One of the highlights of this Christmas holiday was our sister Wanjiru getting engaged to her beau Mwangi. We have so many wonderful things to say about these two, which we will share at some point in future….for now just sit back and enjoy this wonderful Kenyan love story written by the very hand of God
Our Story ‘Red Rose’ (Wanjiru) And ‘G Mwas’ (Mwangi)
Hahahahaha!! Please allow me to begin my story that way. It is the only way you’ll know that there’s a huge ear to ear smile on my face. All my 26 muscles are actively at work because of the thought of this one girl.
Red Rose. That is what [I] call her. Notice the emphasis there *cof *cof. Before we delve deeper into why Red Rose has me smiling like this, let’s hop into my time machine and take it 17 years back.
Hopefully your journey was not as bumpy, but if you’re still reading this, then you made it at least. So, begin. My family has just moved from Naivasha to Nairobi. I remember the white lorry that carried our household goods. The journey seems like eternity, probably because that was my first memorable distant trip. We arrive and settle down in Congo area, right next to Soweto slum. My school is Kahawa Primary and after 3 years, my sisters and I, transfer to Mary Immaculate. After a couple of months, we relocate to be closer to school and we are now in Kiamumbi estate.
This is where we meet the time machine that begins the 17 year journey to our present time, 2018. Okay. So, my sister makes a friend at school and they soon realize, either by walking together or talking, that we are neighbours. Stone-throw neighbours, for that matter…maybe not my stone-throwing ability, but definitely a javelin-throw distance, if Julius Yego is the subject matter.
The friendship ensues and before I know it, young Red Rose is at my house with her brother and sister and before tic could toc, we are all friends. I have trouble recalling much of my childhood, but from discussions with my sisters and Red Rose’s siblings, I taught them how to ride a bicycle as I had a mountain bike. I also hear we were involved in a fight where I ganged up my sisters and cousins and we headed over to their house with stones and hurled them like young David (with or without precision, I do not know). Who are they? Red Rose and her siblings were a gang by themselves and in no time, it is a Crip vs Piru…the aftermath…….pebbles everywhere and little stiff arms. In fact, we were so tired, we were friends at the end of the day, probably eating mandazis or ice cream and digestive biscuits that my mother always brought us.
Now, from Red Rose’s point of view, which, might slightly vary from mine, is that she would come to my house and I would ignore her. She has an older sister and a younger brother. I know we used to study together with the sister as we are the same age, however, I took Red Rose as my younger sister because she is the same age as my sister.
Time went on, we rode bikes, had battles on Kiamumbi’s hills and valleys, ate biscuits and ice-cream, visited each other, read books and worshiped God in our respective churches. Suddenly, we slowly start joining boarding school for high school and see each other only during school breaks, once every 3 months.
It is not long after I graduate, that we relocate again. This time round we are over 6,000 Kms from their house. Away in a place with white stuff that falls annually and they call it snow. Thanks to Mark Zuckerberg’s brilliance and invention, we are able to maintain contact. A few likes here and there, a few comments on status updates and then a few heartbreaks before the light at end of the tunnel.
Red Rose and I are chatting more frequently and none of our siblings know much, we thought, until Ben (the husband to Red Roses’s sister) tells her that she and I will one day date. She is shocked and refutes the idea. She even tells me. I, on the other hand take a break and start rejoicing, doing somersaults on the floor, knocking tables because I’m taller… you can Imagine.
Time goes on and we realise that we do not just want to date. We want something that will last forever. We get to a point and I tell Red Rose that, since God is the author of love, let us put our opinions aside and allow Him to show us if it is His will for us to be together. We learnt to seperate our hearts from our minds. The heart is not always so smart. So, we use our minds to analyse each other and see if we really like what we see. God is faithful, in that, during this time of searching, we both have similar dreams and they soon become reality.
Fast forward and here we are, standing in front of our parents at a dinner and Red Rose is wearing an engagement ring. Soon after, we are in full African attire. It is our ruracio. Ladies and gentlemen, put your confidence in God only – Mwangi
Mwangi showing Wanjiru a piece of land he intends to purchase for her once they get married!
Since Mwangi operates from Texas, we landed by some cool Cowboy hats, and they fit into the role perfectly
Aren’t they perfect for each other, God indeed is faithful, if you wait upon Him, you will never be put to shame
Some solos of Mwangi’s gorgeous wife to be 🙂
Mwangi looking like a legit Texas ranch owner 🙂
Look at that rock that Mwangi got for Wanjiru, #CoupleGoals
Loved the setting sun’s rays peeking through acacia trees, quite a heavenly scene this is
When a girl finds her match 🙂
They got some matching Converse sneakers with their pet names imprinted on them…how cool is that!
Sweetest proposal ever, well we tried to recreate the actual one…the only thing missing was the tears, lots of tears 🙂
Well, now you know what is new…she said yes 🙂
Aren’t they the sweetest couple south of the Sahara & north of Limpopo? 🙂
A star jump to celebrate the starting of a ‘Happy Ever After’
Thanks Sopa Resort for the perfect photo op
This is us recreating the famous Prince Harry and Meghan Markle walking photo 🙂
A couple that works out together stays together 🙂
Well, more like Mwangi working out & Wanjiru taking a break 🙂
Still though love triumphs any day
Location 3, the sunset was to die for. Mwangi & Wanjiru dressed up for this one
Perfect backdrop for a perfect couple on a perfect evening
Love O so glorious! bright like the shining stars
Every person alives deserves to be stared at (At least once in their lifetime :)) the way these two look at each other
We braved the passing cars and glaring stares for such images as these…absolutely worth the daring adventure
These two are just the absolute #CoupleGoals, am so lucky I know them…they do totally deserve each other
Swoon!!! you gon’ kill us with all that cuteness
I guess this is the road that leads to the proverbial ‘Happy ever after’
This, my friends, is every photographer’s secret fantasy…gorgeous people in a even more gorgeous location
One last money shot before we stop all the traffic. That is how inquisitive we Kenyans can get
We decided to do our last look at the studio. Thanks Sun Africa Studios for letting us use your amazing studio
For the studio look we decided to go all high fashion, Mwangi & Wanjiru absolutely nailed it
Mwangi & Wanjiru put aside all their fatigue after the long dreary day & drive, and brought their out their A-game
This picture spells out B.L.I.S.S
I could shoot these two all day, any day
Marriage is all about two souls blending into one…this is a photographer’s perspective of two becoming one 🙂
Oh my ribs 🙂 Hahahaha…Spare them please (See what I did there :))
Mwangi playing the role of Prince of Zamunda 🙂
Wanjiru’s suave husband to be
A couple that slays together, well…..stays together 🙂
Just in case you are looking for models, holla at your boy (‘Their manger’ :))…these guys need to get some good paying gigs 🙂
Just in case you were wondering who Mwangi belongs to 🙂
I would love to leave you with some final words from a poem Mwangi wrote to Wanjiru
Red Rose (Wanjiru)
History has its beauty
But, so does the future
The only difference is that one
Is still unwritten, a mystery, beautiful
And oh, so unknown, not much can be said
For it is to be discovered. Much like the bud of
Of a Rose flower, that opens up to colour
Our world soon as it blossoms.
Sometimes, we pass that budding flower
She says “hey” we dart a quick glance then nod,
Unawaress. Whether by reason or season, only
The mighty Lord knows. One thing, is for certain, however,
That perfect love overcomes all fear.
So, are my feelings for you, Red Rose.
When I think about you, I’m not afraid of commitment
See me walk at a park, and you will see a man without a
Single care in the world. Like a man with an invisible coat
Ricocheting all societies’ vices
I can’t tell you why it took those many years to say hello
Or even hold hands, truth is, I don’t want to know
Some things are better off unsaid..so are some puzzles
I like to think, our future together was meant to be so beautiful,
It was only right to wait for the inception, because, now
Our love soars, higher and higher than anyone dares
A man that walks on dirt, then one day flies, has no reason to
Bring dirt, or even shoes for that matter, into the open skies.
Friends come and go, and some are only friends when in sight
But gone are the days of worry, trying to fit in, trying to find understanding
With a lover and a best friend like you, any mountain is conquerable
Better is one faithful friend that wounds you with pure honesty
Than one that hideth their deepest thoughts only to release grapevines
Many are the flowers that do blossom each day, but some just can’t be hidden or tucked away
Just like some birds aren’t meant to be caged..their feathers are too bright
So are you my sweet humble love of Red Rose
My love for you is evident, neither can it be hidden, nor disguised
I Love You
Mwangi (G Mwas)