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Continue reading →: A day in time…
*** It started on one fine evening in the beginning of time; when the clock stood still for a moment and it occurred to me that this was THE one. He ticked every box (at least then) and it was clear in my head that this was the ‘IT’. Over…
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Continue reading →: MotherhoodFor those of us to whom motherhood was thrust upon; amid everything but the fullness of time; and those of us in the waiting room afraid of the barrenness of time. For those of us who could not, or cannot carry a pregnancy to term because our wombs remain too…
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Continue reading →: Newbie
Welcome on-board and once again- congratulations on your new role. Be it a promotion at work, a switch of careers or organizations or you are kick-starting your career. While this can be a very exciting experience, it comes with a lot of anxiety and uncertainties and here’s why… You will…
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Continue reading →: Silent Tale
He had the type of face one could easily forget even when looking at it. But he also had a manly demeanor that intrigued her. For the next couple of months after meeting (in no manner that called for tea to tell), she found herself mesmerized by this manly-yet paradoxical-demeanor.…
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Continue reading →: Complete…
The me (now) would concur. I would say that before you know who you wholly are outside of someone else, you will never find any form of completeness from another…
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Continue reading →: Remembering my grandmother
I miss her in big portions. Some days more than others :-( ! *** Before our birthdays nowadays, we (generation Y and Z kids) have this thing we call #birthdaymonth and #birthdayweek. I tell you this because July was my birthday month and 9th July 2018 was the beginning of…
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Continue reading →: Perfectly imperfect matches…
The experiences here may be personal, but the truths are universal. For the girls waiting on their men, the girlfriends trying to keep their men, the married women tolerating their men, the divorcees who got fed up with their men; and the hopelessly enamored who can’t get enough of their…
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Continue reading →: Quarter steps
In the village where I was born and raised, being 25 was synonymous to ‘when I grow up’. After 25, therefore, the script was meant to change from ‘when I grow up I want to be XYZ’ to ‘I am that person I used to dream about’. There is the…
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Continue reading →: The lady drivers’ corner
The news that I had decided to buy a car caught Mom Tina more by disbelief than delight. She looked at me disapprovingly and asked if I was ready, already😏. ‘Is that how someone, your own mother, should react to big news like this?’ I thought in disappointment. “I think…
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