By Ian Nkera Ford
After the news bulletin, she springs out of nowhere to grace your television. Not once, not twice but practically every time. Her smile radiates through the screen and for a second, my friend Jimmy is destabilized and temporary paralysis grips his body.
While I don’t think she is all that, something about her just can’t make him forget her. He can’t put a finger to it but that girl has really got him hooked.
Okay, it normally starts like this… Mr. Jimmy is normally casually going through the stations on TV and BANG!!!! A random chic clad in red starts going on about some things I never really pay attention to but after a close listen I derive some stuff about a telecommunications company.
With eyes glued to the screen and a careless drool making its way out of his gaping mouth, it’s never a pretty sight.The envisions about siring her children crowd his ever idle head and someone looking at him could qualify him for a Butabika graduate.
Her flawless skin makes a mockery of Jimmy’s tarmac looking skin. How is it fair that someone’s face can be so rightfully proportioned??
So you guys must have seen her. If u know her, you might as well pass me her details. Yes, like her number, address and what she likes.
Oh, I remember she says something like….. “I AM LEILA… AND NOW I AM AIRTEL”. Now that should ring a bell.
So on a serious note. If you know her, you might want to pass me her number. I swear it is for my friend Jimmy. By the way, I think Leila’s head looks big on billboards. Argghh… what am I saying? Anyway can someone help!? HAHAHAHA.
