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PRESTON.. :

Dear mother I write to you... With my eyes full of tears...My soul numbed and heart cold as ice.... I know I promised to bring home my wife and maybe a child.... But I have failed... Forgive me....How is life in Zanzibar.... I hear our shilling has strengthened against the Tanzanian currency that's good news....

Mother... This is an open letter so that the world might sympathise with me...Or maybe teach me something....I am currently sitting in my bed sipping coffee.... Traversing through my head... Thought bomberding themselves in an alphabetical sequence....

Mother.
Everything and everyone I loved here... Has found a way to destroy me.... They have done exactly what they said they will not do... I know you told me men don't cry... But you never said what makes men cry.... I want to teach them...

Mama..
Say hi to Anita... The fourth door neighbour to the left towards the granary.....She might be my pick...If she lacks a suitor...Tell her I'll come driving a Pajero...

Mother..
The first one that I loved.. made me feel special... I wanted to let you know about this but I thought it was so early...  I wanted her to do it all by herself... But mother she left to study in India... Mother she told me to look for someone else because she might take long.... But two months later she was pregnant.... Home...

The second one mama.... She was there all the qualities... She always kept my stomach full... She made thick soup and gave warm water... Mama she was the one I swear... But she like the first one cheated again.... She did everything she said she will not do... I cried... I once contemplated... Suicide...

The third came... Wiped my tears and kissed my soul ... She knew the right way to touch my hand.... Tickle my broken soul... She was mama.... She stayed long enough to be my wife ma'....
I swear she was great... But ma' she too had the city girl syndrome and cheated again... This time with my best friend... I found them in my bed... Hamping..... I cried... Ma I cried.....


When the fourth one came... I had lost all hope.... I couldn't trust anyone... She was worse... She lied to me from day one... I was the boy among men... That fed from her water hole... Mama she has my child now... I'll call her after you...She said they didn't know what they had... But still cheated on me....

Mother..
Then came the fifth one... We haven't met yet... But she sounds great... She hasn't talked about my ex but she talks about hers... She says I'm boo... The love of her life... Ma if she leaves I'll not try this again.... She is miles away but when she comes I'll write to you....She knows my scars from poetry and other open letters.... She is yet to know the surgeon....

Mother.
Please reply my message... I have alot to let you know...

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