sunset saga

Who wants some coffee? It is exactly 6.07 pm when I open this book to see what is hidden beneath the pages. Its freezing cold so I make a cup of coffee and put on a bowl some popcorns that the girl next door brought me. What do you know about popcorns apart from the fact that they pop while being cooked? Carl Tanzler is a queer character, he’s got a twisted mentality as they put it. His inability to let go of things is beyond human understanding. Pack your snack and board with me to this land of unthinkable. Put on a warm jacket and carry your inhaler. Tanzler was an Austrian-born physician who lived a relatively normal life until 1931 when he fell head-over-heels in love with a young tuberculosis patient named Maria Elena Milagro de Hoyos. Elena, a 22 year-old Cuban-American woman, was taken to the hospital where Tanzler worked in Key West, Florida. Tanzler was captivated from the moment he laid eyes on her. As a child, Tanzler had visions of a stunning, dark-haired woman who was de...

  The other day I was reading about man flu. It wasn’t a random read like it was with the "late Peter’s" story. It was a writer whose stories I read quite often. There was a man with man flu. I was wondering if man flu also qualifies as an illness. An exaggerated cold... ? Alongside the man flu story was another embedded; a tragic short story. It left me wondering how too much life can be for someone.  I haven’t left my father’s house yet, I still have a bedroom at the furthest end of the house. Whenever the dogs bark at night it hits my ears first before it lands on the rest of the family’s. Sometimes I ponder, the world within vs the outside world, and I feel like I’m not ready.  I know that’s lily-livered, a man dies in the battle field. A man dies trying. Out in the cold, in the wilderness at the claws of man-eaters. Nevertheless, a man needs help too. When life becomes too cruel a man goes back to his family to rejuvenate. To his wife or to his mother. I would still ...

 Ahem, so I just woke up in the middle of the night, carefully and cautiously put aside the hands of the 'she' holding me. I felt like doing a random read. I like reading random things in the middle of the night when out of the blue I wake up, more often I make amazing discoveries.   I reached for my phone and typed “something to read” the result was, 23 life-changing things you can read right now. I was not in the sulks of changing my life at 2 am in the morning. What’s even there to be changed? That didn’t tickle my fancy so I kept on wandering… poking my nose into everything that seemed interesting. In the furthest corner of the internet, I met Margaret Howe. Something heaved me to her, the picture. She was an amazing lady, I could tell, sceptical and curious like a ten years old me. She was pretty as pretty could be. Her third name was Lovatt, her bizarre relationship with a dolphin during a NASA-sponsored experiment makes her one of history's strangest characters. ...

Every story has two sides. Truth only one, but at times both! A radiant smile smeared his countenance that day as he walked into the university for admission. He was flanked on both sides by his parents and was tugging along his bulky suitcase. To him this was a dream come true and to his parents, heaven. Their first born son had made it to campus to pursue a degree in Law. What more could a parent want? Theo scanned the surrounding. He let his eyes graze the environment. The tenderly trimmed flowerbeds and green lawns with luggage sprawled on it. He took one ponderous sweep of the opposite bench. What he saw re-affirmed his teacher's remarks that University has variety. Quickly, he selected the best out of them and put a bounty on their heads. University life was good. That's considering things other than the frequent financial hostility. He utilized his newly-acquired freedom to the fullest. Partying. Dating. Drinking. All the stuff you do in campus. You know these things rig...

  Its a Monday for women. To all the amazing women in the world I send you LOVE. In the streets of the internet I came across Zoey and my heart wobbled with love. Meet Zoey Seboe, a 22-year-old aspiring Miss South Africa 2022 who was born with Lamellar Ichthyosis, a rare skin disorder that many mistake for burnt marks or eczema. Lamellar ichthyosis is a type of ichthyosis that affects the skin. People with this condition are often born with a tight, clear sheath covering their skin called a collodion membrane. Zoey believes that everyone is unique in their own way and wants everyone to focus on the natural beauty of human existence. Her family encouraged her to model as she grew up, telling her that she was beautiful all the time. She refused to be defined by expectations and impressions in a culture where beauty standards are frequently unreasonable. Zoey Seboe, was just named one of the Top 30 contestants for Miss South Africa 2022, she has overcome her skin problem to pursue...

  Writing is magic. Everything is a story. Today I come with the things we left unsaid. It has been a while since you had a long one. Let’s go…   He met a friend in 2019. He met him on Facebook. A friend who by coincidence was his namesake. They met by chance. People meet by chance; in church, at the club or in a matatu. He could tell he was a nice person. A happy lad, a good friend you would be happy to meet.   Let us all agree and call him Duke. This means that they are all Dukes. My friend and his friend. Their tribal name is also same. They only contrast at the surname. Duke is not a very common name. You can’t just leave your house and meet Duke like you’d meet Caro or Erick. For convenience let my friend be Duke and his friend be Mike. They made good friends. Mike worked with a research firm whilst Duke was a campus student on holiday during that period. The firm did research on alcohol consumption rate in their hometown. He lived in the outskirts of the town ...

Hey you! It's you am talking to, don't look back. God in his true magnanimous self endowed you with vision. I haven't produced a braille version of this text, so yes you can see. Maybe you've perched a pair of glasses on your nose ridge. The bottom line is you can see and that makes us acquaintances. We could grab a drink some time and deliberate about the pros and cons of vision.What do you think? We have big eyes and sharp wits. My friend and I. Nothing on God's green earth goes unnoticed and unscrutinized in the scope of our vision. Men of cloth notwithstanding. My neighbor is a Bishop. A tittle bestowed to him because of founding a church rather than divine consecration. Nonetheless, he is revered like a deity.The loyalty of his subjects to him rivals that of men to their football team. A polite reminder, if your man doesn't love football, get him a leotard and enrol him to a ballet class.  He is a humble man. The kind of man a mother would like you to emula...