April 15, 2008

Enzi za Barua hizi ulikuwa wapi hasaa?

Dear Sugar
Time and ability plus double capacity has forced my pen to dance automatically on this benedicted sheet of paper. Why! this miraculous thing happened is because papie I love you spontaneously and as I stand horizontal to the wall and perpendicular to the ground I only think of you, since you are a fantastic and fabulous guy. papie please Stop haranguing with the feelings in my heart because I love you more than a snake loves rat. To me each day starts by thinking of you and ends by dreaming of you. Each time I see you my metabolism suddenly stops and my peristalsis goes in reverse gear My medular-oblangata also stops functioning.
Crazy crazy crazy you may say but this is true. If only you knew what is going on in my encephalon you would understand. That's why I need to see you face to face with you, soon. I think I have to pen-off hear because I still haven't finished studying electrolysis and polymerization. Catch you pa- later. Sleep tight and don't let those bed bugs ever bite you coz you are too sweet a thing for them.
Yourz Ever,
Sugar tapi tapi
REPLY Dear Honie My Love,
My Sugar,
I was exasperated with pride to have received one from you, the lungs in my body flapped with joy when I have been reading your letter. Anyway by now you have reached the realisations to why I am jotting this small letter to you, yes it is to see if you are keeping with the sands of time. How is everything on that other side of yours? Well here everything is just half lemon half sugar to make it Schweppes. How is your schooling? How are you pulling the wagons of life? I am just pulling the schooling thing like a donkey pulling a cart. My honie, I am missing you very much right now, my heart is perambulating with every word that I write, if it was not for these oceans that decided to flow between us then I would get on the next bus to come and see you, but until then I know that I will not hesitate to put this blue blood on this paper and write to you. I remember that day lovie, that one sweet day as Maria Curry sanged it, you know that it is my favourites song honie, the one day that we were boarding the combies and you escorted me to my home, walking with you just brought sweet dreams to me for the rest of my life honie. If words of love could ride a bicycle I would be competing against marry carrie. Anyways, I will not stop you from reading the books that give you life and education so I will stop here for today. Please always writing to me because I am missing you like sugar misses tea.
You can see my foto above

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

kweli tumetoka mbali sana,lkn mimi nadhani ilikuwa ni ushamba flani hivi.sasa mtu anaweka mambo ya chemistry na biology kwenye barua si ajabu huyo unaemwandikia hajui hiyo chemistry.inachekesha sana te te te teheh

Anonymous said...

hapo mdau wankumbusha mbaliiiii kweli enzi izo watu wanatongoza kwa kimombo kwa kutumia dictionery na maneno yasiyo husiana kabisa eti uonekane darasa limepanda,

mshikaji hapo ananikumbusha ile dizaini ya unaongea na demu alafu ikipita benzi au gari yoyote bomba mzeee unakula kona afu wasingizia ati dingi yule kapita, mwakumbuka hizo au enzi hizo video ziko nyumba chache kweli mjini hapa afu wakuta mtu atembea na vieo kaseti kuchukua ujiko kwa mademu wakti kwao hakuna hata redio kaseti duh tumetoka mbali jamani..... bongo pixs wanikumbusha mbali saaana yani.

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