''Not so fast,'' you said, arresting him in his tracks
First, you had to certify that he had a solid financial foundation
Second, that he complimented you and made you laugh
Third, that he treated you with respect
Fourth, that he wanted a long-term relationship, not a one-night stand
Only after satisfying these requirements did you issue him a visa to your heart
He however had simple requirements: as long as you could cook and exhibited childbearing potential
After some years of phone calls, SMS, emails, lunch, dinner, picnics and movies
After some incidents of breaking up, making up and vice versa
One day he went down on one knee and asked, ''Honey, will you marry me?''
The rest, as it's claimed, is her story and his story
The sun brightened your wedding day like a newborn child brightens its parents' lives
The groom's party ensured their suits spotted no soot
The bridal party ensured they were pretty to the tee
Guests and gatecrashers were in high spirits as if they were high on narcotics
Inside the church building you tenderly held each other's ring fingers and lovingly looked into each other's eyes and like nursery school pupils on their first day, you repeated your marriage vows after the clergyman uttered them
A passionate kiss sealed the agreement
You were receptive to all breeds of advice at the reception
''A good wife does this and doesn't do that''
''A good husband does this and doesn't do that''
You received tonnes of gifts though some were generic
A political party membership was unnecessary to join the evening party
You were still over the moon after your honeymoon
But you had to land back on earth, fast
Then it was back to normal: work, bills, in-laws, etc
The children arrived, the responsibilities increased
The '' I love you'' calls and SMS's reduced, flowers disappeared
Sex became boring, frowns replaced smiles, in-laws took sides
Did we make you split up? Did the financial, physical and moral responsibilities of maintaining a family become unbearable? P pressure at work? What made you no longer want to see or speak to one another?
Why do you lie to your children that the other is to blame?
They deserve to know why you split up so that they can get on with their lives
copyright 2007: festus mbuimwe aka wamoronjia
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