On December 30, 2024, I had the privilege of covering Promiseland, an annual concert by the multiple award-winning musician King Promise.

Before I got to the office, I stopped by my favorite suya seller's stand. I noticed the gentleman behind the sumptuous meat, with his sharp knife cutting through the chicken feet, wasn't the same guy I always buy from. It was someone else! I got closer and enquired about the regular "Abochi."

The gentleman said, "Oh, my brother, he traveled." I asked where, and he responded, "To Madina. He's going to open another branch there."

I said, "Wow, your brother is hard-working." Apart from Madina, which other branches do you have? He said there's one in Accra and this one refers to the Adegono railway branch.

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I responded; "Wow, your brother must be rich." I love his mentality and approach to business.

Please give me GHs10 worth of suya, 2 pieces, I don't want the towel - it's usually hard to chew - and give me plenty of pepper. Don't forget the onions," I added.

That was how my order was wrapped up nicely. My parting words: "Tell your brother I miss him. He should come back because he would have given me more meat than you gave me!"

He smiled and said, "Marry him, and you'll get free meat everyday," I smiled and left.

As I reflected on our conversation on my way to the office, I found it interesting how people go into matrimony. We hear stories every day - people spill coffee and apologize, and the next month they're married. So, it's okay if I marry Abochi for the meat.

Just when I thought the weird marriage thoughts were over, there were these ladies at Promiseland! I was on duty that night and excited to attend and cover the event for the news. It was my first Promiseland, so I was hyped.

We got to Ghud Park at 10:40pm, joined the long queue to verify our tickets and tags, and after a few minutes, we were cleared to go. The setup, exclusive photo booth, vendors with essentials, ambulance, and security were on point. I knew I was going to have a good time.

The stage, which appeared 6ft tall, and the lighting were perfect complements for the festival-like event, predominantly attended by women. It's obvious the ladies love King Promise, but I didn't know some of them were there for a Christmas miracle.

I was today years old when I learned King Promise went through a heartbreak, which he openly discussed in his song "Favorite Story" featuring Sarkodie and OlivetheBoy.

From the moment King Promise made his grand entrance in his cowboy hat, with lots of fireworks announcing his presence, all I could hear was "I love you," "Please marry me," and "I'm yours forever."

This is typical of fans; in fact, I've screamed "We love you" to most musicians whenever I get the opportunity to attend their events. But it was nothing like this lady I met at Promiseland.

She was literally in tears the whole time King Promise was on stage. I even drew my camera technician's attention to her. I told Nat to check the lady's reaction. I thought for a second she had something to do with King Promise, but where she was standing gave her out.

I had the courage to approach her when King Promise brought legendary Kwabena Kwabena on stage! I asked the lady if she was okay; she said yes, covering her face with both hands, indicating she wasn't ready to speak to me on camera.

I assured her that wasn't what I was there for, but I noticed she was crying and was concerned about her. She said she was okay, but her focus was on the stage. I asked if she'd like to meet King Promise, maybe tell him to his face that she loves him and wants him to marry her. I mean, what's the worst that could happen?

I got her attention, but I guess she wasn't confident enough to go through with my suggestion. I moved backstage to catch up with Kwabena Kwabena, and the rest was history.

I went back to that same spot, and my new friend disappeared. It could have been a fantastic love story brewed on Promiseland, but it is what it is. Until next year's Promiseland, stay loving!

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The author, Rebecca Tweneboah Darko (Becky), is an entertainment journalist with The Multimedia Group.

The views expressed in the article are those of her own and do not reflect the sentiment of the institution.

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