When you saw her, you liked her. When you led her to utter her first words to you by saying hello to her, you liked her more. When words exchanged between you two became sentences and later lengthy conversations, you loved her but just like all of us men, you kept that ‘loving her’ truth in the safest treasure chest and delegated the toughest pirates at sea to safeguard it. Just like what would happen to every other man, you grew fond of her and your dog Rex…who had always been your lifelong companion began to feel you slowly drift away from him. Who would think that your next move would be to send her flowers at her place of work and from the expression on her face she was trully impressed. For the sake of being the truthful man that i am, let me replace that ‘impressed’ with ‘blown away’. Yes, she was blown away. And then this time you did something that not every man does ; you threw in sweet words in the form of a text message that mostly came at that time when her boss at work had hurled witch words at her. How you knew about her boss’ story, she didnt quite understand but all she knew was that it made her love you more. I would say i dont quite understand how you pulled that but all i know is that you two jelled. Both of you had found that missing piece in that jigsaw puzzle. Just like all fairy tales and soap operas go, you asked her to marry you. All advertisement screens in town read, ‘Lisa will you marry me’. And since nature is natural, she said yes but still wished all those advertisement screens would read ‘yes james, i will marry you’. This time using ‘blown away’ to express how you made her feel would be an understatement and a lie so i will be honest and tell you that i couldnt find a word to express that. Life had now began and Rex had already learnt to accept that it wouldnt be just the two of you and for that Rex loved Lisa just as much as he loved you. I understand the part that you treated her like a queen, picked her up from her work place, bought her gifts, took her to those expensive hotels and expedition sites, built her a big home and the best workers in that home. What i dont understand is why you began beating her up and calling her useless and worthless. Is it because she lost her job or you got too used to seeing her?. If it is that then you would just have asked her for a divorce and married someone else instead of battering her everytime you got pissed at anything. Blaming alcohol or saying that you were not yourself does not justify your actions. Is it because she couldnt get pregnant and you concluded she was barren? Now that you loved her and did so much for her so she could say yes then you would have thought about the option of adopting. Is it because she told you Rex was getting old and lonely and so he needed a companion? For all its worth, she was just showing that she cares for Rex. Is it because she still showed you all the love even after you beat her up and so you got frustrated? You would just have relocated and lived far away from her if her much affection was the problem. James, she was your wife. She was that person you loved. When she asked you why you came home very late and slept in the guest bedroom you did not answer by word of mouth but with your fists on her once beautiful face made ugly by being repeatedly battered. And guess by who. If i were you i wouldnt even guess. I would just beat myself up and blame myself for making Lisa suffer that much. When you chased her out of your house there was evidence of a small bump on her tummy but because of your rage you were too blind to see that she was with child. Now three innocent souls excluding you are out there suffering. Yes, Lisa bore you twins. And now that happily ever after part couldnt fit in all of this. A boring end for that fairy tale. i would like to tell all men is that you all have no right to beat up your women. It doesnt cost you anything to love her forever even with all her fatal faults. Never put blame on anything to justify your sick actions. Aside from other things, all a woman needs is love.
Archive for May, 2015
Men rarely disagree except when the topic is politics or sports. I however disagree with all men who claim to be atheists but treat their women like goddesses. That is religion. As long as that is settled, i can now tell you why i brought you here. 100% of women who have started reading this have already told their female friends of this amazing article even before getting to the middle. They are all telling their friends that there is a man here who is taking their side. Women let me for a bit frustrate you…this is for you too and for giving you that false feeling i slap myself. Nobody does that to a lady. Showing your mushy side is never a sign of weakness. Just disregard all these magazines, talk shows, movies and try watching those vintage shows. Atleast you will see that even Abraham lincoln had that mushy side. Some of you may disregard my example maybe because abraham lincoln was not the young fellow like are we( yes, again thats how you say it). Then take the orville brothers. Even with their aircraft invention, they still had their better halves to bring flowers to. Even the worst dictators…Benito Mussolini(my personal favourite), Adolf Hitler, the African Mobutu Seseko, Idi Amin Dada also had ladies to take flowers to. Marylyn Monroe had that man she would cook sweet porridge for even with all her great achievements. The same way we invent, make money, save the world, is equivent to how we express love and affection to our special ones. It couldnt qualify as a sign of weakness and without that, the earth would never be as round and i bet if there is life on planet mars and all other planets then my theory is in action there too. So love to the fullest, care abundantly, dont be scared to stand at the tallest sky scraper and i would recommend the eiffel tower(that way it would sink easy to many of you) and scream how much someone means to you. How non- atheist you are. That beauty inside. You will find that you will open the gates of a very big reservoire of so many other qualities you posses but have no knowledge of. That way you will find perfection effortlessly and dont forget to remember me.
The first word my youngest brother said when he learnt to speak was saturday. As he kept saying saturday i kept thinking how he learnt of the word…why he didnt say ‘tata’ like i did. And mark you i was trying to say ‘sasa’ but said ‘tata’. I concluded that my brother might be the next einstein. You must be guessing that he is a year old…that he started talking when it was too late. Please stop that train of thoughts because my brother is just eight months old. Just be happy that a genius has been born and my kids and yours will have an easier life thanks to that invention this guy will come up with. They are lucky than are we; yeah thats how you say it. Now let me play more Beethoven and mozart for him, einstein listened to that everytime. It is for our children’s sake.
You only see the best in people and i guess thats your fatal flaw. You cant help it. Its like a birth mark and even Suleiman reincarnated would sit me down and make me understand that. Sometimes i wonder if you’d ever come my way again. And if you would, i would only want to say i love you. When i say that, just be ready to know how to handle that fatal flaw for our sake only. That way i can be myself. I finally said it, not that i was hiding it but because i did not know it. Its been many long weeks of thinking and i am proud to deliver my deductions. Going through hurdles in a more fun way with you is all i want. Not that i dont want good times; i just want this emoji 😊 during ☹ 👈 these times. What i am trying to say is…come back to me…into my life, this time ready for us. Dont give up on what you think was right for you. If i wasnt, then i take it like a man. I wouldnt like to end with yours faithfully because i have this great feeling that this is not the end. Goodbye too cannot feature at the end of my letter because none of us is dying any time soon. I guess just like old times i will just say babae. Text me if it touches you in even the slightest way.
Sometimes you can not make lemonade from lemons…not that you are incapable, but because your mind is skewed to think that the lemonade is still as bitter. This is the reason people ask me why I didn’t take some golden chances brought to me on a silver platter…those people are actually better than those who howl witch words to me all to show how stupid I am. I shouldn’t be apologising, but am just so sorry. They call it nature, but I call it fate taking its course. There’s no way we can fight that…When it happen, just remember I wasn’t at least stupid. That’s better consolation than beating yourself up and talking to your other self, saying ‘I wish I knew’. I am just saying….I don’t know why but I am….
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