People sit in a bus and pray to God for safety throughout the journey. They sit, do the sign of the cross and whisper a prayer to God to be the driver and carry them through.
It makes sense because in Ghana God is our safety. When I sit on a bus, I pray that the person who will sit next to me should be a beautiful woman. I’ve come to believe that I would meet my wife on a bus, hence that prayer.
She’ll sit next to me and we’ll have a long conversation until we reach our destination. Before she gets down, I’ll ask her, “Can I have your number?” She’ll take my phone and dial her number. From there, we’ll fall in love and get married.
That’s the dream so that night when I picked a bus from Accra to Kumasi, I put a bag on the seat next to me. That way, I would have the power to select who sits next to me. An old man approached and asked if someone was sitting there. I nodded my head and he walked away. A lady came. She didn’t look like my future wife so I said someone was sitting there.
They kept coming but I was resolute until I saw this beautiful lady approaching. Immediately I saw her, I removed the bag. She saw me doing it so she asked if the seat was taken. I smiled and shook my head. She sat down and the fragrance on her skin greeted me. When she was going down to buy something, she asked me to…Read Full Story Here.…….
