Wednesday, 20 August 2014

THAT WHITE AND CHOCOLATE COMBINATION


What It's Like Being A Black Woman In An Interracial Relationship | by  Rebecca Stevens A. | ILLUMINATION-Curated | Medium At a young age love does not know race, you fall in love with anyone without asking about their religion or race but when you get older, society makes you differentiate what is accepted and what is not. I could help when a friend of mine came with a dilemma where her Hindu sister was dating a Christian boy, Black and white just don't mix in her world, her mother was in tears and her dad didn't want to see her face. How silly I thought and so I decided to experiment myself and see how society would judge me and my white chocolate mix.
I meet someone on line. Lets call him George, He has lived in Nairobi all his life and he actually speaks abit of the native language. On our first date we decided to go to a high end restaurant, we had a table for two with candle lit dinner, soft music in the background and we had a good time laughing and getting to know each other. The waiters were wonderful, extra attention was given to us and everybody around us minded their own business.
The second date we went to an equally high end restaurant in another area on a Sunday. The services was equally good but the people around us kept staring at us, the women especially with kids. I went to the washroom to freshen up my make up and I was in shock when a younger lady asked where I met the nice gentleman I was with because he must have been a good client. I laughed and lied that he was my boyfriend, you should have seen how her eyes pooped. She told me to marry the man asap because I would be financially free. I went back to my date and held his hands, thanked him for a wonderful date and as the bill came, the waiter put it where my gentleman friend fore side. I grabbed the bill and gave the waiter my card, he looked at me weirdly and walked away too run my card.
Our third date was at a local movie theatre, we went early and got front middle seats, went to a nearby bar which was fully packed, I got a tool at the counter and he stood, for some reason, I got some attention for being with him but men kept bumping into him despite the little space. I decided to pull him really close and held onto him, I could see the looks we got, I was relieved when we had to leave for the movie. One large popcorn bucket, slosh in one hand we walked in just as the movie began, a romantic movie. He put his arm around me and we enjoyed the movie for the next 20 mins in peace. The person behind me kept bumping his shoe into my seat, three times and I slowly turned to see what was going on, in the darkness our eyes met and I gave him a nasty look, I turned back to my movie, snuggled back under his arm and he kissed my forehead loudly, oh the mouth smacks I heard around us was very irritating, we managed to go through the entire movie, with the constant bumps from the guy behind me. We walked into the streets, hand in hand, I hear a few insults here and there which really offended me.
My question is, cant we live in a world that is tribe less, colourless, religion less a world where all humans beings are all the same.
Besides, if you turned off the lights in a room, we are all the same colour!
Keeping it 100%
Miss Di
 

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