it isn't, it is all lies"
"Do you mind opening up? Let's see how we can help, there are people out there listening, ever ready to help you to answer some of the questions you seek answers to and..."
"My wife left me" he caught in.
Oh, why?
"Because I had an accident and the doctor said i can never walk again"
"How long have you been married?"
"A year and six months"
"Since when did she leave?"
"5 months ago, just a month after the incident, and she said she won't be able to cope. She said she won't be able to manage work, run the home and still stay married to a disabled husband, and so she left. I just want you to tell me where I went wrong, I didn't cause the accident, why is she punishing me for it? If I could, I would turn the hands of time, but I can't, what should I do?"
Her guess was right, from the moment he said "my wife left me", she knew it was Desmond, she prayed silently for him not to spill the beans nor ask her personal questions. She prayed for the strength to keep it professional and not personal. What will her listener say, she was the love doctor, she mend hearts, she solved people's problems. who will listen to her if they knew she had personal marriage problems and still come on air to fix other people's problem? She prayed to God. She thought of ending the call and blaming it on the network, but it wouldn’t be professional, it was her job, she would keep it cool.
"Ok, have you tried calling her, do you know where she might be?" She asked holding her voice still, trying to sound professional.
"I have not been able to reach her on the phone" she has not replied my messages. I have even sent people to her house, they have all brought back negative reports. I just want to know why and what I did wrong. I want to know what to do, I have not wronged her, my only offense is being confined to a wheel chair, a life I didn't choose. What should I do?"
" Maybe she had her own reasons for leaving, maybe she was tired of pushing you around, of being pitied by friends and self, maybe she thought she was too young to stay married to someone who will never walk all his life, it was too big a stone to roll off, too big to gulp down the throat . Just get a grip of yourself and move on with your life. You will find someone who will love you just for you, someone who won't mind that, that you are on a wheel chair. If you really love her just make that sacrifice, since that makes her happy.
She heard herself, she could not believe she said all of that, she lost her cool, she took it personal, she acted unprofessional, her listeners will be disappointed, she knew, she sold herself out, she has given the public what they wanted, after the news of separating from her husband went viral, she promised herself never to say anything about the whole matter, she pretended not to care about what the media said, about the opinions of people who only have a voice on Facebook, Twitter, Instagram, and on Snapchat. She handled it well until now.
"Damn you, damn you, I have sacrificed more than you have for me,"
She almost dropped dead, she became asphyxiated in the studio. Her fingers were numb, she couldn't press the button to end the call.
" I have always put you first, your needs first, I have always been the one fighting, fighting to make everything work. What have you ever done? Nothing. Do you know how much I have given for your happiness? Do you? You have never taken any chance to prove your love. Fine you can go, go to hell for all I care! Rot in hell!!!." He shouted and hung up. Threw his phone on the floor and wept like a baby. He didn't plan to paint her black like that in public, that is one of the things that anger can make you do. It takes away your control, controls you and then leaves you sorry for your actions.
Minutes later, their story made it to the internet. All bloggers had it, it was a topic for discussion on all radio stations, it was on different newspapers. The story was captioned differently.
"POPULAR OAP DORIS ADELEKE HAS REVEALED THE REAL REASON FOR LEAVING HER HUSBAND. "
" SEE WHAT POPULAR OAP DID TO HER HUSBAND, WOMEN CAN BE CRUEL. "
"DORIS ADELEKE, THE HOST OF BROKEN ON UNIQ FM IS SELFISH AND SELF-CENTERED, SHE LEFT HER HUSBAND BECAUSE HE CANNOT WALK. "
"DORIS ADELEKE IS NOT FIT TO HOST THE SHOW 'BROKEN', SHE IS A TOTAL CONTRADICTION."
"OAP, DORIS ADELEKE POPULARLY KNOWN AS LOVE DOCTOR BY HER FANS HAS BEEN ACCUSED OF RUINING HER MARRIAGE BY HER HUSBAND."
And I can't sweep you off of your feet
Will your mouth still remember the taste of my love?
Will your eyes still smile from your cheek?
And darling....'
Ed Sheeran sang on as Desmond listened with keen interest. Paying attention to each word in each line of the song. The song reminded him of so much that he wanted to forget. It brought back memories that brought pain. Quickly, he tuned in to another radio station and the voice of Doris took over the room. She was talking about love, he didn't like the subject because he didn't like love.
He tuned in to another station and Ed Sheeran was still there still thinking out loud. Maybe all the radio stations had conspired to make his night hell. He turned off his radio. He was going to sleep but sleep like his peace of mind had eluded him. His mind became the radio, it played the song and he could not turn it off. He didn't know how or when his mind dived into thinking and just like Ed Sheeran, he started thinking out loud.
It was their favourite song-Desmond and Doris. She made him love the song. She would play it every night on her show, she made him love radio. He became an ardent listener, a regular caller on her show disguised as 'anonymous caller'. She knew, every time he called and requested for the song, she would play it because they both loved the song. Not a night rolled off without him calling nor listening to her serene voice. It was all that gave him life. Although her job kind of separated her from him at night, which he didn't like, what could he do? She was a woman with purpose, dreams and goals. and he would not stop her but support her. That is what a real man will do, he was a real man. And so he allowed her to dream and to soar. It made her happy that she could touch life with her voice, it made her happy that she was trying and succeeding in fixing life and broken relationships, it made her happy that her man supported her. And so listening to her every night brought her closed to him. Sometimes, he would sleep off with the radio still on.
They sang the song together, with each of them picking a line after the other. It was cool, it was a promise of their unconditional love, to be there for each other through it all, the bad and the good times. Loving each other till they grew old. But those times have become memories, memories that wreck his heart, as he thought of it, his tears were liberated and his cheeks formed a smooth passage. He asked questions that only Doris had answers to.
''Why Doris, why did you make promises that you can't fulfil? Did you not say you will be here for me, did we not promise each other to grow old together, did we not say nothing can ever get in between us? I need you to be able to roll this stone off me Doris, I need you to survive this. I thought our love was stronger than this? I thought our love was strong enough to move any mountain? I am confused Doris, I am confused. I can't do anything without you. I need you.''
He turned his radio on, tuned in to UNIQ fm. Her voice was calm, stable and gentle, it didn’t tell of any worries. For a moment, it calmed his troubled heart. He decided to call. She picked up after two failed attempt.
'' hello, welcome to the show BROKEN with Doris, where we try to fix everything that has been broken. What is your name and where are you calling from?''
It's been five months since they talked. His heart was racing, his hands were trembling, his breath hitched at his throat, he felt pity for himself, why did he call? He tried to remember, there was nothing to remember. The thing is, he didn’t think, he just acted on impulse, he didn’t rehearse, he felt like a force was compelling him to act. He didn’t even know the words to pick to make a meaningful sentence. He was silent. Her voice came again. ''Hello, are you there?''
''Yes''
''Ok your name and where are you calling from please?''
''Anonymous, I will like to remain anonymous'' he found his shaky voice. He wanted to say ''anonymous caller'' but he didn’t, and he didn’t know why.
''Okay Anonymous, welcome to the show, I am listening''
"Love doctor, why does love hurt?"
"Love is beautiful, it hurts when you love the wrong person."
" it is not beautiful, it isn't, it is all lies"
"Do you mind opening up? Let's see how we can help, there are people out there listening, ever ready to help you to answer some of the questions you seek answers to and..."
"My wife left me" he caught in.
Oh, why?
"Because I had an accident and the doctor said i can never walk again"
"How long have you been married?"
"A year and six months"
"Since when did she leave?"
"5 months ago, just a month after the incident, and she said she won't be able to cope. She said she won't be able to manage work, run the home and still stay married to a disabled husband, and so she left. I just want you to tell me where I went wrong, I didn't cause the accident, why is she punishing me for it? If I could, I would turn the hands of time, but I can't, what should I do?"
Her guess was right, from the moment he said "my wife left me", she knew it was Desmond, she prayed silently for him not to spill the beans nor ask her personal questions. She prayed for the strength to keep it professional and not personal. What will her listener say, she was the love doctor, she mend hearts, she solved people's problems. who will listen to her if they knew she had personal marriage problems and still come on air to fix other people's problem? She prayed to God. She thought of ending the call and blaming it on the network, but it wouldn’t be professional, it was her job, she would keep it cool.
"Ok, have you tried calling her, do you know where she might be?" She asked holding her voice still, trying to sound professional.
"I have not been able to reach her on the phone" she has not replied my messages. I have even sent people to her house, they have all brought back negative reports. I just want to know why and what I did wrong. I want to know what to do, I have not wronged her, my only offense is being confined to a wheel chair, a life I didn't choose. What should I do?"
" Maybe she had her own reasons for leaving, maybe she was tired of pushing you around, of being pitied by friends and self, maybe she thought she was too young to stay married to someone who will never walk all his life, it was too big a stone to roll off, too big to gulp down the throat . Just get a grip of yourself and move on with your life. You will find someone who will love you just for you, someone who won't mind that, that you are on a wheel chair. If you really love her just make that sacrifice, since that makes her happy.
She heard herself, she could not believe she said all of that, she lost her cool, she took it personal, she acted unprofessional, her listeners will be disappointed, she knew, she sold herself out, she has given the public what they wanted, after the news of separating from her husband went viral, she promised herself never to say anything about the whole matter, she pretended not to care about what the media said, about the opinions of people who only have a voice on Facebook, Twitter, Instagram, and on Snapchat. She handled it well until now.
"Damn you, damn you, I have sacrificed more than you have for me,"
She almost dropped dead, she became asphyxiated in the studio. Her fingers were numb, she couldn't press the button to end the call.
" I have always put you first, your needs first, I have always been the one fighting, fighting to make everything work. What have you ever done? Nothing. Do you know how much I have given for your happiness? Do you? You have never taken any chance to prove your love. Fine you can go, go to hell for all I care! Rot in hell!!!." He shouted and hung up. Threw his phone on the floor and wept like a baby. He didn't plan to paint her black like that in public, that is one of the things that anger can make you do. It takes away your control, controls you and then leaves you sorry for your actions.
Minutes later, their story made it to the internet. All bloggers had it, it was a topic for discussion on all radio stations, it was on different newspapers. The story was captioned differently.
"POPULAR OAP DORIS ADELEKE HAS REVEALED THE REAL REASON FOR LEAVING HER HUSBAND. "
" SEE WHAT POPULAR OAP DID TO HER HUSBAND, WOMEN CAN BE CRUEL. "
"DORIS ADELEKE, THE HOST OF BROKEN ON UNIQ FM IS SELFISH AND SELF-CENTERED, SHE LEFT HER HUSBAND BECAUSE HE CANNOT WALK. "
"DORIS ADELEKE IS NOT FIT TO HOST THE SHOW 'BROKEN', SHE IS A TOTAL CONTRADICTION."
"OAP, DORIS ADELEKE POPULARLY KNOWN AS LOVE DOCTOR BY HER FANS HAS BEEN ACCUSED OF RUINING HER MARRIAGE BY HER HUSBAND."
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