THE BEAUTY OF A SAD STORY

Its been quite a trying cross period
of immense heartache and disappointment. Truth is, I didn’t see either coming, if anything, I thought it was my eureka of the life of love , unconditional love.

The journey as I try to flashback has been a sketchy combination of minimal uproars and unbearably steep declines , all from this one person who means what I hear people refer to as ” the universe”, only that this time , she was my universe. It probably got colonised and probably my weaponry wasn’t sufficient, my arsenal wasn’t big enough. It’s okay to lose , only that I’m not wired to accept defeat.

So I try flowers, roses, tulips and even the rare orchids. I must admit, it was a great feeling to see the girly smile on her face, leave alone the great moments I took her out for coffee dates. Her favourite was the cocktail date at the only 4 star hotel of Embu, just 2 kilometres from the strolling metropolis , Izaac Walton inn.

Finally, I decide to let her go , it was obvious that i wasn’t her type. Being a corporate guy whose life revolves around numbers and statistics, it was hard for me to be the guy she wanted. I mean, I don’t have dreadlocks, tattoos and don’t dress in those “Odi” outfits, she just couldn’t click with me.

It was hard to move on , so I decide to start a company. I needed something to take away the concentration. And following this break up, INDEX GROUP was born, a financial consultancy firm.

Things kick started quite quickly, I just had to move on and this was my only plan. In a month’s time, I had done too much that my efforts got the attention of one of the great C.E.O of a well renown company. In two months my firm was registered and had two clients, big clients.

Surprisingly, I had forgotten all about her , my plan had worked. Now I look the part , Italian outfits, swiss cologne and did I mention , a sleek BMW X6 comfortably stands in my parking lot at the apartment I bought in westlands area , Nairobi.
She obviously saw my posts and since we share common friends who , you know how ladies talk , told her all about me , and guess what , she wants me now . Many attempts to reach out but I didn’t give a flying fuck.

In my line of expertise I met this fine city chick who runs her company as well and so far , we living the good life.

Heartbreaks are normal, it’s how you respond that counts . To all the victims out there , follow your instincts or as the wise men said , ” Easy choices , Hard life . Hard choices , Easy life “.