Welcome to your Sarahah

I believe it is a safe assumption that if you can locate this blog on this jungle called the Internet, you must have seen this word in a place or two. At any given point in time there is that one thing that is all the craze. You know something that everyone seems to be … Continue reading Welcome to your Sarahah

I remember

I remember the weight of your body on my feeble frame. I remember which part of me hurt the most from having to carry you. I remember a lot of other things too. In fact, I think just about everything. Your hands pinning me down when you came in. Struggling under you, because I thought … Continue reading I remember

How some men sit

Here is a question I want answered. And one that I decided not to Google before penning this piece lest I change my mind about it. Is there any particular biological or evolutionary reason why men do not know how to keep their legs closed/crossed (that depends on your interpretation of those words). I do … Continue reading How some men sit

Nothing to see here

It is afternoon and I am walking home. Look at that, 12 years seated in an English class and I still did not learn. My primary school English teacher would cane me thoroughly for that one. Or pinch me. She really liked doing that. Pinching innocent children like me who deliberately make grammatical mistakes on … Continue reading Nothing to see here