Category: PERSONAL BLOG

In my culture, you don’t speak of your father by name due to reverence. But you will find that I often do so in my artistic expressions. That is because my reverence to him surpasses my being his daughter. He is a wonderful human and had I been an objective passerby that was not his…

I didn’t grow up cooking. I only started cooking in my last year of Law School at age 26. I once asked dad how come he enrolled us in everything: swimming lesson, latin class, french class, etc. But he didn’t teach us how to cook. His answer was “Chérie, guteka se barabyigisha, narinzi neza ko…

Ever since I learned that if you’ve had, say, 10 sexual partners in your lifetime, you’d have been exposed to 1023 people (assuming they’ve had the same numbers of partners as you); I have been prettry paranoid with these things. Ultimately, the only CERTAIN way to stay clean is abstinence. However, spirituality aside, if the…

I am always shocked when people are shocked that church has drama. As if people stop people-ing depending on GPS location. Instead of asking, why are haters hating or quarrellers quarrelling in the church? Ask, how do I ensure that I, an equally fit sinner, remain intact? I respect the temple so much, I try…

My dear friend Dr. X is one my favorite african scholars. He finds my being a fervent follower of Christ while also strong panafricanist contradictory. I once made the mistake of calling him pagan, I said it very casually, did not mean to offend. But he couldn’t believe that I, a fellow African, would demean…

As is, consumerism is King and peer pressure is not dead. Because of that many fall prey to nefarious-fast-money-making mechanisms: Crypto/Scamming disguised as Entrepreneurship, OnlyFans, Dealing drugs, Sugar Babying etc. The truth is this, we have been bamboozled, the only way to get long lasting wealth and afford smart toilets with heated seats like my…

Just like that, without notice, 2023 turned out to be the most difficult year of my life. The year prior, my bride price had been paid & (grand) ceremonies were concluded in my hometown. The bottom line is this: I chopped love, the love was sweet, I am chopping no more. The details of the…

“Qui veut noyer son chien, l’accuse de rage.” The above French idiom can be loosely translated to “he that wants to drown his dog, first accuses him of rabies.” As a black professional woman in semi-corporate America, I find I must be especially meticulous in my work product to last in this competition. Luckily, through…

“Cyo Ntugashukwe n’amatara y’aka…” (Let not the city lights derail you…) This is the Capital. While the men are busy chasing blood-tainted technology gadgets and the women are busy drawing in cheekbones God did not give them. There are those who remain unaffected by city lights, money, pedigree, and trends. Always paying the school fees…