So I was in a movie
shop and when I asked for The Temptation,
I was laughed and scorned at like Jesus. The guy selling actually refused to
sell me the movie saying it’s not good and I should only watch it if I want to
get back to an ex for some p***y. One dude told me it’s not worth watching
because a lady gets beaten so badly. And when I finally went back to buy it no
matter what, some typical Nairobi girls said in unison that “yeeeeaaahhhhh,
it’s a girls movieJ”. Well, I got the
movie last night either way, watched it just now and I think it’s a very good
movie. I didn't see anything like what I was told but I think I know why it’s
hated by those that do. It has a very good story, it’s
educational and it’s
real. Not like what Hollywood does, this is more like a Holy Wood Film. As in Cross
instead of gross.
Anyhow, Nairobi girls won’t love it because it
strips them naked of their gold digging, easy life loving, wise counsel
ignoring veils, and it shows the shame, the guilt and the lifelong consequences
of careless life most of them are living. But that’s human nature.
The Nairobi dudes don’t like it because it
shows just how their good looks and money could be deceiving and concealing the
filth that they really are inside. They don’t want to lose the ego. But that
too, is human nature.
Otherwise, it’s a
movie that any mother and unpretentious person would love…just like me:p
I must congratulate Tyler Perry (I always thought he was a
woman until recently
) for the great edutaining movie. It reminded me of my
short past so I decided to share it below.
*WARNING*
The story you are
about to read has no moral. It’s written simply for the relief of the writer.
The story is however true, as remembered by the author.
When I was in my early
teenage, I was an active kid. I belonged to a theatre group and had some sort
of a relationship with a girl in the group. We used to meet in the theatre and
have very short conversations without other kids noticing. At night I would borrow
my dad’s Motorola C35 and send her
sweet nothings, sometimes I would steal it as he caught forty winks after
watching the evening news. We weren't official by the way; just in my head she
liked me as I liked her.
I was the theater club
secretary and with time, I introduced my friends from our estate. It was during
school holidays. One of my friends happened to be the darling of the girls, in
fact he got himself one of the finest girls in the club too so I never thought
he would have anything to do with my girl. One day, we had a dress rehearsal at
The National Theatre and it went until late. No, it was the main day and we
were staging the play. As kids, having the whole theatre for us for hours was
really exciting. At one moment as we gave the care takers a hard time keeping
us grounded and well behaved, power went.
It’s obvious, I was
hurt even though we were never official and I never was sure that they did
anything in that room, but the fact is
that she preferred my friend to me. I even knew, this dude used to dress
better than me back then and he once beat me in a New Years Eve dancing
competition. That night, he got more money and all the girls when I took home a
few five shilling notes and the humiliation of a loser.
Soon after that, I met
my first love…we went out for the longest time. None of my other relationships
has gone longer than that and we broke up on a cathedral balcony. I don’t like
talking about that one. First loves stay forever.
A few years later when
in high school, I had a girlfriend. This was official and we exchanged those
letters. Holidays and midterm breaks
were spent along a cathedral corridors holding hands and planning for the day we would break our virginities. I
would pretend to be her cousin to visit her in school. After a while, I had met
another girl that went to the same school as my girlfriend, actually
classmates. How I met her, again I don’t remember because what she did at the
end made me forget about how I had met her. But she seemed hotter and we had
more in common. She liked music and was
an amazing art student just like me.
My girlfriend on the other hand was good in sciences and was very natural, didn't care much about weight and those girlie things, but that was then. Right
I only wish I saw this far.
Anyway, I started
ignoring my girlfriend and one day during visitation at their school, she asked me to make a choice and I chose the other girl. I was shocked when she
just stood and left, no tears, no slap no goodbye. She just went.
And that moment, hell
welcomed me with wide open arms. I got up and started the search for my new
beau. She played hide and seek until we got flushed out of the school compound
because visitation time was up.
We would exchange
letters and she did everything right. She sent an envelope with a drawing of P-Square, they were a big deal then and
the next time she drew Converse Chucks
on the envelope. Yeah those have been my favorite for like forever, though I
never owned a pair then until two years later. These letters were lovely
packaged but inside was doom and hells fury. She would complain that I never
told her the real me, that I wrote to her like I lived in heaven where
everything was always fine. So I replied and told her about my family break up
and how I missed my mum…in the reply, she said I was a dimwit and a sissy for
complaining about ordinary life issues and missing my mom. I replied with a
resignation. I didn't date again until after high school.
I thank God I haven’t
got HIV or any real bad stories to tell out of my dating past. Thanks for
reading…now share…thanks for sharing J
The Jerk.
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