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GMB 3: The song of the birds


Girl Meets Boy Chapter 3: 


Gulls, Birds, Flying, Water Bird

‘if birds would talk, they would sing of love.
If my heart would speak, it would sing of your name
If my eyes could sing, they would sing of your presence
With my mouth, l will speak of your love’


Siba called Kasanda to meet him outside her parents house dreading to meet Kasanda’s parents. Schools were closed for the Christmas break and everyone in campus were literally chased off from school hostels- a strategy for students not to play married couples. Kasanda always jumped at any opportunity to go home due to the fact that school was already stressful enough and there was always no better place like home…only until when mum wakes her up early on a Saturday morning with what she used to call the ‘Bear style!’

Mum enters opens and leaves her bedroom door open
*Kasanda is still not awake*
Mum enters again 10 minutes later and draws the curtain
*Still asleep…*
A sarcastic cough at the door
*No sound from the sleeper*
 ‘Kasanda! How can a student sleep till this late!’ (mind you it's only 8 am)
*Murmurs in her sleep- seriously what should l wake up doing? study a unit am done with!?*
‘What did you say? You just continue sleeping and there are people out there who lack what you have…plus those dishes are not going to wash themselves (mind you Nyadundo, the house help is around)
*Kasanda wakes up…* (One can dare not sleep when an African mum says this…the guilt on its own will wake you up.)

Siba never liked Christmas festivities at home without his mum around…he felt guilty just being able to make himself happy and preferred taking care of people around him instead. Even though everything was now better with the new step mum and half brothers and sisters, he never really allowed himself to be free. He grew up too fast and never really had a childhood to enjoy, so just any other day he felt on Christmas eve. As everyone was enjoying themselves at home he felt lost and decided to check up with his girlfriend.

Hey Babe, what are you up to?
Nothing important…mum has made me supervise Nyadundo
Haha….Are you doing it?
Naah…was checking out IG Crazy Kennar funny videos…sitting strategically looking at Nyadundo work…wanna come over?
Not to see your parents…but would love to see you. Can l meet you outside in 30 minutes?
Sure…looking forward to it.

Whenever they met it always felt like they were meeting again for the first time, they felt shy around each other and were good at hiding it from each other but only told their friends on that. They walked around the neighbourhood just talking on various topics and Kasanda filled him in with the gossip with every home they passed. Siba always enjoyed her company not just as his girlfriend but also as his friend, he loved the way she loved her family and always talked of them in high cornerstone. What Siba didn’t know at first was that Kasanda also felt like she was different and at times felt lost just like him with his family.

Kasanda knew Siba came over because he didn’t want to stay at home and she reminded him to try to be part of the family instead of pushing them away emotionally. They said their byes and she walked him to the road to take a matatu and she passed by the shop with tea and bread (contingency plan when mum asks where she had gone) and walked back home.


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