April’s Guests; Dennis The Menaces

Sykes Things

Dennis… his name was Dennis. He had a friend, they called him Mbusho. Every day after school they would wait for me at some junction that was close to our house, and they would always try to pick a conversation with me. They would even ask me if I knew “so and so” from my school, though I knew very well that they were just mentioning names of girls from their school. Those boys stalked me for about four years and they made my early teen years hell on earth. They were so faithful at it, it was like their part time job after school…it got worse during holiday season. Those boys were devoted! They had even recruited a younger boy who used to stalk my cousin, Cate…she would burst into tears every time she was sent to the shops.

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I would even try to wake up super early so…

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…the tale continues…

REALITY CHECK.
I thought ‘THE ONE’ one would fall straight from heaven,
all perfect and put together.
With nothing amiss;his sole purpose and mission,
to be mine for keeps.
…and because he would be the best of them all,
i would know him when i saw him; recognize him in a heartbeat.
I thought he’d come from a perfect world,
complete with happiness and love,
and no regrets of the past.
I never thought we breathed the same air,
or that he’d experienced hardship in life;
and sometimes had even deemed it unfair.
I’ve now realised that fairytales lied,
they painted him in a different light.
A fool was I to so blindly believe,
that a man would be so perfect as this.

I’m glad I met the man, ‘THE ONE’.
I’m glad my expectations were trumped.
I’m glad he’s as human as can possibly be.
I’m glad that against all odds he chose me.
We’ve all made mistakes,
we’ve all gone astray,
we’ve all had our dreams broken,
we’ve all been betrayed.
We’ve all had our trust misused,
we’ve all had our hearts refused.
Yet still our hope has been renewed,
in love,we’ve had our hearts rekindled.

Its the question that haunts every heart at one point in life. How do you know you have found ‘the one’? So,we were a few months into the relationship,and A.J had asked me a question that had left me dumbfounded. He asked if I thought he was ‘the one’. Suddenly,those two little words became giant hairy beasts,stalking my every thought. I knew i had to give an answer but my face showed a blank,clueless expression. He was smart enough to tell me that i could think it over and give my answer on another date,much to my relief. The thought that A.J might have been ‘the one’ was kinda scary. The reality that he could actually be ‘the one’ was a heavy truth. You know,its so ironic;that every girl dreams of finding THE MAN,but when he actually comes your way,you wonder what to do with him.
I used all forms of critique;from family to friends…heck,i even sought the internet. I knew though,deep within,that i was the one to have the final say. See,for him it went without question;he was sure about me being his ‘one’. This was a great,yet daunting thing to hear. Weeks had turned to months and i knew that soon enough he would be tired of waiting for my answer.
The internet wasn’t all that bad by the way. Infact,i was overwhelmed by the amount of answers i got…”10 signs that you have found the one..” , ”10 ways to know…”
So,yeah it took a while…a long while…i gave it a lot of thought. But then i remembered the peace i had that very moment i said yes,and how that peace had lingered through,months into our relationship. That’s when i knew…

LOVE AND THE POET.

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THE STORY OF US.
The story of us begins,
tge feeling is so surreal,
i know this is meant to be,
i know this is love.
Its so overwhelming,dear,
what’s happened to you and me,
you made a believer out of me,
you made a believer out of me.

Time has proven to be a great judge and light,
time has led us here,
time has led us here,
and God planned for this to happen,
way before the day,
He brought you to me,
this is meant to be…

LOVE AND THE POET.

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ITS TIME

I feel like i’m ready,
this time its for real,
i’m not afraid of the future,
i wanna take that big leap.
In my stomach there’s an uprising,
at the mention of your name,
and i find myself staring,
into the air a blank gaze.
No more building castles in the air,
for i have found my prince right here on earth.
So with a resounding ‘YES’,
i accept.
Time is of the essence,
let the history making commence.

The most amazing thing was that i had finally said yes,and i didn’t feel like i had been pushed to say it. What astounded me the most was that his first instinct was to pray for our new relationship;for guidance and wisdom and growth. That simply blew me away. Ofcourse he was relieved because i didn’t tell him ‘no’ or ‘wait’,and i loved that he didn’t overly rejoice and make a big fuss out of it. That told me that my saying yes was just the beginning of more joyous journey;that the answer wasn’t all he needed to hear;that he had thought through the whole purpose of a relationship.
All the while,outside,it was drizzling while the sun was still shining. There are many myths that explain such weather but i took it to mean that it symbolized a new beginning…the beginning of us. Too bad we had to part ways immediately after that really beautiful moment,but i wasn’t sad at all;infact i couldn’t wait to tell my girls that their wishes had finally come true. Had to be cautious while walking ,though…felt like i was floating on a cloud. I remember saying to myself ‘I’m somebody’s girlfriend!!’,and it sounded so funny and felt so weird on my tongue. Somehow this decision i had just made felt so important unlike past decisions i had made in terms of relationships.
I had the slightest clue on how to be a good girlfriend,and what i’d do to make a relationship last. All i knew was that the leading hand of God that had brought me this far would be with me throughout this relationship. As i indulged in my sweet niceties from Germany that night,i couldn’t help but replay the past months in my mind…how we met,got to know each other,and how that had all culminated to this. He came into my life at a point where i expected love the least,and yet he had captured my heart.

LOVE AND THE POET.

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ITS TIME

I feel like i’m ready,
this time its for real,
i’m not afraid of the future,
i wanna take that big leap.
In my stomach there’s an uprising,
at the mention of your name,
and i find myself staring,
into the air a blank gaze.
No more building castles in the air,
for i have found my prince right here on earth.
So with a resounding ‘YES’,
i accept.
Time is of the essence,
let the history making commence.

The most amazing thing was that i had finally said yes,and i didn’t feel like i had been pushed to say it. What astounded me the most was that his first instinct was to pray for our new relationship;for guidance and wisdom and growth. That simply blew me away. Ofcourse he was relieved because i didn’t tell him ‘no’ or ‘wait’,and i loved that he didn’t overly rejoice and make a big fuss out of it. That told me that my saying yes was just the beginning of more joyous journey;that the answer wasn’t all he needed to hear;that he had thought through the whole purpose of a relationship.
All the while,outside,it was drizzling while the sun was still shining. There are many myths that explain such weather but i took it to mean that it symbolized a new beginning…the beginning of us. Too bad we had to part ways immediately after that really beautiful moment,but i wasn’t sad at all;infact i couldn’t wait to tell my girls that their wishes had finally come true. Had to be cautious while walking ,though…felt like i was floating on a cloud. I remember saying to myself ‘I’m somebody’s girlfriend!!’,and it sounded so funny and felt so weird on my tongue. Somehow this decision i had just made felt so important unlike past decisions i had made in terms of relationships.
I had the slightest clue on how to be a good girlfriend,and what i’d do to make a relationship last. All i knew was that the leading hand of God that had brought me this far would be with me throughout this relationship. As i indulged in my sweet niceties from Germany that night,i couldn’t help but replay the past months in my mind…how we met,got to know each other,and how that had all culminated to this. He came into my life at a point where i expected love the least,and yet he had captured my heart.

LOVE AND THE POET.

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I knew as soon as he came back he would need an answer. I continued praying dspite crazy pressure from my ‘sistaz’. I was excited about their arrival back home,but butterflies kept increasing in numbers in my stomach as the days approached for us to meet. Finally,it was Sunday,we were about to meet after being apart for three weeks. I was happy to see him,though it was evident that my nerves were in control of my body.
I evaded him for a while so that i could get a little last minute advice on what to do. I knew he’d be caught up saying hi to friends,so i used that time doing breathing exercises and calming down. I was finally ready to face him. As i started making my way to the parking lot where he was,i wasn’t sure what i would tell him but i wasn’t worried any more. After a lot of talk on how the weather was in Germany,and the food,the real talk begun.
He first adorned me with awesome gifts(this time there was no bread and eggs),i was all smiles. I had missed being around him,there was no doubting that. There were also obvious hints being dropped by A.J about how i should be his girl,because i was always on his mind…hehehe! Anyways,it came the time when he would look straight into my eyes and remove a little box from his pocket. What was in the box?…i thought to myself.
I had mixed reactions and my face was distorted,for lack of a better word. It was a proposal. When he opened the box,there was a tiny card with the words ”Be my girl?”
Underneath the card was a beautiful silver pocket watch with meticulous detail. I gasped for breath as my moment of truth;the moment i had been dreading for three weeks had come to us. I said a little prayer in my heart,hoping for an instantaneous answer…and i got one! I got a confirmation.
In that very moment my heart had an overflow of peace that i hadn’t felt in a while,and i got the revelation that there was nothing holding me back from saying yes. Ofcourse i was afraid:the reality that i was actually considering delving into this unknown area terrified me. But the peace i felt was a great sign,it was meant to be.
A.J had never again felt like a stranger to me. Its like i was going to start discovering him all over again. Its like all i knew about him was reduced to a small fraction. There was so much about him that i was yet to know,and the fact that i was going to say yes to him meant that i was ready to accept him as he was. All through,i just gave him a blank look as i pondered all those things…then i finally spoke.

LOVE AND THE POET.

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One step at a time,warm gets warmer,days get better,we get closer.You wrote up a letter,describing me to the letter,with words that were greater,than any i’d heard,like ever.I recall getting a fever,every moment being worth to remember.Everyday as we savour,and make memories;have lovely banter,let’s remember who’s at the centre;who brought us together.This way we will never,regret a thing either now or later.The band from church was to go on a mission to Germany and A.J(yes,i said his name…ish),was among the guys who were privilleged to go there. The period before he left brought about a closeness between us;because i was concerned about his visa situation and had prayed with him about it. As the days approached for their departure,i had a sense of relief,because with him out of sight,i could be able to make a sane decision about us. I remember our last conversation on phone before he boarded his flight…it was quite something. I knew i would be a little lonely because i was used to seeing him every weekend,but it was a necessary seperation.There was a communication blackout between us,and i was literally at the edge of my seat,waiting for the call that would confirm their arrival. It finally came,after the long wait.I don’t know how he managed to do it,but he had arranged little surprises for me back here in Kenya. He had assigned our closest friends with these tasks in the hope that i’d receive them and feel his presence,even if he was far away. Well,some of them were so absurd and quite surprising in themselves,but i appreciated every ounce of effort that was put in.The craziest of them all bread and eggs…yes…i was handed a beautifully newspaper-wrapped package from one of our friends,and she keenly told me to wait and open it at home. Curiosity got the best of me,so i peeked,only to my surprise. I tried to wonder what was on his mind when he planned this. The expression on my face was priceless!It was wierd,but kind of wonderful,that he cared even for my stomach needs. We spoke everyday for hours on end,and he’d tell me how beautiful it was there and how the scenery reminded him of me. All the while,at the back of my mind,i knew i would have to make up my mind about us by the time he came back. So i prayed earnestly for clarity of mind,that i would silence all other voices inside my head,and heed to God’s voice. Well,i didn’t literally hear a voice,but i definitely got a confirmation….

LOVE AND THE POET.

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