• Allgemein

    For the love of sex

    I have been on mother earth long enough to learn to be more comfortable in talking about everything sex. A complex topic. Learning and unlearning what sex is and what sex isn’t. Most importantly I have unlearned that sex isn’t bad manners. Sex isn’t sin. I wonder how many people refer to this act as “tabia mbaya” bad manners. I picked that up as a child as sex always went by that description. For me, having been brought up in a household most of you would be familiar with, sex wasn’t and unfortunately still isn’t an easy topic to dive in with the folks and even siblings. Mention the word…

  • Life Lessons,  Short stories

    Minding “my own”

    A few weeks ago on a beautiful evening, I was just about to get to my apartment when I passed this lady in the hallway. Like the well-mannered girl I am, I said hello looking straight at her. I value greetings so much that I blame it on how I was raised. I will feel offended if I greet you and you don’t greet me back. I don’t get it when people disregard greetings. If you ignore me I’ll wonder who hurt you or what I did to not deserve a hello from you. I don’t like to harbor these kinds of feelings. It’s unsettling that living in Vienna and…

  • Family,  Love

    Wet kisses on a wrinkled face

    Sometime last year I had a vital grown-up conversation with my slowly aging dad. I hate to say aging because well, he is daddy and I want him to forever show no signs of aging at all, to stay strong and healthy as I’ve always seen him to be. I have the fondest memories of him. Like, I remember him bringing us vanilla and chocolate wafers anytime he came back home from work and us running to his open hands, him picking us up without staggering and one by one throwing us in the air and us landing back into his arms. At times we would cling onto his body…

  • My Body, my Temple

    No-body

    Maybe I just have to accept that my body is a topic I will always be confronted with until I leave this body. Maybe I should just accept that even strangers can have an uncalled for opinion on my body. Maybe some people sleep better after they have uttered hurtful statements towards bodies that aren’t their bodies. Maybe I have to realize that some people think their body image opinions are the standard and that every body should be like their body. Maybe there is a perfect body and maybe there is no perfect body. But no-body is perfect. Maybe I should uphold my body in dignity and not scale…

  • Family,  Life Lessons,  Losing my mother. The Journey

    We lived and to more years

    Sometimes I am a bit naive not to believe that there is evil in this world. That some people can be so hard-hearted and jealous in a situation they wouldn’t even gain from. Honestly, I don’t understand how someone can be so evil and negative minded to actually sit and plot someone else’s downfall. How they can wish for the worst to happen to another human being. How they utter hurtful and painful remarks on someone’s life. At what cost? At whose gain? I have been celebrating the birthdays of my two amazing younger brothers. Born back to back but different years. My mind took me back to when they…

  • Life Lessons,  Struggles. Hope

    Unappreciated efforts

       You do try. You use everything in your reach to make your life livable. You often juggle to make the lives of those you care about „easier“. You make a lot of sacrifices for others. You give back to people you don’t know and have never even met. You extend your resources over and over again to those who feel entitled. You want to be accorded respect for that. You want your name in everyone’s breath. At times you feel unappreciated, taken for granted but you still do it again. Think of all the good you have done. Oh, you can’t stop. Think of all the times anyone appreciated…

  • Struggles. Hope

    Life taking its course

    It has been a few months of so much unraveling before our eyes. Like literally the whole of 2020 has given us a lot of aha moments. I have had my share of struggles which seem less daunting when I compare with other people’s struggles in different parts of the world. But a struggle is a struggle. Big or small, right? A lot of times we disregard what we are experiencing in our personal spaces because it seems not to measure up to other people’s definition of problems. It sometimes becomes clear that you are struggling when someone points it out to you, or when your body sends you signals…

  • Struggles. Hope

    Filling my tank.

    Whew! Even I hit a block. Geuss who is back? I am. Can I explain? Well, we make plans, God laughs. Anyway I’ll get to the point now.  I discovered that writing was my safe haven. Writing has literally saved my life. (I wish I can say that out loud) I cannot imagine not being able to write. I am very intentional in what I decide to put out there however unconventional a topic might be. I believe in the wholesome of every article I publish and in every sentence, there is usually a deeper meaning that I hope resonates with someone. I am always overjoyed when I put up…

  • Struggles. Hope

    Did you turn out just fine?

    I do not have children of my own yet, yet I find myself vexed by this topic of mercilessly beating children. Some people ask me to wait until I have children to see if my standards based on this will shift. But how can I wait for this unpredicted time to speak on something that affects, has affected and continues to affect a lot of us directly or indirectly. I honestly can’t ignore how I feel when I learn of a child being abused in the name of discipline. Maybe I am trying to speak out on child abuse because I am very passionate about children. Maybe I am trying…

  • Life Lessons,  Love

    Lovestruck in hopeless hopeful places.

    We have all probably seen a movie where people meet in a hospital, fall in love, become a couple and the rest is history. The most fascinating of these stories is when 2 people, both likely suffering from terminal illnesses meet at the hospital wards or hallways and connect so deeply that all there is to see is love and not what they are suffering from. I love beautiful love stories. (Wait, I say that as if there are ugly love stories. I guess for me ugly and love shouldn’t be in one sentence) Well, let me not get into those who are trapped or stuck in toxic relationships in…