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You have heard the joke about not leaving female friends carrying huge bags in your house unsupervised right? Or that those humongous bags ladies carry are called “What If” bags? Well; now here, we make it easier for you to understand that 1. You should never underestimate the carriage capacity of a woman’s bag because you might fit in there yourself and 2. There’s a good lesson to learn from women’s bags regarding preparedness or may be disaster preparedness. Whereas men hardly carry bags and if they do, it probably contains mainly gadgets or books in the worst case scenario, Women’s bags carry everything and by everything we mean EVERYTHING. Some of you have little faith and you only believe when you see so one of our dear friends we spontaneously met gave us a demo on the capacity of a woman’s bag


This bag, small as it looks, contained a laptop, adapter, mouse, notebook, 2 phones, a modem , earphones, business card Holder,  umbrella, lint remover, scarf, comb, perfume, sunglasses, handkerchief, tissue, wipes, lotion, toilet bag/make up kit,  chocolate, an apple, a wallet among others. So literally speaking, in one bag, there was a work station/business, a saloon and lunch topped up with an ever ready kit for whatever situation or opportunity presents its self.


It’s also good to note that the contents of each bag vary depending on a couple of things like Location, Class, Profession, and Trade. For example some of them even have an extra piece of everything like an extra pair of sandals, high heels, extra cloths, under wear, jewelry, toothbrush, toothpaste, novels and Lately Pepper spray. Do I need to elaborate which class, profession or trade that is? you are smart you got it


Depending on the class, you will find either one of these items. For Snacks, its Chocolate and apples, or ground nuts, corn (Emberenge) and  sim sim balls.  For drinks you will find Water, Soda, Juice or “Bushera” (A local millet drink that sometimes has a little alcoholic content)  For Phones, Its either iPhone, BlackBerry or a Samsung phone. Now just because its Samsung doesn’t mean it’s a Galaxy S III it might as well be Samsung “Kabiriti” but once again it’s all in a Woman’s Bag. What are your experiences with the contents of women’s bags? Share below.

 I try to WORD how I feel
Giving my WORD
Using the WORD
Hoping we could have a WORD or two
About my WORD
But you didn’t say a WORD.
Yet all I have is WORDS
To let you know
That I mean the WORD
And that you can count on my WORD
what’s your WORD?
Often than not
Life leaves us in places we would rather not have been in
And most times we didn’t have a choice
So everyone has a story to tell
And I have a story too
People do things that cause others a lot of pain and anguish
They scar others
Leaving them hopeless and downcast
With hopes and dreams crushed
I tell you… I have moved around the world
And I have found nothing worse than a broken spirit and a hopeless soul
This story seems not to have a good ending
The African fairytale doesn’t seem to have a “Happily ever after”
May be that page was torn out by the time I read the story
I don’t know.
And yes I do not have the answers to all questions …
Or the missing piece of the puzzle
But tell you what?
You aren’t dead yet, and scars do heal right?
And even though they are harsh reminders of our past,
They can also be a beautiful story of our tomorrow
So what’s your story?
I proudly tell my story
That once upon a time, there was an ugly scar
That now is a beautiful and inspiring story
The Beautiful Scar

He is the best thing that happened to me
Always with me like my own shadow
He contains my stubbornness and understands my weakness
He believes in me
Even more than I believe in myself
He tells me I can change the world

We pursue my wild dreams together
And when my strength is spent
On his back we trot
Even when the storms come
when faith and hope fade away
He comforts me and shields me under his wings
Where I am safe and secure

He listens to all my crazy ideas
As I talk nineteen to the dozen
And when I am wrong, he gently tells me
That’s not right
He never gives up on me
He is my ANGEL

Some things I find hard to say
Like, when am with you,
I have this loss for words
When we are together,
And… I get speechless
I cannot explain it
I try to express it and
Though I feel it inside
I find hard to say it
So I let the silent words speak for me

Now that you are here next to me,
I’m looking at a beauty from up above
We both cannot say what we want to say
So we stare at each other
We smile for each other
Though nothing we say,
We both understand
So we let the silent words speak for us



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