I literally weep. I see the pain. I see the hurt. I see the invisible streaks that the tears left on many a cheek as they stream down my own. I hear the symphony all too clearly: Weep – Scream – Cry – Whimper – Sniffle – Groan – Sigh – Gasp… And feel my own breath shortening. I hear each silent cry a little too clearly, and it unsettles me.
If I may be so bold as to make a suggestion: Same-sex unions are not the cause of the death of the institution of marriage. Two days ago, the Supreme Court of the United States of America issued a ruling that
Gentlemen, I’m just gonna lay this down straight. A lot of us expect to see a lady in all her refined prettiness 24/7. That just isn’t the case. For your sake and hers, if you expect her to be IG-perfect sans-filter all the time, then you truly don’t deserve her. You have to appreciate this: For her to be that damn pretty, she has to put in the work – and you have to put in the work with her.
The 2015 man is confronted by several realities. Let’s, for instance, explore the life of Jamo. Jamo is 32 years old. He works hard – a true believer of the “Work hard, play hard” mantra.His early mornings, late nights and working
It’s very easy to love when you’re both unmarried and not living in the same house. This is a situation that marriage easily corrects. Let’s take this back to the very beginning. (And I’ll speak from the male point of
“Heartburn,” we called it. A meal of ugali and beans. Then Tuesday afternoon in Chemistry class, you’d have this feeling, as though something was searing a hole into your stomach lining. It was a loathed meal. Some of us avoided
In our free time, during those moments when our minds can afford to wander off into that land we hardly ever venture into, our imagination goes on a rampage. Some thoughts are logical, nigh wistful… Ah, yes! The campus days!