Of A Woman’s Worth

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The value of a woman is not measured in how many cows you pay for her,
Nor is it measured by  how many children she will birth,
It is certainly not measured on a scale like you weigh a choice piece of meat at the butcher,
the value of a woman is not measured in her figure and shape or ratio of her waist to hips,
Nor is it measured in her equality to man
The value of a woman is priceless….
Measured in currency more valuable than gold…
The value of a woman is measured in the same way you measure the worth of any man of worth..
In the depth and goodness of the soul beneath…..

*work in progress*

~B

 

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Of Blessed Princes: A review

The Blessed Princes: A ReviewBlessed princes book review

The Blessed Princes is a novella by Micheal Mc Portar Mupotaringa and Monalisa Chishato.

This easy read  37 pages long is an intriguing short story that’s next to impossible to give a summary or review of without giving away any spoilers. Blessed Princes explores the whirlwind dynamics of relationships, marriage and cheating.

The book opens with an unlikely chance encounter, a wife meets her husband’s mistress…..thats some real drama right there and of course you will want to know how  the everything gets resolved especially if you throw in that both the the wife and mistress are pregnant and the mistress  is engaged to be married to someone else. You can even tell that from the cover page art… What a tangled web they weave.

The book title is curiously interesting but you will have to read it to for yourself, a book gotta have its mystery…. and of course a cliff hanger at the end…..

Its way too short to totally do justice to the intricate dynamics of relationships, the lies, deception and the secrets entangled and woven into the fabric of our interactions. A few continuity errors which could have been easily fixed by fleshing out the plot also jar the reading experience of an otherwise interesting way to spend a few minutes of your life seeing what the plot unravels.

A link to where you can download the book The Blessed Princes

 

Monalisa Chishato and Mcpotar

In an interesting aside, the co-authors begun working on this project just after they started dating bu the book got published a week after they broke up one would wonder if it were an intricate publicity stunt….They say it was not but of course thats what anyone behind a publicity would say

“No it’s not a publicity stunt but yes it’s an opportunity.”

~Michael Mupotaringa

I guess that means dont hold your breath waiting for a sequel to the cliffhanger ……

~B

PS would you date your co-author?

Day 8 of my blog everyday challenge themed Africa: Stories From Home

Photocredit mcpotar.com

 

 

 

Of coffee and marriage

If you were having coffee with me, I would greet you at the door and I would ask you if you aren’t glad I’m not the kind of host to insist that you take off your shoes because the floors have been waxed and shined to glass like perfection.

I have decided people who insist this simply want to cheat you into helping them shine their floors with your socks. If you are going to make such an imposition at least use a colourless floor wax and not a vivid red or thick black which has a nasty habit of staining the soles of your feet/socks and the inside of your shoes unless of course you are going to help me with my sock laundry and or a pedicure 😂

If you are having coffee with me and I ever visit your house, and you ask me to remove my shoes I’ll insist on staying outside, I am wearing mismatches socks you see,🙈 actually you can’t see it, that’s why I’ll keep my shoes on.

One minute you have a drawer full of matching pairs of socks, next time you look again and you find only one of each. 😯 I am strongly considering buying a pack of the same colour of socks but you might think I never change them 😂 now stop trying to catch a glimpse of my ankle cleavage to see if my socks match. . …😛

If you were having coffee with me, I’d tell you about how I accompanied my older brother for the lobola (bride price) ceremony for his fiancee. For those not familiar with this traditional custom of ours, this is when the prospective son-in-law gets formally welcomed into the family and introduced to the father of the bride, after negotiations and payment of the bride price of course, and this is also when you get to request for or asked if you intend to have a church wedding…..

Some argue that paying of a bride price objectifies females into possessions that can be bought, and is blamed for some instances of domestic violence, where one feels entitled to certain privileges by virtue of having paid for it.

I had an interesting discussion with an uncle of the bride, who was remarking how the tradition has been warped by folk who simply want to profit from their daughter’s marriage making unreasonable demands on their prospective son-in-law. How would they expect him to look after his
new households if they take all he has saved up.

If you were having coffee with me I would tell you that the main reason for the lobola (bride price) ceremony is not about the money it’s about showing your commitment, being introduced to the family and also an excuse for a family to show off how they raised a proper daughter who leaves home by marriage (culturally having a child out of wedlock is scandalous to say the least) and in the event of your divorce, they would like for you to gather them as you did to tell exactly why you will be parting ways.

The negotiation ceremony is quite the headache if I might confess but this is also part of how it all works out. According to the family elders “One does not appreciate that which comes easily.” So all the challenges you experience are for a reason, and to make you value your commitment.

A wedding is loading watch this space

If you were having coffee with me I’d tell you that as soon as we came back from the ceremony the first question I got asked was … “So Beaton you are next, when are we getting a bride….”

Laugh Out Loud

~B

Of The Silent Treatment

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Love

She was Stubborn,

He was Patient,

Or maybe he was Obstinate,

And she was Persistent;

Yet back to back they sat,

And neither said a word,

Only silence,

An invisible wall

Too flimsy to see

until with time it was an unbreakable barrier,

and the price of silence;

regret……©

~B

PS inspired by the image**

**The image is of a sculpture titled Love by Alexander Milov from Odessa, Ukraine exhibited at the Burning Man Festival.

“The outer and inner expression of human nature….. Their inner selves are executed in the form of transparent children, who are holding out their hands through the grating. As it’s getting dark (night falls) the children start to shine. This shining is a symbol of purity and sincerity that brings people together and gives a chance of making up when the dark time arrives.”

~Alexander Milov

Photo: credit Dust to ashes©