Doses and Dices

Tino was tired of going back and forth. He decided to conclude the matter once and for all. He had to settle on a definitive decision and run with it. As far as he was concerned, he had only three choices: Tino, Tasha or “us”. That is, to break things off completely, keep Tasha in…

Pot’s Depot was a homely joint. It was clear why Tasha adored it. Everyone knew everyone else. That said, everyone made it abundantly clear that they did not recognise Tino. Tino and Tasha sitting together seemed to pique everyone’s interest. It seemed Tasha had lots of explaining to do after Tino was gone.  They sat…

Tino had had enough. He missed Tasha with every fibre of his being. A visit to Tasha’s home town was now due. After all, what is a couple of hundreds of miles to cure a heart’s aches? They had been enduring lengthy phone calls ever since Tasha’s graduation. However, there comes a time when a…

It was the longest three weeks Tino had ever endured. Tasha was back in town to prepare for Graduation Day. Only five days remained. Tino and Tasha had been talking over the phone almost daily. The distance seemed to glue them even closer together. They missed each other terribly. When they met, they embraced each…

Tino could tell something was amiss the moment Tasha walked into Tindale’s. Her affect was not consistent with the effect the good news was supposed to produce. Had she not passed after all? As soon as he pulled the chair for her, Tino launched into an inquisition. “What’s wrong?” Tino enquired“I might have to leave…

A fortnight had passed since the final exams. By midnight, all the results had been uploaded onto the online student portal. Tasha passed! Tino was proud of “his girl”. He knew she would not fail. In fact, she did spectacularly well. She was going to graduate summa cum laude! Immediately after Tasha saw the results, she called Tino.…

Tino felt trapped. It is all about the chase, not the prize. After that first phone call with Tasha, he felt caged. The eternal male curse. They agreed to meet for brunch the following Sunday after church. Guests Cafe at eleven o’clock was the logical rendezvous. The timing was deliberate on Tino’s part. He needed…

Tino found himself in a rabbit hole. At what point does a romantic relationship start? Is there a proclamation that is made at its onset? Is there a question that is popped? In fact, what is the definition of a “relationship”?  All these questions needed answers. Quickly. Tasha expected a call the following day. Tino…

Tasha confirmed. Punctuality accentuated her personality. She defined herself as an “eternally punctual person”. Tino found that somewhat hilarious. Is not being born prematurely and living a sinless life until an early death not the ultimate punctuality for eternity? The philosophy of time and death has always been Tino’s primal interest in life. Anyway… The date went really well.…

It was the day of the last exam. Or was it the last day of exams? There might be more tests. Anyway, Tasha needed to decompress. Tino had to progress. It was Tasha and Tino’s first intimate congress. But no one had to undress to impress. Tino is no poet. Neither is Tasha.  They agreed…