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I rugby tournament, 6 beers and a pastor named Johnny

I was thrilled when veteran writer Oyunga Pala agreed to host me on his popular blog (oyungapala.com). Oyunga pioneered the controversial Mantalk column in the Saturday Nation which he wrote for 11 years, developing a cult like following. He is now a satirical columnist for the Crazy Monday magazine in the Standard writing social commentary, political satire and gender issues. He is also the Creative Head at Spielworks Media Ltd.

Below is an excerpt of the article I wrote for his blog:

I received an unexpected call from an ex who I hadn’t seen in years the other day.

Leo* was the quintessential bad boy. Over six foot tall, ebony skin, perfect white teeth, chiselled jaw line and a physique sculpted from years of playing rugby that made women swoon. A busted knee took him out of the game but he still looked good. Years before the bald head look became trendy, Leo wore it with panache. He was also cocky as hell.

When we spoke recently, he sounded a lot more mature. Getting kids will do that to you. The cockiness was still there though. I found it endearing while we dated. Now it sounded contrived and mildly irritating. Clearly I too have matured and what I find attractive in a guy is very different from 18 years ago.

Click here to read the rest of the story.

Photo by Fredrick Omondi

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