Why he won’t go to church with you
A man’s mind is not wired for the church. A sincere church going man is like a grass-eating lion; very rare to find but nowhere close to extinction. Allow me the honor of taking you on a tour of the makeup of a man which causes him enormous discomfort anytime he finds himself on a church seat.
The Spiritual Tourist
Most men are in church because of their women. Any man, at least the reasonable one, will do just about anything for the woman who has somehow managed to tame his wretched heart, which includes accompanying her to church. The church dictates total conformation of every soul within its walls. Let it be known that a man who attends church is not necessarily a convert. Going to church doesn’t make you a Christian in the same way visiting an arboretum does not make you a tree. Most men in church…
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How to know she is The One….
Someone somewhere has miraculously resurrected an almost extinct species of women: the Self Fulfilled Lady. That mysterious lady who goes wherever she wills as herself and only herself. The lady who does not raise tantrums just to get attention, but who won’t hesitate to shove some shoulders whenever her dignity is insulted. She is indeed a unique creature of creation. She won’t endeavor to harm her backbone by balancing her body on six inch hills on the ruggedly concrete jungle of Moi Avenue Street. She won’t suffocate her hips with tight gripping high-knee minis just to break the sweaty necks or blind the roving eyes of ordinary Nairobi hustlers, sufferers and perverts. She won’t walk around swaying her assets like a cypress tree wrestling with the wind on a chilly Monday morning just to flare up jealousy from the flock of casually dressed hardworking women who routinely manage and maintain…
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Why you should visit a Sangoma (witch)
My Gogo (grandmother) often says to me that unless I leave my mother’s house, I will grow up believing she is the best cook in the world.
One cool morning, looked at my mirror and saw a monkey staring back. Unsure of whether I was awake or in a trance, I blinked once and then once more. When I opened my eyes, there was not only the monkey but a meerkat had joined the peep show.
They say mirrors are a reflection of the heart just like water in a stream; they show you things that the ordinary eye cannot see.
I was anxious to know what these images meant, but I was in a fix. If I went to my elders, they would say I am deranged. If I went to my friends, they would jokingly say I need to stop smoking that herb and if I went to…
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How a smartphose can break your relationship
Truth be told, social media is the most formidable foe of friendship and intimacy.
It gives you an illusion of closeness and personal touch while actually putting a barricade to the very things it is designed to bridge. Social media’s firstborn bastard child is none other than the smart phone. You see its effects everywhere; in the bus, bar, salon, café and boardroom. Two minutes cannot even pass by before you slide your phone open to see what is up on WhatsUp, who has posted on your Facebook wall, which of your followers have retweeted your latest tweet, whose profile picture is trending on Instagram and what new archive is in your Dropbox. Sadly enough, you check all these things as your friend or partner is left talking to herself while staring at your inclined forehead with your eyes fully focused on the contents of your phone screen; better yet…
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Looking for Love in Money…..
I think some of our women, especially those in the spotlight, socialites to be specific, are walking a tightrope and convincing their legions to join them on the already breaking rope. It is a very dangerous affair if you ask me. As an environmentalist I know full well that there is absolutely nothing wrong with a woman analyzing a male based on his ability to provide security for her and her offspring. Every female will do that naturally, whether in the wild or in the suburb; be it the lioness in the Maasai Mara, Mama Mboga in Kinshasa or the Range Rover driving bank CEO lady in Geneva. It is a standard test of nature: Provision, Protection, Preservation and Procreation. All these can be summed up in one word: Security.
However, there is a major crack in the above syllogism especially when it comes to the modern day woman who…
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