Memoirs

Time check- 19:30 A.M. Walking along that road that we've walked so many times we practically know where the stones and ditches are without looking. Can dodge cars with our eyes closed. Best bit, we aint saying nothing. It's a comfortable silence. Hell, not comfortable, its a soothing silence. The vibe between both of us is just enough to keep us warm. I am warm. I am warm because i have your jacket on. Who does that anymore? Thought that generation of men was extinct. You know what, you are an endangered species. We talked, though i can hardly  remember anything we talked about. Being around you makes everything else fade into oblivion. I know you are seeing someone else. You and I will never be in love. I am in love with someone else, you know that. But this thing with you, is perfect. No fights, no silly arguments The Chemistry is perfect. and you are perfect. My one and only you. So, as the sun sets on our perfect romance, I hold no pains or regrets in my heart where you ar

Alright, so, its been a crazy heart wrenching week. Was visiting with my pretty little sad confused friend, Pretty Smile, Remember her? Hope not. Her life is one big tough ugly blob of drama. But, things are looking up. Not for her though. I wont delve into that, because i could write for years about her plight and the cows could go visiting foreign lands and come back when am still writing about her. Though, I'll wrap it up, she's let both men out of her life. the father of her babies -yeah. and SNL too. its obvious she cares more about the baby papa but he does not care what she goes through as long as he gets his ego massaged. alright, so, today, the Sun is shining. In my country- this lovely lovely rightly named Pearl of Africa, things are happening. There is a new STD in town called Big Brother Africa:The Chase and there is a Ugandan Brother you can save by voting him to stay :  Here Am not a Big Brother Fan myself, Hell, i dont even own a tv set in my house. All I hear an

Sat down again with my friend: my apologies, it hurt so bad i couldn't write it yet. But here goes: The drama continues- the confusion intensifies... someone, please anyone set a match to this maze... am worried about her. she might drown- So, We get to give names as the story continues. Meet the players in this our real life drama- heartbreak galore. 1. Confused friend- Pretty smile 2. Baby Papa- Baby Papa 3. New man- SNL Pretty Smile met SNL years ago. Their's was an online meet. A random chat room and numbers and personal emails were exchanged. The conversations were carried offline- but never face to face. It wasn't until two years after the initial cyber meet that they actually met in the physical. Needless to say, they'd flirted online and the meet up was a culmination of their previous late night phone chats. They shared one but the most electrically charged kiss at a random location in the city. It was at the clock of midnight. They crossed over from one year to

"He's supposed to have moved on.  Hell, he did move on. He has a 6 day old baby girl. He walked out and said he was done. Welcomed me to pray if i wanted to but he was never coming back to me." He'd found his happily ever after and in his words " I plan on enjoying every second of it' . Then someone help me understand, why he's leaving her voice messages. Why he is asking her out to dates- They've been to a coffee date, a car park date(we all know how cosy and romantic 3 hour car park dates can be) They are slated to go for a movie date sometime this week. He's telling her how he'll never find another like her. The 3 hour car park date had him talk about the first time he knew he was in love with her. He described her attire that day-not very striking (same attire the author is doning today-well different colors) She was seeing another guy back there but he was in love with her and we all know how far a man in love will go. He told her he want

Everything was fine. As in awesome. I loved it all. I lived, breathed this session of my life. The Chemistry was right. I was crushing, much as everyone thought it was much much more than just a crush I knew it was not real. It felt so perfect to be real. I mean, if i were really in love with this subject, I would have it in me to go green with envy whenever they talked about extra curricular visitations to people like me. But, instead, i encouraged them said visits. I've been happy getting the Saturday Night Light sessions. Oh, yeah, they'd grown to more than just Saturday but hell, who was complaining. I wasn't. Subject was enjoying them. Wallowing in them in fact. alright, so what's wrong now? If the picture was perfect, what happened? let me add a little more bright colors to this picture that am about to erase-totally erase. This Subject, we'll call him ME, says the right things at the right time. Does not fail to bring me joy, happiness and to a ecstatic end o

Sitting at Ciao Ciao nursing an ice cream gone liquid. Am here waiting for a friend to show up, did lunch at a beautifuly laid back home restaurant, rode across town for ice-cream when i should be... Nah i shouldn't be nothing. Well, he had to step out and take care of some business, and i love the quiet. It's like, I just rediscovered me. Sitting here watching people, writing out conversation scripts for couples (stuff i assume they are saying depending on body language) Unplugging people who walk in and out. Now, that is what/who I was. I loved my corners. I loved talking to myself and coming up with conspiration theories about everything. Hey, i lived out some of my theories and those are some of the best memories. So, as i sit at this hard wooden bench at this silly expensive bogus ice-cream place in a so-called rich-neighborhood, listening to TIMBERLAKE'S Mirrors and watching my ice cream melt..... I decided to just reach for a note book. And here I am. i am many thing

Over time I have discovered there is no absolute finish line for everyone in the race of life.  Our tracks are different and our durations are different.  The only thing we have in common is the same empire.  For instance, one person graduates @ age 20 and struggles for another 5 years to get a job, another might graduate @ 25 and get a job immediately.  One can marry a virgin and wait for the next decade to have the blessings of children, another lady probably after having series of abortions in her past, becomes a mother almost immediately after marriage.  A fellow becomes MD @ 38 and dies @ 56, another becomes MD @ 55 and lives to 90.  What a life!  Life is full of twists, turns, ups and downs and many more surprises and disappointments.  Life offers each one of us different opportunities and o nce an opportunity is lost, it's gone forever except by the grace of God.  It is up to each one of us to patiently prepare, wait, recognize and utilize every opportunity.  We learn on the

Its been a while, yet again. When am in a place like this, i make myself busy with thoughts of you. Even in the middle of a terribly unproductive and dull day, a thought of you makes it all suddenly bearable. Alright, so here I am, finishing a post i started writing yesterday. Mum, can be clumsy and busy like that. But she loves you nonetheless. Micah, you've become a real joy to have around. Not yet four months but you want to sit up right. mbu you are tired of lying down while everyone ignores you or looks down at you. Hmm! I love you sonnie. Azzaria Lexi(guess imma officially call you Alexaria) . I love the sound and uniqueness of that one.  Lexi my love, you are the real definition of 'Bundle of joy'. Altaira, you are growing into a very serious person. Very serious its kinda scary.

I just can't get enough of this song. Does a thing on my heart strings every time. Just a girl dreaming about a guy- a particular guy singing this to me tonight. This saturday night

Wednesday it is. My work week has come to an end. Non-productive it has been too. Never felt so disappointed before. Not I didn't have any highlights- i did have highlights. Pleasant surprises too. First, lemme go through my down points and i'll wrap up with the smiles. First, i made this one mistake of talking to a psycho- ok. He beleives he's the perfect man. Guy is a contradiction. Am sure he breathes in contradiction too.. :). So one moment he's ranting about how he'll never get in touch with me because i stood him up. Next hour he's promising to pay for cab fare for me to go visit him. And on and on he goes. After that he rants all across social media about how women are such terrible creatures and he denied any direct connection with what he was going through. So, I'll mini-undress him. Let's call him Cy Beane. Cy is the kind of person who thinks he farts floral scents. No, don't get me wrong, I have no problem with someone having this much fai

Grown to look forward to my Saturday evenings. They've become the best nights of my weeks. Better than any cozy lit restaurants or scented baths Better than a lot of things. Alright, so last night was epic. It was awesomeness redefined. Don't get me wrong, but I gotta say this. Alright, this is what happened. I met a boy, years ago. He sounded like midnight silk on the phone, He wrote and spoke well. He sounded perfect. Great Kiss he turned out to be too. Imma take you through this Saturday night lights episodes, one at a time. Last night, was epic. I may not know what it feels like to be in love with someone. But I know what it is like to want someone so bad you can't breath. I know what it feels like having that someone look at you with a need in their eyes A need so deep you can't blink for the fear of missing out Being with someone when the vibe is so strong, it could move mountains. Breathing in sync with this person. I mean, who knew that I still had it in me to b

Yesterday, upon a bus, I saw a girl with golden hair. I envied her, And I wished I was as fair. When suddenly she rose to leave, I saw her hobble down the aisle. She had one leg and used a crutch. But as she passed, she gave a smile. Oh, God, forgive me when I whine. I have 2 legs, God help her. I stopped to buy some candy. The lad who sold it had such charm. I talked with him, he seemed so glad. If I were late, it'd do no harm. And as I left, he said to me, "I thank you, you've been so kind. It's nice to talk with folks like you. You see," he said, "I'm blind." Oh, God, forgive me when I whine. I have 2 eyes, God help him. Later while walking down the street, I saw a child with eyes of blue. He stood and watched the others play. He seemed not to know what to do. I stopped a moment and then I said, "Why don't you join the others dear?" He looked ahead without a word. And then I knew he couldn't hear. Oh