Wednesday, May 03, 2006

New York City is like.....

an errant boyfriend. Before I began my relationship with him, I was so in love. I would think about the brief flings we had previously enjoyed and know with certainty that we were perfect for each other. When I finally took the plunge and made the commitment to him, I felt that deep satisfaction that only comes from having attained something you have struggled long and hard to achieve.

We have now been together for almost 3 years. In that space of time, I have come to understand that my boyfriend is less than perfect. He is so beautiful to look at, but when you delve deeper you can't help but notice the ugliness that pervades his heart. He constantly makes promises that he cannot deliver on and exasperates me beyond belief, but just when I am about to give up on him, he goes and reminds me of why I fell in love with him in the first place.

Very often, he has a hard time keeping me fulfilled and I am forced to cheat on him with Lagos, Boston, Miami and my long time partner in crime - London. My boyfriend and I have several issues, but as soon as anyone attempts to bad-mouth him, I immediately jump to his defense. It is the classic love-hate relationship, but these days I think we are leaning more towards a better understanding of each other. I had an epiphany and realised that the reason we were having such a hard time was because I was constantly comparing him to London, my ex-boyfriend. Of course he didn't like that, It made him insanely jealous and sparked many a fight. Since then however, we have had long heart to heart discussions. I have learned to be more sensitive to his feelings, and he has realised that he has to be more understanding of my needs.

It looks like NYC and I will make it through the tempest after all.

8 Comments:

Blogger Through these eyes said...

Nice write up...i really like it...way to go...and btw i hate NYC and yes, i said it out loud. Some of you mofos might be thinking the same thing, but no pride will not let you tell it like it is. Through these eyes does not mince words. NYC sucks!!!

8:17 PM  
Blogger Nkem said...

I've never read a city so lovingly described. The city heaves with life, the city breathes.

3:10 PM  
Blogger chibs said...

Port Harcourt inco?

2:22 PM  
Blogger Monef said...

I wish I could comment on port...never been. sad... i know

3:36 PM  
Blogger c0dec said...

never been to the US but if i ever do, NYC is the place i wanna be. why? cos i've heard it's mad (or worse) like lagos. so i'm really gonna feel at home there. and lets not forget, its the home of the music i love - hiphop

4:43 PM  
Blogger Monef said...

Yep...you'd feel right at home...it's ajegunle with a veneer of civility laid over mostly for aesthetic purposes

4:44 PM  
Blogger Olawunmi said...

efe, you nailed it. i love new york. i like the way you described your affection for your city. this piece resonated in my core, as i am sick of manchester at the moment, and planning my permanent escape back to london and then lagos in the very very near future.

in the meantime i cheat on manchie every chance i get!

1:02 PM  
Blogger Monef said...

@Olawunmi - If I lived in Manchie, divorce would definitely be in the offing. The papers would cite irreconcilable differences.

6:20 PM  

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