Tag Archives: the chase
My dad has been trying to make me understand the concept of love and marriage. He keeps telling me that God chooses that perfect person for you. You fall in love deeply. A situation comes up and you break up/divorce that person. You go on dating other people and getting married but after years of marriage you divorce the person you are married to and you end up getting back together with that woman/man that you loved deeply. My dad gave me a few examples and I want to share some of them. The first… Continue reading →
I stopped, sighed, looked at her and made a futile effort at offering a goofy smile. For one reason or the other, my heart beat faster than usual. I could swear my sweat pores were beginning to let loose and I felt hazy. This wasn’t good. “Fair enough. Let’s hear it Stella” “Alright. I was 18 at the time…” “How old are you now?” “I turn 23 in August” “Oh, ok.” “Having been brought up in a particularly staunch Christian background, Church was my life. We had just moved back into the City from North… Continue reading →
Now, where was I? Aah yes. 5th Sunday, and there I was all suited up and polished. To ensure this day went according to plan, I had forsaken Kamau’s since Thursday night. This was a first. My very dear Kamau actually called on Sunday morning to confirm that I was not sick in bed, or dead for that matter. I am yet to decipher whether Kamau honestly cares about me, or the healthy revenue I bring him. On this day of the Lord, Stella, whose name I had not gotten to know to this point,… Continue reading →
Fourth Sunday was a prowling Sunday. I have zero recollection of what the pastor shouted about on that day, and my wandering eye was met several times by frowns from other worshipers. Tim was helping with the search. Where was this girl? Then I felt it. At the recesses of my manscience I felt it. She was nearby, close enough for me to see her, probably even touch her, but man I just couldn’t find her! I nudged Tim and told him to look closer, much closer. Then I realized it. In my efforts at… Continue reading →
In the beginning there was God, who without a doubt was fully clothed in majestic robes and clouds to cover any sections the robes couldn’t. Why he decided that his human creations would roam the earth in bare nakedness I will never understand. Thanks to the so called Original Sin, you and I can now adorn the latest in fashion wear. I guess everything happens for a reason. Like I mentioned in my last post, I dared to rediscover the tenets of my spirituality which Ma had so ardently instilled into me. This was back… Continue reading →
I heard that quote on Isidingo, and it got me thinking. At the end of the day, despite feminism, liberalism, and all the other -isms, the average man still prefers to catch his own meat. Never mind that once they catch it, they take a bite, get bored, and look for new prey. As one man said on Nini’s show, “It’s like a dog chasing a cat. What does it do with it once it catches it?” The thrill, apparently, is in the chase. So, logically, if you want to keep enjoying the attention, chocolate,… Continue reading →
There is a guy that i really like, bu t he does not know that coz i never give him any signs,besides he is in a steady relationship. Should i approach him and spill out my guts to him or let it go? Sharon
“Say something.” Something. “Something else.” Ok. Something else. “Crys!!” What do you want me to say? “Argh!! Look, I thought long and hard before telling you that. With any one else I would have stayed far away, but I don’t want to lose my best friend. Besides, you’re always saying you want the truth!” That stings. Truth often does. But he’s right, I do want the truth, that’s what I always say. I just didn’t expect it to hurt so much. So thanks for being honest about it, I guess.
“The average man loves a challenge. So as much as he will say he hates when you play hard to get, he will be a little uneasy if you don’t. Give in too soon and he wonders how many other guys you’ve given in to. Play a little hard and your value goes up. That’s the whole point behind sexual harassment. You put him off, he thinks you’re challenge and tries harder.” Aha. So to put off a stalker I should… “Punch him. Or embarrass him in public … then hire a bodyguard for when… Continue reading →
Jaimie did call me eventually. We go too far back for him to shut me out completely. Phew! His response is interesting though. He has chosen to act like nothing happened. No mention of lions or gazelles or asking out. Though in all fairness, I didn’t actually ask him out. I just asked what he would do IF I asked him out, and whether dating me was such a ridiculous idea. So technically, I didn’t actually ask him out… Anyway, I was quite perplexed when he showed up at my house on Saturday with pizza… Continue reading →