Dr Stella Nyanzi’s ex lover and father of her three children wants to come back to Uganda to check on them, 12 years later.
While her children are excited about their father’s visit, Nyanzi on the hand is not sure whether to be happy of sad.
In a post on her Facebook page, she wrote: “After almost twelve years of physical absence, my children’s father announced on phone that he is coming to see his children. The children are very excited. I, on the other hand, do not know whether to laugh mockingly or cry painfully in response.”
She further states that Mr Ousman, a Muslim of Gambian origin has never seen or touched or been in the space as, their 12 year old twin sons.
“His physical connection with them ended when he planted them in my belly. He last saw our beautiful teenage daughter at Heathrow Airport when she clung to him and cried loudly at their parting. She was only two years old,” she continued.
But that is not Nyanzi’s major worry. The former Makerere University research fellow is afraid Osuman’s visit could awaken old fires.
“I am confused, excited and angry. Daddy Ousman was my best friend during that part of my life. I loved him very much against many odds. We fought hard for our union, amidst many differences. He is Muslim, I am Christian. He is Gambian, I am Ugandan. His ethnic group relies on pastoral herding, mine relies on plantation farming. He has no first degree, I have four degrees including the highest ( PhD) in my discipline. He is a nomad, I am a settler. Many people opposed our marriage because of these differences. I worked so hard to be a lover, wife and co-parent to Ousman that when we parted ways, I was deeply hurt and too burnt out to invest in building another sexual relationship with any man, woman or being.”
Dr Nyanzi is in trouble. Any piece of advice right now could work for her.
Here is what she says the conversation went like;
“You are going to stay in a hotel when you come to Uganda,” I said on the phone.
“Why?” He asked simply.
“Do not expect to sleep in my house, my bed room or my bed,” I told him on the phone.
“Are you afraid that I will awaken old fires when I sleep in your house or share your bed?” He asked.
I was silent. I was at a loss for words.
He laughed that sexy deep laughter of his that always tickled my soul. I got weak in the knees. I am in dead trouble!!!
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