I married you. (part 10)

Distance relationship

…there was a knock at the door of my room… When I opened it was Marco. “Oh James finally you are back,” Marco said, while hanging me… We greeted each other and sat on the chairs. “How was your holiday…?” said Marco. It was wonderful, my family and friends are all doing fine… but there is one more thing that made my holiday seems shorter… “And what would be that, don’t tell me, you met with Florence…”said Marco… ‹‹Yes, I met her››. “How is she?” …I’m sure she is fine; we alone met once, on the very day I arrived… “What happened after seeing her…?” Marco was very curious to know how far I have gone with Florence…

After seeing Florence, I had no more fantasy of starting anything serious, I thought of taking her as my mere friend… “Now what is it that made your long holiday seem shorter…?” Two weeks before coming, I met a girl by the name of Alice…. The girl just stole my heart, with her beauty… “You mean she was more beautiful than Florence?” Of course yes, besides her beauty, I came to discover that she was very simple and intelligent... “I can imagine how you are feeling ‹‹in Italy we say that; love knows not its own depth until the hour of separation››” sure, that is my experienced… but I’m very afraid… “Why are you afraid… you think she did not love you much?” No Marco, she did love me a lot, I was able to tell in few occasions I had with her… “But what makes you afraid if she loves you…?” I think, I did not have enough time to show her, how much she meant to me…

“…James, there is love at first sight and love at first bite; I mean the very moment your eyes met with her eyes… there something stronger than yourselves was born… how often were you communicating when you were there?” Marco asked… We used to communicate almost every day, by sms and on phone calls… there were moments when we used to talk almost the all night on phone… “Now that you are too far from her, you should know that; e-mails, chat on FB (facebook) or phone calls will never take the place of you in this long distance relationship...” said Marco. What do you mean and what can I do? I asked… “Even though we have now faster means of communication… try to use at times the old fashion of communication… to keep the romance alive in a distance relationship… By old fashion I mean; send each other sweet letters, using your handwriting, cards, or even sexy pictures it will help to keep the passion in your relationship alive.” As we were talking with Marco, my phone rang; I checked… it was a message from Alice;

“If the only place, where I could see you was in my dreams, I could sleep forever. I miss you James”

I showed Marco the sms and he said; “Oh!!! Alice, è scioca inamorata di te… reply fast” What shall I write? I thought and then I sent a short sms as well;

‹‹ together forever and never apart maybe in distance, but never in heart››

It’s now 3weeks since, I came back from Zambia but there has never been a day I slept without hearing from her; I told Marco and then he said; “…make it a point to spend time with her on chat or phone as often as you can and do something romantic for her… James, remember that even sharing little things that only the two of you know about, will help to make the time apart go faster until you can see each other again… Talking often will help you feel as if you are closer, than you really are... no matter how long the long distance you are… you may find that talking often makes the time go quicker until you are with each other more permanently…”

“James, it has been nice to be with you… I heard you came back but I had no time to and see you, so today I thought of passing here before, going for sports…” Oh!!! Today its Thursday… anyway I shall join you next week. “Ciao James…” Ciao, Marco, we shall meet on opening day at the university… “Ok.. ciao ciao!!!” Marco said while getting in his car.

When Marco left me, I read once more the message I received from Alice and later I thought of writing her a letter;

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I married you. (part 9)

Second appointment with Alice

On the weekend we met in Ndola as we agreed… Neither of us knew any special place in Ndola, so we board a bus that was going to Mufurila and we got-off at Dolla hill turn-off and we had to walk in the small road in the middle of the forest… It was quiet and lovely… Alice, do you know that today is the last time we are meeting…? “Yes, you told me on phone, I can’t believe how days are moving so fast” Sure, time is jealous; I said. As we were walking Alice still maintained her principles, she never hold my hands even though we were alone at the middle of that forest but she walked closer to me… This day I fancied her a lot but she noticed me and she fast brought in a discussion;

“James, though our love and trust for each other has grown so fast, we have to bear in mind that we do not know each other yet and soon we are to get into a distance relationship, which will not be easy for me” …Alice, what do you mean it will not be easy for you and what are you suggesting…? She replied fast. “James, it will not be easy for me because, a part of you has grown in me already,
I love you and I need you by my side every time... This was the fast time Alice said I love you, before me… so to confirm that I asked; sure? “…yes James, nalikutemwa sanafya (I love you very much)” she answered while looking in my eyes… I added; Alice naine nalikutemwa (I love you too); And then she continued saying; “James, we have to make the rules and boundaries of our relationship known ahead of us before the distance becomes an issue between us. By rules, I mean what we shall be expecting from each other; remember we need to have same plans and same goals” …Yes dear, you have a point; I said… “James, if we stay in touch our relationship will be flourishing” …Sure Alice, I will try to talk to you every day or at least every after few days so that we don't grow apart… Even though, I do have pressure from school work at times. “…No!!! Don’t even panic, I will understand you… just make dates when you will be talking to me” …Alice, to be real with you… I’m afraid, I mean, will you remain faithful until I come back next year…? “James, I cannot do or say anything at the moment but if you trust me I can be happy… I’m a virgin and I promise to keep my virginity until that day, if you are serious this is the best gift I will keep for you…” I think Alice, is just too intelligent for me; I thought, while I was reflecting on what she just said... Thank you Alice, for that gift… for sure, I never thought I deserve that.

We reached at Dolla hill and we board again a minibus to get back in Ndola town…We had lunch from “hungry Lion” …Later, we went to the bus station and before she got into the bus I gave her peg-kiss and she left for Lunshya and I board Mufurila bus as well... On my way I sent her the message (sms) thanks for you time dear, travel well… she replied just after few minutes… “Thank u James… that farewell kiss which resembled a greeting, it has become the sharpest source of my sorrow, I’m already missing you” …We continued exchanging sms until I reached home.

Two days later I left for Lusaka were I stayed for few days to Chishimba’s place and then I left for Italy.

I married you. (part 8)

The first contact with Alice…

In the evening I sent her a message; ‹‹hi Alice, it was nice to know u, hw oz ur trip frm Chingola? Gud note.›› She did not reply to this message and I started panicking again; maybe she did not like me… why didn’t I ask her home address? Will I meet her again…? Before going in bed, I was checking on my phone almost every after a minute for her response. However she did not respond. The first thing I did when I wake-up in the morning was to check once more on phone but I did not find anything. Again I sent another message; hi Alice, I hope u are ok, I will b hapy if u respond to my sms. Have a Gud day. In the evening around 20hrs she replied; “thax 4 ur sms, I oz happy too,, 2 knw u. sorry 4 not responding in tym, I was busy.” After reading her message I was very happy and I got courage to call her during off-pick time... That night we talked almost 2hrs on phone, she sounded so lovely that I was more disturbed with her golden voice... From that evening, we started communicating daily… Since, I had few days before the end of my holiday; I had to make an appointment to meet her in Kitwe...

When we met in Kitwe we went and sat at Freedom Park a very simple place but we created a romantic environment there. When I saw her this time she looked very different... She looked younger and more beautiful… she dressed in a blue jean trousers and a white top in her short natural hair. Once more my heart skipped a breath, Oh!!! Alice you look nice. I said... “Thank you James, you too look different compared to last time we met in Chingola” Sure…? “yes, besides, you sound different, on phone …” How? “…you sound too serious…” so what do you prefer now? “I think both, because, now I can understand more about you” what…? I asked. “By your gestures as we talk, I can learn more about you” for real even me I’m happy to see you and your voice on phone is not very different from the real you...

We talked about our families and I came to learn that originally she is from Kasama, Northern Province and I told her that originally I’m from Mpika, Muchinga province. As we were talking I came to discover that she was intelligent and a sensitive person... She never allowed me to hold her hands. However, we had fun time and I wouldn’t believe how time moved fast… That day I come to believed in one Italian saying; “Quando un uomo siede un'ora in compagnia di una bella ragazza, sembra sia passato un minuto.” When a man sits an hour in the company of a beautiful girl, seems to have spent a minute…

Alice when can we meet again? I asked her. “Since you have said you are leaving for Lusaka a week earlier before your actual day of your flight, we can meet on the weekend; I think I will be free…” Do you mind if I suggest that next time we meet in Ndola? “Ok… I will let you know tomorrow on that one.” Later on we went to KMB bus station… I waited until she left for Luanshya and I board a bus for Mufurila. Fantasy about her accompanied me in a bus until I arrived home…

For sure Alice has changed my world… she has disturbed the cool water in the pond… I used to talk to her almost every hour… She became my daily thought… I loved everything about her… In Kitwe each time I handed her anything and our hands touched each other, I felt sexual tensions… our love and trust grew strong and stronger the more we talked to each other… Alice was sincere and she had certain moral values that I loved more about her… She was 3years younger than me, but each time she challenges me over a certain issue… I felt inferiority. She was intellectually good...

ti ho sposata (parte 4)

Caro Chishimba,

spero che tu sia in buona salute. Per quanto mi riguarda non posso lamentarmi perchè il Signore è presente per me in ogni situazione.

In primo luogo vorrei chiedere scusa per non aver risposto in tempo alla tua lettera. Ciò è dovuto al programma molto intenso che ho. Tuttavia, ho ricevuto la tua lettera il mese scorso e sono stato molto felice di sentirti e sapere che la tua famiglia sta molto bene.

La scuola sta andando bene e ora sto scrivendo la mia tesi in filosofia politica. Attualmente sto facendo la prima parte e nel mese di giugno, discuterò la tesi per il mio diploma di laurea. Amico, qui la scuola non è poi così difficile come in Zambia, ma il problema è la lingua. Il mio primo anno di scuola è stato più difficile a causa della lingua, grazie a Dio, alcuni professori sono stati molto comprensivi e tolleranti verso di me. Altrimenti io non ce l'avrei fatta ad arrivare fin qui.

Grazie per i tuoi complimenti e per i commenti dei tuoi amici. Sì ba Boyi (mio amico) molti sono i momenti in cui ho finito di leggere un romanzo e mi dico <<Avrei potuto scrivere io questo libro>> Sai una cosa? Avevi ragione, credo che tutti portano almeno un romanzo dentro, nella propria testa e nel proprio cuore. Lo scrittore Toni Morrison si esprime così: "se c'è un libro che si vuole veramente leggere, ma non è stato ancora scritto, allora è necessario che sia tu a scriverlo ..." ah ah ah. Scrivere un libro è un compito facile. Tuttavia, ogni giorno un nuovo romanzo viene pubblicato. Tuttavia, la scrittura di un romanzo non può essere facile. Per esempio, quando si è all'università, come nel mio caso o quando si ha un lavoro a tempo pieno, la famiglia, ecc .. Vorrei scrivere un romanzo dopo aver discusso la mia tesi nel mese di giugno del prossimo anno.

Infine, a marzo dopo gli esami verrò a casa per le vacanze, per tre mesi. Ho davvero perso voi ragazzi, io non vedo l'ora di rivederti dopo tutti questi anni. Mi aspetto di trovare il mio piatto preferito (nshima). Su Florence, ba Boyi (mio amico) qui sto morendo dalla curiosità di conoscere questa ragazza, perché non mi ricordo di essere stato seduto accanto a una ragazza alla tua festa di compleanno ma non è questo il motivo per cui non ho allegato niente per lei, ma non riesco a trovare le parole per scrivere ad una persona non conosco. Salutala e ringraziala da parte mia. Fino ad allora! Fate attenzione Boyi.

Saluti James

ti ho sposata (parte 3)

Amare può anche significare aprire il dialogo con una persona che non conosci. La differenza può essere nella  razza, cultura o background. Quindi, bisogna avere il coraggio di affrontare questa realtà della vita ... L'ultima volta mi hai raccontato di tuo padre che ti impediva di uscire con le ragazze ma credo che questa sia acqua passata, all'epoca tuo padre aveva ragione, ma ora, sei  all'università e hai  29 anni. Non credo che tu non riesca a gestire una relazione. "Sto ascoltando," sì, perché se non riesci adesso a conoscere delle persone, sarà difficile quando inizi a lavorare poter fare una buona scelta. D'altra parte, quando si lavora è difficile trovare il vero amore perché molte volte le donne si aprono a te in nome dell'amore, ma in realtà  sono interessate a soldi e cose materiali, ma se ti concedi il tempo per conoscere una ragazza, sarai in grado di capirla, perché avete passato estati e inverni insieme. "Annuisco per mostrare che ero d'accordo con quello che diceva. "Nella risposta basta chiedere al tuo amico di inviarti il ​​suo numero di telefono" ''No Marco'', ho risposto velocemente,''ci ho pensato, ma non voglio parlare con lei, ho paura di darle false speranze, forse lo farò dopo averla rivista ... Ti ricordi quella storia sul programma TV Striscia la Notizia ? Striscia la notizia  è un programma televisivo italiano, dove si mostrano incontri dal vivo di persone che non si sono  mai viste prima ... Un giorno hanno mostrato un uomo che era in attesa sul palco davanti alle telecamere e poi è arrivata una bella signora su una sedia a rotelle ... Ah ah ah Marco'', ridendo, "James, il tuo problema è che pensi troppo, comunque, Striscia la notizia è  davvero divertente ... Ma lo sai  che dopo   l'uomo sposato  quella signora?" Sicuro! No, non lo sapevo, "sì l'uomo si è sposato con la signora e hanno mostrato il loro matrimonio a  TG24hrs " In ogni caso, risponderò alla lettera appena ho tempo.

Abbiamo raggiunto in poco tempo la casa di mio professore e siamo amdati via alle 15:30. Marco, ha lasciato la sua auto nel parcheggio della scuola così ho dovuto scortarlo lì. Al mio ritorno a casa, ho trovato un incidente poco prima del casello di entrata in autostrada. Gli uomini della polizia che stavano registrando la causa dell'incidente hanno chiuso la strada da entrambi i lati e sono rimasto in coda per oltre 30 minuti. Mentre ero in coda ho iniziato a riflettere sulle parole di Marco. Il mio cuore era già innamorato di questa sconosciuta Florence. Credo che Marco  abbia centrato il punto: è arrivato il momento di prendere il coraggio per cominciare una relazione seria. "Amico, quella ragazza  è pazza di te" Ricordo le parole della lettera e sorrido ... Più tardi, la polizia ha consentito il senso unico e lentamente, lentamente, abbiamo iniziato a muoverci fino a quando ho passato il punto dell'incidente. L'incidente è avvenuto quando una macchina ha colpito un ciclista ed è morto sul posto, ho visto la bicicletta, oltre la strada e il cadavere era lì coperto in una coperta, mentre l'ambulanza era lì insieme agli uomini della polizia che stavano prendendo segni sulla scena. .. Ero pieno di paura dopo aver visto il sangue sulla strada così ...

Ho raggiunto casa in pochissimo tempo. Oh! Mio Dio, che una giornata dura, mi sono detto mentre ero seduto sulla sedia. Mentre mi stavo rilassando ascoltando musica dello Zambia ho iniziato sonnecchiare. Quindi, sono andato in camera a fare un pisolino, dove ho dormito troppo, mi svegliato attorno alle ore 18:30. sono andato in biblioteca per cercare alcuni libri  che il mio professore mia ha indicato per tesi. Mentre stavo cercando di studiare, non sono riuscito a trattanere la mia mente e concentrarmi, la mia mente volava via. Quindi ho smesso  mi fermo e sono andato a letto presto. Prima di dormire, ho letto la lettera ancora una volta, la parte che più mi è piaciuta in quella lettera è  ".... Amico, ti ricordi di una ragazza con il nome di Florence, che sedeva accanto a te alla mia festa di compleanno? Lei ti saluta. Amico, quella  ragazza è proprio pazza di te. Da quel momento lei non ha smesso di parlare di te. Ama la tua personalità e lei ti descrive come una persona seria ... "dai, ho cercato di distrarre la mia mente ... forse Chishimba si sta prendendo gioco di me, sapendo che sono ancora single, ho pensato. Sicuramente ho avuto curiosità di conoscere quella ragazza. Comunque chiederò a Chishimba di più su questa ragazza nella mia risposta. Ho dormito tenendo la lettera in mano ...

Passano delle settimane ma non ho dimenticato di scrivere la lettera al mio amico, stavo pensando, solo non ho avuto il tempo di sedermi e scrivere una lettera. Volevo finire di scrivere la prima parte della mia tesi prima di Natale. Sabato scorso, ho deciso di rispondere a Chishimba e il Martedì ho scritto:

I married you. (part 7)

I MET HER

In May, two weeks before the end of my holiday, I went to attend Diocesan youth celebration in Chingola at Watson Stadium in Ndola Diocese. Under the theme “rooted and built up in Jesus Christ, firm in the faith.” This gathering did not only bring joy or add color to my holiday but it gave birth to a long lasting joy; when I met her. (My soul-mate)

Just after mass, as we were watching the cultural dance and drama by youths from different parishes... I wouldn’t believe my eyes when I saw a very beautiful girl from a distance talking to her friends. I walked closer to where she was standing …and when I looked closely in her eyes my heart skipped a beat. I felt incredibly unexpected emotions because she was so ‹‹flabbergasting›› to use a term of our school days. I was crazily attracted to her. From that moment I couldn’t take my eyes off her – she was gorgeous and lovely. For sure I fancied her and it horrified me. One moment I felt like going where she was standing and say something... But the other thought came in that; usually when girls are approached before their friends they respond negatively... Hence, I prayed for Lion’s patience.

I felt a terrifying lust that I have never experienced in my life, I was instantly attracted to this girl, her beauty and her smile as she was talking to her friends weakened me and I have to admit that, it was so different compared to how I see other girls. I mean different from the way I felt when I met Florence at the airport in Lusaka and very different from the way I felt when I saw Lillian my flight-mate.

My heart told me that she is different. ‹‹She had sex petite figure›› …As they say in Italian “ è bona”, brown in completion, her boobs and nice lips at point times made me crazy. Is this what they say “love at first sight??” I just wanted to kiss her there before everyone. Oh!!! My God, have mercy on me; this feeling seems to be stronger than I. From the time I saw her, I never stood far from where she was standing; I kept a 10 meters apart for some times. It took me more than an hour waiting to have chance to talk to her but it’s like she observed me because at several times we had eye contacts. I started panicking when the celebration was about to finish. I couldn’t afford to miss her.

When I saw her and friends walking towards the car park where they were parking their minibus, I started following back. I think they have noticed me, let me just take courage and talk to that girl, although I did not know what to say; I thought.

I greeted the girls; good afternoon!!! The other 3 girls responded apart from her and when I saw that, I got a bit tensed within me. I’m James from Mufurila, I said. Again the other girls said their names lively and that they all came from St. Anthony parish in Luanshya but her; she said in a very low voice, I’m Alice. I heard but I deliberately said; Hello! I didn’t hear your name. She looked at her friend and her friend repeated her name to me “she is Alice.” Oh!! I see Alice. Excuse me girls can I talk to Alice? They answered together, yes you are free and I asked Alice to excuse me.

When we excused ourselves from the group we started walking towards the stadium’s gate. However, I ran out of words, for I did not know where to start from and what to say… To break the silence I asked her what she was doing in life. “I just finished primary teaching course at KTTC, so at the moment I’m just waiting for the postings” She said… All that is good, you seem to be young and I thought you are still in secondary school. “No!!! I finished school three years ago.” James, I’m sorry I can’t take any longer with you I have to go my friends are waiting for by now.” Anyway Alice, before you go allow me to confess that from the moment I saw you, I wouldn’t take my eyes off from you. I was looking at you as you were talking to your friends, I mean; something about you pushed me to this far and I just thought of talking to you. She did not answer me. Alice!!! I called her to hear anything from her… “Thank you for that, but I’m sorry I have to go now can you allow me to get back?” Why Alice…? Am ‘I boring for you…? “No… but I just have to go because when you came there we were about to start off…” Ok, would you like to give me your cell number? She agreed and we exchanged cell phone numbers and she went back. She never showed any interest in me neither the desire to talk to me… anyway since she has given me the number I shall call her. I thought.