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Tell you what, if we had the chance to choose our sexes on our way into this world, I would choose to be a woman even in my 100 th  life. I don’t know if you feel the same way, but you have no idea how much power you posses just by being born a woman. Your warm heart, your resilience, your ability to multitask and more importantly, your ability to make other humans, gives you a divine power no man will ever have. Can anything beat that? Tell me! Centuries ago when women were a disadvantaged group, I wouldn’t have dared made this proclamation. When women were properties of their husbands, used and dumped at will, subjected to discrimination and violence, confined to the armpits of the dungeons they called home, I wouldn’t even dare write this piece or consider publishing same anywhere without a male pen name. But thanks to feminism (not extreme feminism), we have a different story to tell. Today, women are recognized and many of them are changing the world in the most extraor...

Click  here to read part 1 of the missing mistress.  “Mr. Arthur, I just received  a call from our search team. We have  di scovered  Akua’s  body in a bush around  her  neighbourhood .  “You what? Jake springs to his feet  with his eyes and mouth wide open but speechless.” The two police officers swap cunning little looks at each other before turning a gaze at Jake almost in unison as if to say what kind of charade is this man playing? “ We appreciate your cooperation so far  but I’m sorry, with the turn of events we may have to hold you here for further interrogation . We  have murder on our hands and you are a prime suspect.”  The news knocks every wisp of air from his lungs as he lifts his shaky hands to cover his face. “I have to speak to my lawyer,” Jake requests, almost mumbling, trembling. “Sure, Mr. Arthur, you may go ahead. And just so you know, we have in our possession, Akua’s phone a...

I was exhausted and heavily drained after work that Friday. It was so bad I could hardly get out of my car when I finally reached home. Finding my keys in my handbag was another stress altogether but I managed that and walked to the door. I could not wait to get that cold shower and the good night rest I needed so badly. But I noticed something – the light in my bedroom was on. It wasn’t as if it was unusual because sometimes in my haste to get to work early, I forget to put it off. But I was pretty sure I switched it off that morning because I had to go back to the room and put it off after I saw it on through the window. I reached out for the doorknob and before I could insert the key, the door flipped open. Then my heart skipped. “What is happening?” I murmured to myself and dropped my handbag right at the door. I was alarmed, I couldn’t have left my lights on and the door unlocked, especially when a neighbour had been robbed and stabbed a few days ago. The most likely gues...

Single at 48 – I can’t believe it! This isn’t something any woman would wish for but here I am clocking 50 in two years’ time and I can’t even boast of a boyfriend! I have been single for several years now. It was a plan at the beginning to focus on my career but it became a problem at some point. I always told friends and relatives who advised that I got married that the right man would find me no matter my age. But it hasn’t been that easy. The brave face is only for them to see but the loneliness is the reality that I deal with daily. There have been times when I have stayed indoors and wept. It gets worse on my birthday each year, and days like Valentine’s. When I put on my radio and all that I hear is talk about love, when I switch on the television, all that is shown are various commercials telling people’s successful love stories. But how did I get here…hmm! It’s a long story. Like any other teenager I had a dream. My dream was to study hard and become one of the ...