and moves mountains but if we keep making excuses for these men even
if they hurt us, uhhm then we will never know the good side of it.
That's why we endlessly chant the love is blind song. Experience
should be there to shape up for the better. No way can a clay pot keep
coming out the same way even after you destroyed it to re-mould. The
bottom line is, one should know when to let go.
Perhaps if I had accepted my fate humbly and let Ben go, then I
wouldn't have been carrying hot bricks on my back. I believe in love
and so does every woman out there but it shouldn't be a factor for us
to fall victims now and then. The river of love is never smooth, there
are rocks, bends, waterfalls and even diversions but the beauty and
freedom comes along with it. My heart was burning and I was sick. I
was so pale and flair and always in bed. Thanks to Norah for always
sticking around when she had her business to attend to. I went to the
hospital and my horror story was confirmed, I was pregnant. Norah gave
me that 'I told you so' look and at that moment I envied the biblical
Korah, Dathan and Abilam who got swallowed by the ground with all
their belongings.
I couldn't afford another baby when my relationship with the father
left a lot to be desired. I didn't tell him until he came to see me.
He was shocked by my appearance and because I was slim, the pregnancy
bulge had already started showing when I put on a tight fitting
blouse. When he touched me, he sensed it.
Are you pregnant?" I just nodded, waiting for the outburst that was
likely to follow. I couldn't say a word because I didn't know what
else to do. Amanda was a year and six months old and quite healthy,
didn't see any problem with keeping the second one but at nineteen?
"You can't keep the baby, Amanda is still young" no way was I going to
go through the process of fighting people off with negative thoughts
to harm the baby growing inside me. He accepted Amanda and didn't want
any harm to come to her why couldn't he accept this baby too????
The type of games some people try to play with God will surely earn
them a special VIP hot spot in hell. If you lie to your fellow man,
you might say it's alright and I will try to explain it but it's a
grave mistake to lie to God, He will expose you because there is
nothing hidden from his sight. A lie is like bush fire, it spread up
so fast you never know what has hit you until you will need another
fib to cover the last one but you will always be on the safe side if
you tell the truth. The circle continues.
This man had wanted me to pay with sex when he had offered me a lift.
Here he was parading like the anointed one of God. Heavens know what
else he used to do behind the people's backs. I am sure pretty sure
women fall prey to his tricks and antics. This other time I watched a
video clip circulating on the social media. A pastor was praying for a
barren woman for God to open her womb. He took anointing water and
started touching her in places that left you wondering if he was
indeed under the influence of the Holy Ghost. Eti mpaka kumupisa mu
blouse (to the extent of dipping his hands inside her blouse). Wonders
shall never cease.
I got hold of Amanda's hand and whispered to Norah that I was out of
there and stormed my way out. She followed me, obviously puzzled at my
sudden change of mind. Outside I explained to her about the Prophet
being the man who wanted to force his way into my p@nts that night she
came to pick me with her neighbor. She said she didn't see a reason
why we were still standing at this church. We left and she vowed to
never set her feet there again. I received a call from Edward. He used
to call me but it was rare, mostly we chatted on face book. He sounded
urgent.
"Wangu please can you do me a favor?" I told him that I first needed
to know what sort of favor before jumping into agreement. He said his
Aunt who was in Mchinji, needed money to travel to Kamuzu Central
Hospital in Lilongwe to undergo a surgery. He needed Five Thousand
Kwacha. I told him that I didn't have that much money. He was on the
verge of tears because I was his only hope. It could have taken a long
time to send it from there. I didn't know the type of job he worked in
South Africa and I didn't know him long enough to take that risk. What
if he just wanted to con me? I didn't own a loan shark and I wasn't a
shylock. I felt sympathetic and told him that I could borrow him three
thousand kwacha, he promised to pay it back in two weeks time.
He messaged me his Aunt's address so that I sent it through the post
office since it was in the rural areas. I sent the money the following
day.The type of games some people try to play with God will surely
earn them a special VIP hot spot in hell. If you lie to your fellow
man, you might say it's alright and I will try to explain it but it's
a grave mistake to lie to God, He will expose you because there is
nothing hidden from his sight. A lie is like bush fire, it spread up
so fast you never know what has hit you until you will need another
fib to cover the last one but you will always be on the safe side if
you tell the truth. The circle continues.
This man had wanted me to pay with sex when he had offered me a lift.
Here he was parading like the anointed one of God. Heavens know what
else he used to do behind the people's backs. I am sure pretty sure
women fall prey to his tricks and antics. This other time I watched a
video clip circulating on the social media. A pastor was praying for a
barren woman for God to open her womb. He took anointing water and
started touching her in places that left you wondering if he was
indeed under the influence of the Holy Ghost. Eti mpaka kumupisa mu
blouse (to the extent of dipping his hands inside her blouse).
Wonders shall never cease. I got hold of Amanda's hand and whispered
to Norah that I was out of there and stormed my way out. She followed
me, obviously puzzled at my sudden change of mind. Outside I explained
to her about the Prophet being the man who wanted to force his way
into my p@nts that night she came to pick me with her neighbor. She
said she didn't see a reason why we were still standing at this
church. We left and she vowed to never set her feet there again. I
received a call from Edward. He used to call me but it was rare,
mostly we chatted on face book.
He sounded urgent. "Wangu please can you do me a favor?" I told him
that I first needed to know what sort of favor before jumping into
agreement. He said his Aunt who was in Mchinji, needed money to travel
to Kamuzu Central Hospital in Lilongwe to undergo a surgery. He needed
Five Thousand Kwacha. I told him that I didn't have that much money.
He was on the verge of tears because I was his only hope. It could
have taken a long time to send it from there. I didn't know the type
of job he worked in South Africa and I didn't know him long enough to
take that risk. What if he just wanted to con me? I didn't own a loan
shark and I wasn't a shylock.
I felt sympathetic and told him that I could borrow him three thousand
kwacha, he promised to pay it back in two weeks time. He messaged me
his Aunt's address so that I sent it through the post office since it
was in the rural areas. I sent the money the following day.
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