My Facebook account was hacked a few years ago. In fact, our home wifi, all of our accounts and all of our devices were hacked. We have since moved, changed all of our devices and account passwords. However, we still can not retrieve many of our accounts.
I finally decided this week to reconnect with my friends via a new Facebook account. I know that I will not be able to find many of them, but will just have to try my best.
I reconnected with one of my sister’s high school classmates in South Africa, who is also my friend. We had a small Asian community back then, and especially with my dad being a diplomat, we all knew each other well.
I had a short romantic affair with her brother-in-law, who at the time, was engaged to another friend of mine. We knew that it was forbidden love and could not last for long.
Our family got to know him from a long time ago, when we used to go to a temple in South Africa every weekend. He was a very spiritual person. I remember back then that he was so “pretty”, so handsome, with a great physical physique. He also had a charming and intriguing personality. But we just knew each other on a superficial level back then, and just chatted briefly, whenever we met at the temple.
Fast-forward years later. After feeling totally unfulfilled and miserable with being a dentist in the UK, I came back to South Africa, to my old university, and decided to become a pharmacist instead.
One day, by chance, I met him at a shopping mall. We felt this instant magnetic attraction and had lunch together. Then, started our crazy whirlwind romance. I don’t remember the exact details, but I was in his car and he was driving me somewhere. He suddenly said to me that he didn’t want me to leave and suggested that we head down to the beach, which is like a 14 hour drive. And I agreed! So there we were, heading towards Cape Town, with nothing but my purse and his wallet!
He was a kind, generous and caring man. Throughout the whole trip, I just felt taken care of completely. He bought me all the necessary essentials, bought food, and got us booked into a hotel room. We ate, took a shower together, had passionate, kinky sex, and just chatted and had a lot of fun! We stopped by different scenic areas along the way and just enjoyed each other’s company a lot. It almost felt like a honeymoon!
After we headed back home, we still met up and I stayed at his house for a while. We took romantic showers together, made love, listened to music, and had deep emotional conversations. He took me out to eat, and bought me things as well. We were just like a romantic couple in love. Even though we were only together for a short time, I felt a deep connection with him, but we knew that it could not last for long. At one point, he broke down emotionally and told me his deepest, darkest secrets. I felt really sorry for him. I could feel him being torn apart and deeply affected by it.
After a short while studying pharmacology, I realized that I don’t really want to become a pharmacist. I didn’t know what I wanted be, but I just knew that I no longer wanted to be a dentist. I left South Africa for good, and then came to California and studied MBA at a Buddhist-founded university, which was where I met my ex.
I connected with the guy in South Africa via Facebook messenger about 6 years ago. I was already in Minnesota and he was still in South Africa, but traveling around a lot. I think he was either in his third marriage, or had just ended it. I remember one time seeing a Facebook post of him ranting and raving about how his ex-wife burned all of his photos, and I still remember how handsome he used to look.
After getting back on the social media grid this week, I thought of reconnecting with him, just to see how he’s doing. I asked the high school friend (his sister-in-law) of his Facebook username and she told me that sadly, he passed away last year. I think he’s only one or two years older than me. :(….
I feel devastated, but since no one knows of the love affair we had in the past, I can not let anyone know how sad I feel. I thought of the deep dark secrets he told me, which I think affected his life a lot. I miss the short, yet unforgettable time we had together from such a long time ago. I miss him…
I pray that he is a much better place now; constantly surrounded by love, light, joy, happiness and health.
Rest in Peace my dear friend, your secret is safe with me.