If we really do get one soulmate each, then I’m screwed: A guest post

Heyyy guys!

Wassup…

I have an exciting post today because it’s one not by me but by one of my favourite people in this whole wide world, my #BFF! I have kept the same person in my life for 13 years now, and going strong (can’t say the same for boys 😂).

I asked BFF for a guest post and she penned something which I think you will also find cool. So here it goes:

There are people who believe that there is only one person in the entire universe that’s made specifically for us-our soulmate. They believe that out of 7 billion plus people, God made that one for you and put them in your path. I hope to God they are wrong. I believe we meet a handful of people that really speak to us and we work at making our relationships with these people. But…on the off chance that these people who believe in one person for each person are right, then I am utterly screwed. Because I have met my soulmate. 

Long story short, during my stay in the diaspora (read Lusaka, Zambia) I met my soulmate. We met under unconventional circumstances and that’s a story for another day. It was a Saturday night and there was nothing but bad decisions in the air and we met. I want to say that my life was changed that day but that’s too dramatic. I did however meet for the first time in a long time, or maybe in my entire life even someone who was on the same wavelength as me. We had a pretty long conversation and it was beautiful. 

That was the first and last time we met. No he didn’t ghost me. Relax mthakathi. I just left Zambia not too long after I met him and we talk regularly and call and video call and all that stuff. At some point, there seemed to be hope of him and I becoming a thing. This was back when I thought I would make it back to the diaspora (I lived in the good part of town, I can call it the diaspora, okay). But I know for a fact I’m not going back any time soon and we are both very practical people. There is no way that would work even if we tried. 

We’re good friends now and he met somebody and I’m glad for him- genuinely and I hope that works out for him. But I also acknowledge that in a parallel universe, there’s a different version of us. A version that watches marathons of Brooklyn Nine Nine and binge watches Button Poetry and gets high together and fights consistently because we are so dramatically different yet so dramatically compatible. In that universe, he calls me fancy things like beautiful and unforgettable and I call him stupid and an idiot because that’s the only way I know how to love. 

Parallel universe. But in this one, we are friends who only speak on the phone and I’m okay with that. Because there’s more than one person for each of us. God wouldn’t just give us one because what if you don’t get to meet them? Or what if you live in a country that’s to their South and a relationship isn’t feasible? See? More than one. And I know this because I have found my next person. It’s a very aggressive crush and it’s unreciprocated but that too is a story for another day. If #bff invites me to guest blog again, I’ll definitely tell you all about it. 

Brief bio on Nkosi, besides being a really cool person and friend who laughs at almost everything and situation; Nkosi is a bad ass writer and you can check out her debut novel (hopefully buy the book as well cause we need the money) here: https://www.amazon.com/Drafts-Letters-Will-Never-Send-ebook/dp/B08R2XJPTW

She’s also a personal blogger, we actually became bloggers at the same time. Check her blog here. She’s journalist by training and she’s written films for television…cool films I must say. Basically, I am BFF with Shonda Rhimes❤️