A blog growing through life.
"I've never seen no girl act like you before. What is your boo giving you for you to spending on him like that?" Mpundu asked Iyanu as she joined them by their table. Iyanu smiled slyly as she thought. Her teeth perfectly white, dimples forming over the tips of her smile and big eyes that... Continue Reading →
Takuzwa stared at the car pull away and drive off with her mouth gaping open. How childish, Takuzwa thought to herself as she turned the napkin over, reading what was on it; The deal was I'd call you when I figured it out. Painting represents everything I am but I'm not sure if it can... Continue Reading →
Ray Dalio is a wealthy american billionaire investor, hedge fund manager, and philanthropist. He has this YouTube video on principles for success (click the name above to see the video). He speaks on alot of things like learning patience and not allowing fear to stop you. Know your goals and run after them Encounter the... Continue Reading →
My favourite colour. It was not love at first sight. When I was younger I bounced around uncertain tides of blues and reds. "I'm a boy" no other need for explanation. Not being able to define myself with colour was painstaking. Worse was the answer I gave to justify my choice. Plus I've never liked... Continue Reading →
Hocus Pocus At 5 you learn quick that the lines are blurred, Its never entirely black or white, especially when you're 5, and no one really had the time to answer your thousand questions But the greys are not only ever in the clouds, But I had to wait, turned 17, and graduate into another... Continue Reading →
Friday Free-day! And so it had begun. The apocalypse. It was slightly past noon when I noticed, An eloquent lovely pass my peripheral, My gaze swayed up Caught hers and for a moment it was a beautiful infectious room Two souls in sync, Tied, bound. Free to surrender to each other Free to be in... Continue Reading →
Untitled There must be days, I'm certain of it, Days where superman would rather walk than fly, Where Batman would rather be Bruce Wayne than vigilanty, Days where your body is whole but your mind feels broken, Days where insecurity is your closest ally, And your closest people seem like obstacles, To the vision, for... Continue Reading →
Margaret Mumbi is the name of the strongest person I have ever had the pleasure of knowing. On my grave I've always dreamed my tomb would read, "Here lies Margaret Mumbi's daughter." She is strong because at 5 my teacher had me deliver a note to my mother that said I had problems learning and... Continue Reading →
Chileshe's Journal. I think this is stupid, Mulenga. I'm writing in my "diary", to myself(and now to you) and I'm more worried about punctuation than content. What does one write in a journal when one has the best female paramour in existence? This paramour being the one that later saves my life. I just used... Continue Reading →