PROMISE TO LOVE YOU

Dear me,

I know we have not had the best relationship yet… I have not loved you the way you ought to be loved I have not given you the attention you require… but please bare with me; I am trying my best. I am trying to be the best person for you.  So this year, I promise to love you the way you ought to be loved.

1.     I promise to Date you.

I will spoil you to the best of my abilities. I will give you the big teddy bear that you always wanted , I will take you out for dates and buy you chicken wings often. I will shower you with flowers and fragrance from the best vendors I will take you out to the park and museums for the peace of mind as you write and collect your pieces.

2.     I promise to take care of you.

Dress you in the decent fashionable and classy cloths no more TJR. I promise to accessorize you with a smile and to always have high standards with you. To feed you with healthy foods and to exercise you, keeping you fit. At the same time to eat all the Ice cream and hut burgers and long walks in the dark. To be there when you need me and to always kiss you goodnight and good morning because I am not letting you out of my sight.

3.     I promise to choose you.

If there is a debate and I am to pick you or someone else, I will swing you in my arms and kiss you on the forehead. I will put you first in the decisions I will make. And you will always be the person I will be searching for in a crowded place.

4.     I promise to let you be.

I know sometimes you want to be alone and enjoy/ fight with the animals in your head. This time round, I will give you your space to breath. I will not enquire you to go for a dance and you do not want to. I will not take you out for drinks and your gut is not up for it. I will not wake you up when you want to sleep. I will let you be. 

5.     I promise to be there for you.

To pick up your mess after you have vented out. To uplift your soul when you are feeling low.  To be your soul mate when you are soulless. To feed you with happiness when you are feeling low. Coz I always got your ass.

6.     I promise to always be open with you.

To say all that I need to say for the best of what we want; To have an open system that does not effort us to keep our secrets deep within. To let you free off your emotions and to always speak out what is in mind letting no one influence the decision-making.

7.     I promise to pray for you and most importantly with you.

I will pray to see you achieve your dreams and pray with you to chase your fears away. I will be there as you face your qualms and chase your trances and always seek to see you succeed in all that you do.

8.     I Promise to believe in you.

Even when I have doubts of your vision! To help you seek your fate and see you smile at night, when the stars are shining or on a dark cloudy day.

9.     I promise to love God before I love you.

I know I said you will be first but God is infinite. Until I learn to love him a quarter of how he loves me, will I learn to love you the way you want me to love you. So I am sorry I will put God’s interests before those of ours but always know that I love you First.

I know it sounds all bullshit but this is a promise I intend to keep. I might fall short in one or two point but always know I have the best intentions for you.

You make me happy and tomorrow will not come if i d not love you more than i love you today

I promise to marry you now and always to choose you. This is my solemn vow.

Yours truly and in love with you ,

Myself

*YoungWildandMorethanFree*
*MwongeliM*

THE CHASE

The pursuit of happiness, it may not always grow your bank account, nor give you the tones of friends you might want in life but it will make you a memory millionaire. “Paper chase” and “grind” are common words, the frustration and the face wriggle vivid on the ones who loud the terms. Often we forget to take a moment and enjoy the world. We forget the power of a smile and never remember the purpose of the presence.

Take a moment and smile. As child you smiled naturally; at least to your mother, you gave it out freely and the world was a field play for you at any glance from your sleep. What did change? Grind and paper chase? As a baby when other reacted to your joy, it brought out the best of you. You became gayer and a thing or two went your way.

You are no longer a toddler and life has caught up with you … an excuse you may want to give yourself. In the words of Bernice Johnson an American congress woman who always wears a smile on; “Life’s challenges are not supposed to paralyze you; they’re supposed to help you discover who you are.” 

The paper chase and grind: you let your traits fade because of them. Your account might have grown but deep within a missing link to connect is felt. Your happiness was infectious, your curiosity and zeal to find bliss made people to love you more. Your toddler habits are your secret weapons in trade. How people craft with you is highly dependent on how they perceive you.

As you grew you had to possibly wonder how people saw the world different from you. Your curiosity drew you from your path to find out what makes the heart of others beat faster. Soon you were encrypted into their mysteries. Paper chase and grid was the song you sang too. Your defining character became gray: All this for the pursuit of happiness.

Don’t live down to expectations; this is how the purpose of presence dissolves. Go out and do something remarkable, something fulfilling and something benevolent. Money comes and most often goes; the demand will always be higher than the supply. But the memories cherished in creating it will be a remarkable impact to your zeal in meeting the supply.

Wealth is developed over time so is strength and will. Don’t limit thy happiness in pursuit of the three. Own up to your mistakes, prioritize your health and know your worth… Tomorrow is never known live to day for tomorrow and not yesterday.    

Get out and live the most joyful, authentic life you possibly can.

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Life is hard but still easy

One minute you are so proud of yourself and the other you do not know what life is all about

You feel like you want to cry but you find no reason to do so

Tomorrow looks so hopeful but today is not coming to an end

The boy you hopped to marry has suddenly run off with the “best friend”

And you know what!..... You have to look for planB

You want to work and make your own shilling but do not want to be confined in an office somewhere for 9hrs

You want a full time job that sustains your expensive lifestyle but everyone is asking for experienced peeps

You want to attend every upcoming high end event but you live with your parents and your wallet is empty

You want to buy those awesomely manufactured classy pairs of heels but parting with 5k that you do not have is a pinch

You have to skip several lunches so that you can go for the Nairobi restaurant week to post the epic food photos on instagram too

Your friends are getting pregnant and you still not sure whether to give it up, what is the right time and who is the right person

Is there really a right time and a right person?

Others are already married by come we stay and you can barely make your own meal

You feel too lazy to cube onions and tomatoes… so sandwiches of bread and ham are your daily meals

You doubt that you can cater for another person because your pile of laundry is hipping at the corner of you room

On your mail, an e-cards of one of your high school bff’s wedding

Who is marrying you and yet I have no boyfriend? You often ask silently

Mere jealousy and excitement all at the same time

Then you want to be Mary Jane smart successful but not sealing other peoples husbands

You want to have your own empire but don’t know how to set it up

You finally work the logistics out but they guise more to the odds of it succeeding

You are so passionate about success that your fears boil up your dreams and you are afraid of taking any step forward.

You burn the midnight oil trying to look for a future for your unborn babies

You get old Ben spying on your ass but to you old dogs have no teeth to bite

Young Ben don’t look at you because you too expensive to maintain they say

All you need is some respect and someone to say I got ya.

You got enemies right and center and few friends on the left

You don’t understand why they are cruel and those mean have nothing on you

You become afraid to making it in life because you feel you will lose the ones on the left too

When the streets get too hard for you … you think of moving to the side ways

Till morning when the sun rises then you remember the streets are made for you

You have dined in the best hyped lounges and you do not understand what the fuss is all about

You have found him but you hope that you still have time to dilly dully

You are afraid to commit just so you can have the chills when your phone rings.

Your instagram is full of shots of the good site you have visited in your long life

At 23 the memories of yester night make you hope for a better tomorrow

At 23 they all see potential in you but you keep doubting yourself.

At 23 tomorrow is the day after today.

Happy Hunting

 I might have met you, maybe not but be patient I have some time on my hand, to still be proud of my beauty and to be called by my father’s name. Be sure that I am saving you a lot of trouble of meeting my precious daddy’s wrath both before and after you tell him of your fantasies with his (my father’s) daughter.I still think there is preparation to be done by somebody somewhere.

First as already noted: my father remains. I am still thinking if I am willing to be called Mwongeli Wafula or Mwongeli Mwanzia Wafula. The animals in my head are yet to decide but the latter seems more appealing for now. It is still a topic for discussion depending on the sweetness of your name. That being said we are in this together and I will not run to Daddy when my nail polish peels off. (With my eyes closed and ready to fall) I will run straight into your arms. ….lol….

Oil your legs and elbows. Is it a cult that has been formed or is it a manly nature to look like a crocodile that is scorching in the sun. Am sorry but I need my son to be groomed and that will have to start with the father. Ooh yeas I want my first born to be a son. His name is/ will be Andres. So, baba Andres please start practicing this small habit it will cost you Ksh145 for a 100ml petroleum jelly that will last you 3 months. Swity just forfeit one beer and you are good to go.

I am a very jealous woman. That does not mean that you will not have friends that are female. But if I am insecure about one of them please do not keep her around. You will be free to have boys night out as long as you bring me a bugger at 2am when you are coming back home. And I believe you will be mature enough not to be going for the night outs ever weekend. Now –when I do not know it is you yet- is your time to ratchet up your reckless behavior  but do not spoil your reputation. I need a decent man too just like you need a decent woman.

Baba Andres the journey to getting Andres will not be easy. I plan to be hormonal. Pray hard that my hormones decide that I am not hormonal because that will be the period you will want to divorce me and abort the child yourself. Depending on where we will live – hoping that you are working harder than I am – a 24 hr. mall in the neighborhood will be an advantage to you. That is all I am going to say.

In my dictionary there is no divorce or separation. I am an African. Separation or divorce  does not exist in my percieved culture. If things are tough go to the other room think things through and come, let’s have a sit down and solve the small issue. You better be reading this blog because you will need to remind me of this sometimes too.

Back to the issue of my father, he has taught me a lot. I can change a flat tire by myself, go and stay put at the garage for some hours, change a bulb and pay my own bills: these are among many other manly stuff * as considered* But please do not get confused... I will deliberately forget all this the minute you propose! After you pay for my manicure, I am not going to hold the bill folder at the restaurant ...that will be my chance of  admiring the magnificent nail art done on my feeble fingers. Unless I am the one taking you for the dinner.  And yes I will surprise you once in a while.

* NO we will not go with you to the salon for you to have manicure and pedicure. And I should not hear rumors that you were there!! keep the nails short and clean though, the hair neat and your shirt ironed*

Baba Lolita – nickname to our daughter – I am not a career woman/ I do not plan to be. Neither, am I a stay at home mum. I will be working late some days. Most of the time I will be home early, to make you the Ugali, Managu and Pork you like or is it Usuu wa ikie? (I am guessing you will be a good feeder). But on those days that I will come home late maybe twice in three months… would you please be a helper and order food for us...... please?

Go for swimming lessons! I do not want to be bored on our honey moon being the only one in the water. Be vibrant and be wild. We have a lifetime –after our golden jubilee- to grow old together. So if you are boring I do not know how you become my husband! This is just a hiccup of what I am, most of the rest you will learn for yourself. 

  If you think you are the one, please one of this days drop a comment with the #YoungWildandMoreThanFree so that I can get a hint of what awaits me in the future. Happy hunting to you.

 #YoungWildandMoreThanFree

That will be our slogan cool?

♡ TyeMB♥

Number 2 IS NOT my option

No I am not willing to be number two!! Because being second is to be the first of the ones who lose. This article comes as a follow up to my previous piece on the same platform (http://mwongelim.blogspot.com/2014/11/number-two.html ). I have had some feedback from concerned parties asking how I could advocate for the second bit. The truth is in the world, there will always be the "number twos".  But I do love myself too much to be number two simply because I don’t like being second choice. I will walk away before you even consider me as a backup plan.

A man loves his sweetheart the most, his wife the best, but his mother the longest. Yeas I am willing to be number two.  But only to your MOTHER!! Yeas I hear some mother in-laws are cold blooded monsters from hell. I have not meet them yet. And yes I am not yet married. So yes I might not have enough experience when I write this. But I believe that if a man does not love his mother there is no way that he will love me.

I will put up with all the crap from a man’s mother if  my man does respect her (at this point all other factors are constant), simply because it means he will respect me. I have no problem with mama’s boys ( to some extent though), because it shows they will make time for me at some point as they do for their mother.  Harold Macmillan (one time prime minister of the United Kingdom) did say: No man succeeds without a good woman behind him. Wife or mother, if it is both, he is twice blessed indeed. I like my men successful and the mother is the only one who can be number one and I, the 2^nd.

According to Groucho Marx, A man's wife is his compromise with the illusion of his first sweetheart. Behind every successful man is a woman, behind her is his wife. Groucho Marx was an American comedian and film and television star. He was widely considered one of the best comedians of the modern era (I do not know how quoting a comedian will be credible and justifiable to my points). I like the simple and elegant things in life. To kiss with my eyes closed, to tear in laughter and to take walk without looking out for the shadows following me. Dealing with a ferocious baby mama/ first wife will not allow me the simplicity nor the elegance.

I would not also want to me the ferocious one at the mortuary being thrown out by the security when intending to listen to his post-mortem result. And minutes after I see the first wife being escorted in by his best friend full of grace and peaceful morning.  I want to be  sit on the front row in his funeral and him to be called Baba Jade (our only son’s name) throughout the service.

It is said that a man owes his success to his first wife and his second wife to his success. I do not know how true that is but I kind of agree. Most often than not the second wives come up when the man has some change in his pocket to spare. Only the first wife knows how many times the man has slept hungry and how stressed he was before he landed that golden deal.

Ever wondered why they are called “kachungwa". Fruits are expensive to buy. Not every Mumo and Marlow can afford them. A bunch of 5 oranges cost around  100 shillings. A financially pitiable man would rather buy loaf and milk than oranges. After he has had a decent meal then he can think of the topping. I am decent enough to be the meal and not the topping!

Dr. Samuel Johnson am writer who made great contribution to the English literature as a moralist to say the least, articulates, By taking a second wife he (any man) pays the highest compliment to the first, by showing that she made him so happy as a married man, that he wishes to be so (married) a second time. I cannot be in a man’s life to complete  desires the first wife installed in him. I do not want to be compared to another woman or worse still be under her. God help my dream (or is it a nightmare?) of not being a second wife come true.

Number Two

Two is next to one. It still does depict some level of effort. Often number two has failed to be the number one due to small negligible…should I say mishaps.

 Statement: A girl and a boy jump into a river. The boy swims over to the girl and says, "God, it is cold."

Question: What's the probability they will kiss? (Jenny Downham)

Statement 2:  A second girl jumps into the river just after the first girl goes underwater to test her moments without air. And the boy is feeling somehow lonely at the water surface.

Question: what is the possibility she will try the same trick on him before the one underwater comes up?

Two is the smallest and the first prime number, and the only even prime number for this reason it is sometimes called "the oddest prime"

You become number two when you know that number one position is taken. Still you press on. At two there is usually room for improvement. One is always a position you can work for. But at number one where is the improvement? Zero? Then what? In life there is no zero the first number is 1, so if at Number one and you happen to progress you will just be terminated.
  

The number 2 is important in Judaism, with one of the earliest reference being that God ordered Noah to put two of every unclean animal (Gen. 7:2) in his ark .Later on, the Ten Commandments were given in the form of two tablets.

At two nothing ties you down. You can wake up and decide to travel the world.  Have another number two by your side. Go for night outs from Thursday to Sunday and suffer on Friday and Monday if you work. You can decide not to pick up the call and you will not have to wake up to make breakfast.  You will not have to answer stupid question like - Swity who is Jonte? – asked with a sweet voice but full of ill intentions.

Two is a good number in Chinese culture. There is a Chinese saying, "good things come in pairs". The best thing about pairs is that they function together. But the best thing about number two is that you function individually. You are still a pair but not for social function. You benefit according to your contract. You do not have to explain to people why you are no longer together. There are no strings attached.

 “If people do not believe that mathematics is simple, it is only because they do not realize how complicated life is.” 

― John von Neumann

♡TMB♥

A place of solitude

Do you ever feel like you have given all you could to life and it's entities but have nothing in return? All that you live up for appreciates you less than what you try to put away.

Do you feel confined in a cell with no air to gasp out your hearts desire? That whatever you live for does not live for you.  That if given a chance you would take the next flight to *oklahoma* where you know none and not one knows you.

Serenity a state of mind free from stress. Tranquillity, peace, calmness. Words you wish to experience but you just read them. They won't call to see how you are doing its always you to call. They won't ask you for a day out you have to squeeze time out of them.

What next you ask. What am I doing wrong? Am I too good for this life? Am I meant to be forever alone.  That village witch with the a thousand cats? Should you just ignore them too and the career person soo successful but no one to share the success with?

You feel like Wednesday no one notices you and your efforts.  No good programs come your way unless the usual weekly stuff scheduled for you. You prefer to be Monday hated but always in people's Speeches but still want Friday, they, always anticipating to see you.

This is the beginning, life is a journey you can't wait for the end.  The voyage ain't entertaining.  Tomorrow should come today is not half way gone.  Should you stay or exit through the first. Is the perseverance worth it? Is the next day going to be better? Is where you are headed better or the green will fade to brown

by ♡Tyemb♥