Love voluntarily forbidden reassessed under new circumstances

By Stanley Collymore

We first met in 1981 when, as occurred then, you were an undergraduate English language and Literature student in your first year of study at the German university where as an English lecturer I was quite happily teaching, and providential and most fortuitously as it happened, you became one of my students.

I’ve used the word fortuitously quite intentionally because as it agreeably and rather inspirationally turned out you weren’t only exceptionally bright academically: a most compellingly pleasurable realization to witness, and all this with a superbly astute, discernibly intelligent, unquestionably sound and, additionally, a fully augmented and attractive social demeanour coupled with a most impressively alert mind in relation to all matters under positive discussion, but coherently too in all other aspects of social and university life that you were competently engaged in.

Since, superbly encapsulated in every fibre of this unique creation that constitutes your individual person was the undeniable formation, in pristine human fashion, of a truly phenomenal, instinctive-eye appreciation, delectably mouth-watering, and a massively, physically beautiful woman, who – most transparently, praiseworthily and quite refreshingly on your part – neither instigated nor personally succumbed to the spiteful envy that’s so customary in this troubled, mendacious and malevolently traduced world that so many others regrettably and seemingly unconcernedly are most happy to maddeningly but voluntarily throw their adversarial lot in.

Not the type, though, that would ever allow yourself to be even remotely drawn into this kind of sickening behaviour, you instead assiduously concentrated on and fully applied yourself to those academic subjects – subsidiary ones as well as your majors – that from the very outset of your undergraduate training you were most determined to excel and succeed in. And you both emphatically and quite impressively did that, with first-rate degrees in all of them and, unsurprisingly, noteworthy and exemplary commendations too from your university.

Shortly afterwards, however, you were expectedly gone to forge a new life for yourself societally as well as professionally, and in the interim I too had engaged in doing the same. Several years later, though, and with both of us independently on holiday, in Tunisia of all places, our paths accidentally but most pleasurably crossed again. A new beginning, I quite distinctly recall you effusively and smilingly saying. Adding with a humorous touch and an equally appealing and flirtatiously engineered, facial pout: “And this time Sir, with no restraining Professor-cum-Student issues to worry about!”

© Stanley V. Collymore

5 August 2019.

Author’s Remarks:

For the delightful and awe-inspiring Annegart – consummately beautiful, impressively clever, emotionally well-adjusted, societally full integrated and from this writer’s personal and most grateful perspective at least, a woman like no other.