Father's Love Stories

12/11/2025

FATE POSITIONED MY LIFE PARTNER

I could tell the lady at the other table was also waiting for someone. Linda had kept me waiting saying still at work. It had been an hour now and the lady opposite my table had also stayed longer as l found her at that Nandos 7th street. She was innpensive mood as she constantly looked at the entrance just like me. We were both getting impatient as we both would look at the time on our phones and the doorway. When it was almost clear no one was coming, had to gather all strength and went with my drink to her table and said maybe we were meant to be on a blind date together k*kk*k. We both had a great laugh. She conceded that her man had kept her that long. Ini had to tell Linda am going yet needed time with this Glenda . Her pal had to apologise kuti he can't make it any longer.

It later turned out to be the best date ever. Yaa Glenda was a free spirit and completely divorced from the holier than thou church girls. After the meal she invited me for coffee to her house just near town in Belvedere. Yaa sure the next girl would have thought its embarassing to invite a person you have just met to your house especially as a lady as it might appear you are desperate. But Glenda was another type wekuti haamhanye to judge people nor to think ill of someone. After the cappuccino coffee fiesta akati we are that type who take something cold after coffee and she brought cups of Great Flavours Ice Cream. Ndakamboti no this can't be after coffee but she assured me kuti you will thank me later. Aaah that ice cream was something else , and had to sample the Chocolate and Caramel flavours. It really was the first time to taste the brand but was impressed. Had to take one for the road, and must admit, it was a great night. Looked at the time when l drove off , it was 11:30 pm. Ndichisvika kumba Glenda phones and we talked for over 2 hours again, thank God it was a Friday.

The next day l asked her about where l could get Great Flavours Ice cream akati will be waiting for you at their Mbuya Nehanda outlet. Parked my car next to hers and ordered my lot so had to dash home to put the loot into my fridge, so takaenda tese in my car asiya yake pa Great Flavours outlet. The funny thing is we were now both giving excuses to our current lovers why we couldn't be with them. With Glenda it was just 'what the doctor ordered'. She had a tooth gap so each time she burst into laughter you would be forgiven to think rapture is upon us. You would wonder who would keep such an amazing personality waiting for hours on end and not pitch at the end. We really felt were in wrong hands.

Took her by hand as l showed, her the house. She went ballistic when l got to the main bedroom and said this is your bedroom. As a free spirit akati you need to revamp the shower of the ensuite before she came k*kk*kk. That was Glenda for you. We then watched a soccer match together till azoti she wanted tongo for her Praise Team rehearsal so had to drive her to her car in town. We stood outside our cars for a further 30 minutes as non was willing to let go and walk away. She was that type you wonder, where she was all the while. She was different to Linda kuti she had a flourishing career and was that type who didn't see marriage as a leap into being a landlord. She had a house of her own so aisavhunduka kuti l owned a house also.

Sunday after church she invited me to Gava Restaurant and she paid for the food something which most girls wouldn't do even with same income. Taakuenda she held my hand tightly and said James, James, where were you hiding all the while. I could see the tears in her eyes akating just broke up with my guy l know the feeling is the same l hope you won't turn around and be the animal l never saw. Her cologne was something else you could hug her the whole day smelling that wonder perfume.

The handwriting was on the wall for me to end my time with Linda. When l called time on my relationship with Linda she never protested much to my joy only to be shocked a week later kuti akaroorwa. In as much as had moved on, cursed myself for not having picked it earlier kuti she was with someone. It turned out both our lovers really took us for granted as her previous lover also married another lady a month later. Cursed myself for hanging on to a loveless relationship but was glad kuti Fate would have it Glenda was positioned by God for me. Yakazongoita 2 months then marriage and a week later tge wedding bells rang and am glad of that day when Linda failed to show up. God can order your steps for real and put you in the hands of an amazing person.

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MY HUSBAND THIS, MY HUSBAND THAT

The Pastor was in pensive mood as he couldn't phantom how the best friendship at church was crumbling like a deck of cards in unfamiliar fashion infront of him. Brenda and Tessa were best friends at church and were the church secretary and treasurer respectively. Their friendship was the envy of many and working together at church was a marvel to watch for progressive minded people.

Brenda was married to her beloved husband James whilst Tessa was a single mother. Many prophets of doom had predicted their friendship won't survive the test of time but by now they seem proven wrong, at least according to them.

Pastor was presiding over a heated dispute where Brenda was accusing Tessa of being in love with her husband James. Pastor was extremely compromised as this friendship was not only a blessing to the church but to him personally as after every 3 months these friends would come with cartons of groceries for him.

After Brenda called him narrating how she caught wind of what Tessa and James were doing through whats app messages, Pastor summoned them to his house. He then gathered all the strength and asked Tessa to respond to the allegations that she was in love with James.

Tessa then said, Pastor you know we have been best friends with Brenda for a long time now and am actually feeling ashamed of myself and wish my friend forgive me for what l did. But Pastor insisted that she explain how it all started. Tessa went on to explain how it started.

"Pastor l dont want to be in a position where l would sound as if am justifying the wrong things l did but Brenda aizvinyanyawo zve my husband this, my husband that. Brenda would elaborate how kind James was to her and how he constantly showered her with gifts especially the chocolates he usually bought from Switzerland. The way she would tell me how James would sprinkle rose petals all over the house even on the staircase right to the bedroom where he would have sneaked in a gift on the bed was too good to ignore. I always thought these were only seen in movies so l became anxious to experience it in real life.

So it all started when Brenda confided in me kuti James requests that she pokes her tongue in his ears but aiti anosema. That was the ammunition l needed. So ini l just commented on his WhatsApp status picture by saying gorgeous ndobva ndati, what she won't do l will do, this, that and that k*kk. So James became excited and said what are you saying pakuti this, that and that. Ndobva ndati,"the extra details they detest at home will be at your disposal". And he said go deeper, then l said, like kuisa rurimi munzeve, and we had a great laughter. James akabva ati l would want to have a slice of this, that and that. I then said would gladly give you on a silver platter and you will cry for more. That was the beginning of it all.

So each trip he had outside the country takabva tatanga kuenda tese, that's how it all started. All the crazy acts of kindness and the generosity yandaiudzwa na Brenda achiti there is never a man on planet earth as generous as James, ndanga ndakuitirwawo and indeed he is a generous man. What did she want me to do with all the information yaaindiudza ya James? I made sure l sent him into frenzy by poking my tongue into his ears. Brenda tried to interject but Pastor insisted that Tessa should explain everything.

"Do you know Pastor kuti Brenda would tell me of the intimate details of James even their bedroom life. She would tell me how he would handcuff her to the headboard on the romp, in an act they called jailbird and she would cry why my love? She would tell me of the intimacy they had on the Hotel balcony in a whirlpool bath in Turkey. Brenda would go like forever narrating how she went crazy when he sprinkled hot chocolate all over her body and how he would wipe it all with his tongue. Especially when she told me how they were caught by an alert security guard while being intimate at the back of the car after he had seen the car bouncing, l just said l would also want to experience that. Pastor all this was too much for me as it all became a fantasy l wanted to explore. Imagine kuti Brenda aiti if my husband akati prepare lunch am coming back from work, l knew it wasn't only lunch. He could pick her up and throw her on the bonnet of the car in their garage and have the craziest intimacy there. Pastor maida kuti ndidii with all the movie styles dzandaiudzwa. Brenda would tell me of the ritual they called scissors Saturdays where James would cut off her knickers with a pair of scissors each Saturday. What did shebexpectvme to do with all that information."

Pastor was quick to rebuke Brenda and told her to her face kuti she should shoulder some of the blame as she had presented James as a romantic frique any lady would die to have. Brenda started to cry and said she never really thought it could lead to that as kwaari Tessa was the closest person to have and she never thought she would break her trust like that. Pastor then went on to rebuke Tessa kuti you should never find joy at the tears of another amd pleaded with her to break things with James. Tessa akatoti they had since broken up when they were caught. Pastor then counseled them both and had a prayer and off they went. When team church heard of the fall out of their friendship, it was celebrated on rooftops. From then on Brenda learnt to keep things to herself about her beloved husband James as those on dry land would want a piece ofvthe juicy stuff.

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03/09/2025

A father in southern China walked 800 km with his 10-year-old daughter and 8-year-old son to teach them resilience and determination.

According to Hindustan Times, starting from Shenzhen on July 17, they trekked for a month before reaching Changsha on August 17. Each child carried a 5 kg pack while the father carried 10 kg, covering about 23 km daily. He encouraged them throughout, teaching persistence, responsibility, and the joy of finishing what they started.

Though the children managed without blisters, their father wasn’t as lucky. His wife, who was worried about the safety and heat, admitted the journey changed the kids for the better, making the daughter less finicky and the son more independent. Wu said he felt proud and relieved that his children carried the challenge through till the end.

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SACK HER

My new secretary was hotter than my wife, and I won’t even lie about that.

It wasn’t just her looks; it was the way she carried herself. The subtle sway of her hips as she catwalked into my office, the fragrance that clung to the air long after she left, and the way her voice curled softly around my name like silk.

Each time she leaned slightly on my desk and said,

“Sir Gilbert, please… there’s something I want to ask you,”

My heart betrayed me. It skipped.

I knew her questions were strictly work-related, but her presence had begun to intoxicate me. Slowly, the hours in the office became sweeter than the hours at home. Cassandra had become my distraction.

That Friday, I wasn’t even supposed to work. Yet, there I was, dressing up, knotting my tie. The mirror reflected a man hiding behind excuses.

A soft voice interrupted.

“Honey… you’re still going to work today?”

I turned. My wife stood by the door, her eyes tender, her tone genuine.

“Yes,” I answered quickly. “Why do you ask?”

She stepped forward, her delicate fingers brushing mine as she helped me adjust the tie I had been struggling with. Her touch was familiar yet heavy with unspoken emotions. She let the tie fall, her eyes searching mine.

“Nothing,” she whispered. “I just noticed you haven’t been paying much attention to us lately to me, to the kids. You seem… far away. But maybe the workload is much.”

Her words struck deep. And for the first time in weeks, I really looked at her. That was when I noticed it—the cut, thin but visible, across her cheek.

My heart tightened. “What happened here?” I asked as I touched it, but she winced in pain.

She tried to smile it off. “Oh, this? Three days ago. I just laid Tobi on the bed and I rushed to clean and feed the chickens… but Tobi started crying soon, so when I tried to rush back inside. The ground was slippery from the rain. I fell. It was deeper than it looks, but it’s healing.”

She chuckled faintly, but her laugh was strained.

My chest burned.

My wife, barely three weeks after childbirth, was juggling the house, the baby, and even the chickens, while I sat in my office letting temptation creep in.

I loosened my tie instantly. “I’m not going anywhere today. After all, I’m the boss.”

She froze, her eyes wide, then blushed as if she couldn’t believe she heard me right.

That day, I stayed. I carried Tobi, rocked him as his soft cries filled the room. I cleaned out the chicken pen.

We however had workers before now, but we fired them all because they teamed hands and were intentionally k!lling the chickens and blaming it that they were sick, only to take it home and enjoy with their families.

After taking care of the chicken pen, I told my wife, “I’ll hire hands to help you—you won’t go through this stress again,” I saw her shoulders relax. Her lips curved into the kind of smile that reminded me why I married her.

That night, while she slept beside me, I made my decision: Cassandra had to go.

Then came Monday morning, I woke up and headed to work with a determined heart.

But as soon as I walked into the office with a firm resolve. But there, on my desk, was a surprise, a fancy silver flask.

“Cassandra!” My voice was sharp.

She entered, graceful as always, her smile spreading like honey across her face.

“Yes, Sir?”

“Who kept this here?”

She hesitated, biting her lip. Then she stepped closer. “I… I prepared it for you. I’m very good at cooking party jollof rice. I thought it would be nice. Please don’t say no.”

She opened the flask. The rich aroma of jollof rice and spicy chicken filled the office, teasing my nostrils, almost breaking my resolve.

For a moment, I was tempted. Her eyes, the food, the scent… everything pulled at me. But then I remembered my wife’s cut, her soft whisper, her tired smile when I chose her over work.

I straightened, my voice firm.

“Cassandra.”

Her lashes fluttered. “Yes, Sir?”

“There’s no need to cook for me. I only eat meals prepared by my wife.”

The smile on her face shattered. She tried to mask it, covering the flask quickly.

“And one more thing,” I continued, my tone colder now. “From today, you’ll be posted to the ninth floor. Assist the accounts department with filing and documentation. Pack up your things and move immediately.”

Her eyes widened in shock. She opened her mouth to protest, but I didn’t let her. The devil had been entertained long enough.

That evening, I passed by a boutique. I bought my wife a set of beautiful clothes. When I got home, I handed her the bags.

“You are my wife,” I said, looking straight into her eyes. “Only you have the right to intoxicate me.”

Her laughter filled the house, chasing out the silence that had lived there for weeks.

As she hugged me and plant a soft kiss on my lips after saying a multiple thank you, all I could say was,

"Killiii me killiii me my Baby, nah you be onye nwem."

She laughed the more as she dished me my meal, and we ate together.

Marriage is sweet forget!

But sometimes you have to understand that we also have to make choices which will continue to make it last.

We had a lovely night as I allowed my wife to sleep, while I checked on Tobi.

Moreover, two days later, Cassandra resigned. That was when it dawned on me, It wasn't her position. I was her main target. And I had almost fallen.

Thank God I didn’t.

So Baba, if your secretary dey enter your eyes, abeg sack am, your home should be your priority.

✨ Moral Lessons

Guard your home like a fortress; distractions come dressed as gifts, but they are silent traps.
Temptation isn’t always about beauty—it’s about neglect. Pay attention to those who sacrifice for you daily.
The grass isn’t greener elsewhere. It only grows where you water it.

29/08/2025

I think the Pastor is right on this one k*k