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A LETTER TO MA FUTURE WIFE
Dear Future Wife,
I don’t know what you look like, if you are out here or reading this
right now! If you are, please print this letter and bring it to our
wedding reception. It will make a good read before our guests. They say
behind every successful man is a woman. I’ll like to say that behind
every successful man is a good woman because I’ve seen men that have
shut down their businesses because they got involved with the wrong
woman.
I want to be successful and I need to find you right now
more than ever. You may not know how much I need you but I come home
every night with stories that I would love to share with someone
special. I come home late from work sometimes wishing you’d be in bed
waiting for me to hug your warm body. Your slot in my life is so empty
it hurts because I know you are out there without me.
I’ve
often imagined how you look. Are you dark or fair in complexion? Are you
Igbo, Yoruba, Hausa, White Or Black? I play around with different
images in my head but one thing stands out, I know you are a true
African beauty.
My Mum can’t wait to meet you and believe me,
sometime ago she wanted to hook me up with a certain lady from my
village but that didn’t work. Since we are talking about mum, I’ve
always prayed for a marriage where mum and my wife would be best
friends. I’ll do everything possible to make sure that mum treats you
like her daughter. This I promise you.
I still don’t know why
I’m writing you but I guess I was motivated by Waje’s song “Falling”
especially the part that says “If you are ever planning on showing up,
now would be perfect, now would be good”.
I totally agree with
her that now would be perfect. I‘ve waited for long and I need to start
loving you on time. I’ve booked a special 4 u n I the day I’ll propose
to you. I’m not scared of having your name inscribed on ma heart because
when I see you, I’ll know and I promise never to leave you. No matter
where we are, we must speak to each other every day at noon and have
lunch once every week when we are in the same city. I’ll tattoo your
initials on my “wedding ring” finger as a constant reminder to all that I
belong to you totally and in whole.
I’ve gone as far as
selecting some of our special songs. On our wedding day, before the
ceremony commences, we’ll have Waje singing, “Here comes the bride” And
just after the exchange of vows, Waje will do an accappela of “One
Naira”. We’ll walk into the reception with Lami performing “Know“ Our
first dance together as husband and wife should be Banky W’s “Till my
dying day" Followed by Darey‘s “With this woman“ Then MI’s “God Bless
You” And we’ll round our dance up with Wande Coal’s “Ololufe”.
I
know I’m making all these plans without considering you but I’ll be
willing to change all or accept any modifications from you even though I
pray you love them too.
Is it okay if I tell you certain
things about me? I hate liars, hate artifical ladies,lazy Gals, gals dat
feel, n also sum1 dat lack respect, but like it wen u r nice, I’m not
particular about food; I can eat Indomie, fried egg and plantain, 3
times a day for one month without complaining.
Dear, I don’t
know what you don’t like but I’m totally against hairnet, too much
make-up and wrapper.I can’t stand both either in the kitchen or in the
bedroom. We’ll invest in hair wraps.
I would have said that the
maximum cloth size you are allowed to get to is 10 but that may sound
superficial to other people reading this, so I’ll just leave that for us
to discuss one on one. I’m Yoruba and we try hard to take care of our
wives.
I’ll work hard to make sure you don’t go hungry for one day till your dying day.
I’ll let you decide the number of kids we’ll have but I don’t think 3
kids will be bad and together we can make a happy family of five. It’s
2:00Am 5th of July, 2013 and I know you are somewhere out there and it
does not matter if you are in another man’s arms, when I do meet you, I
promise never to let you go.
I promise to take care of you, provide you with all the reasonable good things of life that money can buy.
If you are reading this, please give me a sign. Walk up to me on the street and plant a hot kiss on my lips as a sign.
I look forward to the day I’ll meet you and when I meet you it does not
matter where we’ve been to or who we’ve been with, we will give each
other clean slates to start life afresh together as one.
Someday I’ll go on my right knee with All 4 One‘s “I Swear“ playing in the background and I’ll ask you to marry me.
When we wake up in the morning, we’ll have Az Yet’s “Last Night” and
Bankzy w " Don't Break My Hrt" on repeat while we have breakfast.
I’ll write you from time to time to express how much you mean to me.
Love, hugs and tiny wet kisses,
I LOVE U FOREVER
Your future husband
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