Tag Archives: marriage

Marriage is a trap

Post Views = 7802 When Zach touched his wife, she didn’t respond as he’d expected. Instead, she asked him, “ Zach, what do you think you’re doing?” This happened one night five years ago. And for a man, such a question can emit varied feelings, ranging from silence, anger to confusion. If you’re a man, you must have come across …

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The money-milking machine called Ruracio

Post Views = 4602Conversations occur in swahili but have been loosely translated Among the Kikuyu, there is a custom they call Ruracio. Most communities have it, only that the execution varies from one to the other. And this is why Ruracio is more pronounced than others. Ruracio is a dowry payment ceremony where the groom, with other able men, visits …

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Why you don’t need to test drive

Post Views = 2395After my piece on celibacy and following the decision to become celibate myself, I have become inclined to support those who make the decision to stay celibate or in extension those who support the cause. Celibacy can be one hell of a lifestyle considering the weight it lifts off our shoulders from the pressure we are mostly …

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Why can’t God give me a good wife?

Post Views = 4487We sit on a bed. Something that could make a decent 3 by 6 bed, with a new mattress on it. The bed sheet and the duvets are tucked away neatly and placed where the pillow is supposed to rest, meaning the owner doesn’t have one. Tucking beddings is the easiest way of coping with organization if …

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Of Deputy governor and mistress(es)

Post Views = 6926 The water is swirling and sharks circling ready to devour him, tear him into a thousand pieces. The sharks in this case are extra generous and even willing to share their meals with other creatures of the sea. The have sent word across the deep ends of their territories for friends and foes alike to join …

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The Affair: Part Four

Post Views = 2588I was now standing behind her, my left hand on her exposed shoulder fondling with the strap of her bra. She looked up, her lips a little parted and welcoming at that and her eyes wanting; like an Israelite in the Arabian desert praying for manna from heaven. I decided to let the manna rain, play god …

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