Av always been honest in saying I have
never if truth be told been sure when I met my first love or if I have met her
or if I have when I did. What I have learned in my not many years of living is
that. Love is not constantly what you think it to be. It’s very easy to confuse
love, infatuation, obsession, passion and lust. By hook or by crook if not
fully they show in all most similar ways. But am not here as a love critic. Am here
to create a perception or an idea of what love is supposed to be. So for moment
based on my heading I would like to define love “It’s a sensation of affection for another, which blinds our call for for
material earthly things. A feeling that makes us put out of our mind all other
aspects of life that we consider important “
We are not all born moneyed. But somewhere
in the middle of life we start to realize the need for money. Yes, we all need
money. So I raise the question. Can money
buy love? Or can love flourish where there money lacks? Let us create a situation. We will start with
something we are all familiar with. Movies. Think of the most romantic movie
you have watched. Where does the guy take her on their first date? To a restaurant?
That is pretty obvious and expected. Think of something simple. Like a day at
the park, or as simple and African as to that spot by the river or lake if you
like, where they both had their feet in the water. Romantic, right?
My point is, true love rarely knows posh
or expensive. Memories of true love are made on simple but memorable moments. She
is more likely to remember that time when she came at your place and you were
supposed to watch a movie but there was a power blackout and you had to spend
the whole day talking and laughing instead, the way you never ran out of stories.
And when the stories were no longer sufficient to convey your love you found
something more involving and exciting to do… She doesn’t want her first kiss at
that lavish restaurant. She would rather
you take her by surprise as you take a walk in the park or back at your place
when she rarely expects it. I believe what makes a memory special is not how
much it cost to make it but the simplicity in which it is made and the state of
heart.
To me love is best felt and shared
by those who have less to give for I believe there is a greater love in that
who, makes a sacrifice in sharing that which he or she has little. What sacrifice
is it to give away that which you have in abundance or excess? For the sake of
this article;
Love is sacrificing your lunch money
to buy her a present for her birthday, standing in a matatu so you can manage
to pay for to pay for her transport. Taking a beating from street bullies coz
they think you are too much of a looser to have her. And feeling proud and a
man when you can’t sleep at night of pain claiming you protected her. Taking her
to a Mutura base and feeling proud to
take out that fifty shillings note to buy her a piece. And each day as you walk
her home and watch other guys in your hood look at you with envy, wishing they
were you. You feel proud of the simplicity of your love.
So if you have been worrying yourself
that you are not sorted enough in terms of cash to get that girl you’ve been
eying. Think again and relax maybe your pockets are not the only way to get to
her. Furthermore if she is worth your love, she won’t want to seem like a gold
digger or prostitute. Money doesn’t always compliment love. There is much more
to love if you look deep enough, such qualities as simplicity.
