Nothing confuses my maternal grandfather more than the concept of single women making it on their own. ‘Single’ here is used broadly to refer to unmarried, separated, divorced or widowed women. It makes no difference to him. Because in his mind, a woman needs a man in her life to achieve anything. It has to […]Continue Reading... No Comments.
We all love to stay in familiar territory. We love what we know, because what we know offers us some level of control over the situation. Therefore there is nothing as unsettling as an abrupt change of culture. It leaves us unsettled, because we have no idea what will happen next. See, culture is predictable. […]Continue Reading... No Comments.
(NB: This week’s post is coming earlier than Friday because I am traveling for the holidays. Treat it as an early treat). The other day my friend Major came to me with a discovery. Okay, that is not accurate because I am the one who went to him. See, he is my neighbor. We live […]Continue Reading... 7 Comments.
(My friend Major shared this poem with me over the weekend and I couldn’t resist sharing it) If you can keep your head when all about you Are losing theirs and blaming it on you, If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you, But make allowance for their doubting too; If you can […]Continue Reading... 2 Comments.
Pamela breaks down for the a-millionth time. The coffin is being lowered into the grave. In that box, going six feet under, is her son, the first of seven children. A hard-working boy who had stepped up to support her and his siblings since his father died four years ago. He did this mainly by […]Continue Reading... No Comments.