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the two-legged tripod

At this point, it is safe to say we are gossiping, isn't it? Me ranting here, you agreeing there pushing me to spill further… Tell you what, I kind of enjoy giving you the tee. Have you ever wondered how opposites work? Like how is the opposite of black, white and the opposite of mother, father, and selfish, selfless? The binary nature of life brings about balance in a sense putting everything and everyone in place. However, we never always have to contend with this nature, and in doing so you specifically sign off for an equivalent of an uphill battle. You might be wondering what exactly is my point here… The three-friend dynamic while ideal and one for the books – the three musketeers, the three amigos, the three of you – require certain work. It demands a deep level of self-sacrifice from everyone involved and a constant conscious decision to make the throuple work because otherwise, it is just a toxic infestation wanting to consume its participants. Nobody can ever point to t...

the narrative | wretched sanctimony

Let me tell you about three conflicts and one Lisa. Conflict One. Lisa observed that there were people with whom she went to the same meeting who seemed to have these seamless lives excessively dotted with pure bliss. So, she thought to herself, how do I become them? How do I get to possess what they do?  Money…right? Maybe some nice clothes and an excellent camera phone…and shoes, definitely shoes. Guess what, it works. Lisa is at the top of her game. You know how I know? How she knew? The caliber of men that approached and those that ceased to. Soon after she notices that her clothes are becoming either old or just unfashionable. They often do when compared to others'. It is only a matter of time before the wallet is thirsty and the well is running dry. She cuts back, it is the wise thing to do. Lisa is a proactive girl though; she will not let this weigh her down. "I am bored today," she thinks, "I could use some refreshments and maybe a kebab or two....

the narrative | a bias finalist's take

Do you know what I have come to painfully learn? In order to be great, thou must serve and serve thou will. One day you are in and you realize there’s a whole new world that needs exploring. Oh wow, there are girls, beautiful girls. Oh look at that one well-endowed and all, or wait, that one with the dress…I swear I must look back.   “Oh wow,” I retort aloud. “Oof, did I just say that out loud?”   Next thing you know; the classes have all begun, cats have been set, and the semester has become serious. Doesn’t seem at all like the movies huh? No crazy inventions, or, or exuding passion for the course, or dirty studious students…scratch that, those do exist. What about those lectures huh? Aaaaaaaaah, things are moving so fast huh? “Bro, umecheki ile series ya Pieces of Her?” “Bro, umecheki hio trailer ya Top Gun? Wakanda Forever?” “Bro, cheki ule dem? si umbongeshe…naskia classrep ameng’ang’ana hapo mbaya…”   Sounds familiar, doesn’t it? A distinction has started showing. H...