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Wow…its been a while! I know, I know…no regular ‘work’ or ‘busyness’ excuses, children running riot underfoot, meetings in and out of town. Naah, your life’s too organized to ever really warrant explaining distance, long silences, unrelenting work schedule…right? Well, mine’s been hectic. Real hectic! Had to do my fair share of growing up..uh huh! And I found out that this multi-tasking thing, can sometimes take the FUN and excitement out of life. Juggling many balls can have a downside too. And more so for the organized, choleric types like myself. We don’t know how… Continue reading →
![Of Men vs Women [Part 4]](https://lily.co.ke/files/2010/06/silver-purse-150x150.jpg "Of Men vs Women [Part 4]")
Its one of those Wednesdays. Shirley is busy packing her numerous belongings into her hand bag while bidding her colleagues good evening. She often thinks of quitting this Bank Teller job, but some days stand out more than most. Like today for instance. It takes 4 days for a cheque to mature! Simple and Clear. So why would a grown up man, bring his ugly face to the bank two days later!? As if that’s not enough, claim that the bank is too slow, and try to debate bank policy with her, a mere bank… Continue reading →
![Of Men vs Women [Part 3]](https://lily.co.ke/files/2010/04/go-slow-150x150.jpg "Of Men vs Women [Part 3]")
“This is just moving too fast! I mean, don’t get me wrong…I am glad I met you Lawrence…you are amazing…you have all these great qualities that I always wanted to have in my man…we have a lot of fun together…but…can we just take this a little slower?…” Then she pulls one of those girlish ‘woiiishee’ smiles that she knows drives me crazy. I’m not sure what to say to her. So I just sit there, feign an its-ok smile, tell her I understand, and keep stroking her stubborn hair strand. Truth is, I don’t understand… Continue reading →
![Of Men vs Women [Part 2]](https://lily.co.ke/files/2010/01/knight-on-a-horse-150x150.jpg "Of Men vs Women [Part 2]")
Kamau is attracted to a woman named Diana. He asks her out to a movie; she accepts; they have a pretty good time. A few nights later he asks her out to dinner, and again they enjoy themselves. They continue to see each other regularly, and after a while neither one of them is seeing anybody else. And then, one evening when they’re driving home, a thought occurs to Diana, and, without really thinking, she says it aloud: “Do you realize that, as of tonight, we’ve been seeing each other for exactly six months?” “Really!?”… Continue reading →
A man gets so agitated by the insolent behavior of other beings whom he considers to be his subjects and hence lesser beings, that in a fit of rage he bursts a blood vessel and dies. That, for those of you who are paupers of history is a true story, twice true actually. A question pops up in my mind, what is the highest degree of anger that a person can be driven to? Another one follows suit, between men and women, which side possesses a higher capacity for rage? What ticks a woman’s anger… Continue reading →