Veni. Vidi. Vici

Dad tells me “Uw’Isi Itarakaranga amenye ko Iri kumutegurira Ibirungo”. (If life has not fried you, know it is preparing your seasoning.) Experienced major life turbulences in recent years, namely, the D. (Well, the other D…) Since I have mourned in public, permit me to rejoice in public. I’M BACK BABY!

Many people lose themselves because of “love.” I know I did. Can you imagine. A whole me? I have been an outspoken independent since birth. But love softens you. You tell yourself well, compromise is Biblical. Truth is, loving another to your detriment is a problem. Never ends well.
Based on my observation of society, men have a very high capacity for self-preservation. Women don’t. We ought to learn from them!

I’m loud & untamable! The aunties fear, I won’t land another husband. They advise me to be meek, fake humble, fake virgin, etc. Not sure why they worry. Push come to shove, I’ll just import one from my father’s village. Give him a better life, he can give me babies. Sounds like a good business deal to me.


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