Keep chasing

Some of us have been here long enough to see relationships spring up and die rather too soon , with the “mtaachana tu”(you will eventually breakup) crew saying si tuliwaambia.(we told you)
Some of us have been here for just enough time to experience the rollercoaster of emotions , the pain, the bliss, the too high expectations that  come crumbling down fast and  hard.
For some of us , the label happily single is our pride but smashing behind closed doors is what we do best.
For first time lovers , there’s always that dreamy allusion of where your Honeymoon’s gonna be, your retirement home , growing old together blah blah blah. Not to burst your bubbles but sweethearts slow down on this one, lets do this one step first then we’ll think about the second.Just hope, NEVER expect. Am seated outside the the place i have learnt to call home for a year now and hopefully for the next 3 years. There’s a black water tank at the entrance and buckets make queues to be filled as their owners engage in baseless chatter. It’s basically a cycle of bitching on one another. It all starts the same, “By the way have you guys heard what happened to grace ?Well, she was caught cheating on her guy with this light skin dude. And the way Mark loved her, its not fair. Rumours are the other guy is called Brayo. Brayos are all just fuckboys.”(any Brayo reading this;not my words) Then she will put on this sad face like she actually cares when we all know she was also into mark and just happy that he is finally free and she gets a chance to shoot her shot. Bitches!! The next girl will talk about how her boyfriend has been giving her problems and acting like he is into her and also not into her. He has been giving her mixed signals, she’s not sure anymore what he really wants . Jamilla is my roommate. Jamilla specialises in solving relationships troubles. Jamilla rescues sinking ships.Jamilla sees an opportunity to put her skills to work and she folds her sleeves and dives in. “You should just dump his sorry ass, guy is even broke and can’t keep up in bed. Sister , life is too short for shitty love” Am quite taken aback by her words and from the audible gasps its clear am not the only one. Love witch would be a more appropriate title for her. My attention shifts from them to the sobbing of this girl who has been standing next to the hanging lines for a while. She was on a call. There are only two major reasons why a girl would get out of her room and put on a pair of pants to receive a call outside. First its her boyfriend and second it’s her ex. Mike was breaking this girls heart. “Mike please don’t don’t do this. Babe i love you, we can make this work. Is it because of Linda ?….” Her words trail off as her sobbing reaches a crescendo. Long distance relationships. They are a handful. Its going to take a while but she will eventually be okay, she will recover and learn to love again. Or maybe she will never heal then end up becoming a bitter feminist at the age of twenty four then regret her choices when she is fifty, grandchild less and alone. Am still having trouble wrapping my head around the whole feminism thing. I just don’t get it. Do you? I’ll tell you what i think. Never give up on love. Let it burn you , build you, teach you, but never give up on it. Keep chasing and you will find the right one eventually.