Vouria stories

This is going to be a sensitive topic. We are not judging, as usual vouria is simply telling a story. For most in secondary school, they belonged to a famous clique,that circle of the cool guys or the cool girls, most teens that were not in this clique spent their time wishing they were, and would do anything to belong to this clique. Here we will be talking about a group of eleven girls. Thinking of it as an adult you will realise they were children really. The oldest was thirteen and the youngest eleven. They attended an all-girls expensive private school somewhere in the east. These girls were not students of this school through scholarship. Their parents actually paid for it. The fees was a lot, befitting a prestigious institution as that. They lived in the same community,on the "right" side of street. They were intelligent, beautiful,had rich parents and everything they did echoed CLASS and AFFLUENCE. They would sit together during school break and talk about

One of the greatest cause of strife between parents and their teenagers is freedom. The parents think perhaps they are offering too much freedom and the children think it is too little. For a single parent like the one we are going to discuss today, freedom is a big deal. They dread offering too much freedom which they suspect will negatively affect the way their teenagers turn out. Patrick is a single father. A very loving man of forty. He has two children,a boy and a girl. He separated from his wife on the grounds on infidelty. His wife cheated and although he loved his children so much,he vowed to be stern in term of his daughter's discipline. He was a devote Catholic and the shame of having an adulterous wife was enough,he could not and would not bear another scandal in one life time. He decided to take a route that very few had taken. It might sound implausible and impossible but this is real. He did it, he started putting his plans into actions as his daughter grew

There are some tasks or things we do mindlessly everyday. We do these things so often that they have become a part of our subconscious, things like opening your car door, lacing up your shoes, sitting on your favourite couch. They are easy,they take no mental effort at all,infact you can literally do them in your sleep but sadly sometimes mighty disasters can result from these things. Something similar happened in this story we are telling today. We will tell it exactly how a ten year old witnessed it. In this ten year old's description. My name is ronke, the daughter of a high ranked security official. We live in a highly populated barrack somewhere in the west. I have several siblings but they are so much older than I am and distant. My parents spend all their time at work,most times when the school bus drop me off at home I have no one to talk with,none of my older siblings spend time with me,I was really on my own until a kind neighbor moved in. A couple. The man

At what time do you realise you really know someone. Like really know, know what they are capable of and their true character? I think it's when an allegation is made against them. For some people when an allegation is made against someone they know ,they impulsively say "That's not true, that's not possible". For other people they would pause,hesitate and then say "Are you sure".  This story is really about a woman and her children. Usually a mother trusts her children over anyone else. To most mothers their children's words are as good as an oath but this mother was not so sure. Over thirty years ago there was a single mom in rural area. She had a son and she had a house. A pretty big house and constantly felt lonely even after having her son,so she paid a visit to her sister one day and begged to take her favorite niece home and be a foster parent to her. This woman's sister agreed immediately. Her daughter shared a special and stro

Yes 69. I actually mean people's perception and views on life's topic. Depending on which position you view the number 6 from it could appear as 9 or 6. Someone viewing your 6 from the tail as 9 does not make them wrong. On the last post  AFFAIRS I said the whole side chick saga reminded me of two stories. This is the second. A totally different story that happened at a different time and different place. We would tell this particular story from the man's point of view.  Let's call him thomas. Thomas loved a young girl from his teenage age. Infact his love for her was so great that he did what the next teenager won't do,he told his parents about it. They shunned him and he fell sick,he became so ill that they quickly gave in. He told this young girl how he felt and she entertained him non-committally till he went to her parents home to declare his intentions soon after their final high school exams. Her parents gave their consent but refused any marriage

Illegitimate sex and cheating spouses are quickly becoming a hot topic in these parts. Who is a side chick and who isn't? These days if you make honest comments on any topic related to this on public forums. Angry wives will bare their fangs. These fangs reminded me of two stories. As usual vouria is not judging or taking sides,vouria is merely telling a story. Side chicks,side turkeys, mistresses are nothing new. This particular event we are about to recount happened decades ago,we won't tell it from any character's POV rather we will be the eye of the gods. In a quiet town,among several happenings and different people there was a young woman. Today we would refer to her as a young entrepreneur. She was doing very well for herself. She didn't own a degree but she had a great skill in dress making,she rented a shop and started out. Soon she had serious customers,soon she had dedicated apprentices and soon suitors started arriving. A number of men indicated

Normally you hire a maid they get the chores done and you pay them their wage,but when you begin to exploite them there is a thin difference between them being a maid and a slave. The other day I had to explain to a friend how having a maid works here and halfway into explaining I realised I was describing a slave. This made me remember a story that happened a long time ago,it happened to a little girl that lost her dad. We will call the girl Sarah. Sarah's father died when she turned eight,leaving her mom with over nine children to take care of. Sarah's mother struggled for months to raise her children alone,but it was a battle,a battle that in a few months it was clear she was loosing,she had to literally cry out for help. Her extended family, in-laws included came together and said they would help. They didn't help Sarah's mom with a job,or financial assistance instead they looked at all her children and each chose the child that they would take home with them