Tribute to my BEST FRIEND of blessed memory....Aderoju Khadija Balogun

I honestly never thought I will ever be able to bring myself to write about you until few moments ago. I just couldnt see myself writing a piece in honour of you as I have always been certain that words will most definitely fail me if i should try and write about the seven months of our friendship. As such, i will summarize it as much as my emotions will allow me.

Our friendship was only for seven months but it still looks as if it was for seven decades. You were the first true friend I ever had. With you, I experienced true friendship in all ramifications. I still remember how we met: You came to stay with my bunk mate as a fresher which I was also. We didn't even click on our first meeting but in no time, we became inseparable that most people ended up thinking we originally came together in to that room L013 as friends.

You taught me to be confident, you taught me to dance{most people still think till today that I was born a dancer}. You trusted me knowing that was the most important quality of true friendship. You were never afraid to look into my eyes and tell me whenever i was wrong, you fought my battles and always gave me the support regardless. You confided in me and told me things exactly the way they were, You told me even things you weren't willing to ever share with anyone, you were always reassuring, you had such a great heart Aderoju. 

The one which still baffles me till today is the fact that NOBODY ever knew when we quarreled. We acted so perfectly people will bet with their lives that we never fought. We simply never allowed anyone come in between us.
If there was anything like a joint account, we shared one....We simply put our money together and took from it whenever either of us needed money for anything and for once, there was NEVER an issue. We shared wonderful moments walking through the access road {UNILAG} at night and just talking about issues on our mind. You were fearless Aderoju and I must confess, that raised my confidence level. You could look anyone in the face and speak your mind. That used to get me scared, but now I can proudly say I have become so confident it even scares me these days....lol

If there was a better word than love and respect for each other, our friendship deserved such. My first and only time at the mosque was because of you and you reciprocated the visit even without asking you. We did everything together and we simply were just  there for each other. I still remember days we had to go out of school to get stuffs for either or both of us, we still went together regardless of who needed what.....To us, as long as it makes the other happy, it was always worth the while. 


You were so full of respect though I stopped wondering when I met your parents. I still love and respect them till today. They took me as their own, same for your siblings and that hasn't changed till today. You had a heart of gold and same goes for your family.


Memories have kept me going I must confess as the beautiful times we spent together reminds me that if there is true friendship as to what we shared, then there must be TRUE LOVE. 


It took me two hard years to recover from your death as I just found it so hard to move on....I kept asking myself why good things don't ever seem to last....Really, I will say death only did its worst *shrugs*

I don't think I ever found anything close to our friendship after your demise and the reason is not far fetched: If I had never experienced true friendship, then I would have accepted anything looking like it.

I still love you despite not being around me anymore and if I am to ever choose a bestie in the world to come, the radar can only point in your direction again, but this time the friendship MUST come wrapped in LONG LIFE.


Sleep on Beloved!