Hakimi. Hakimi's Wife. Their divorce. Hakimi's Mum. Hakimi's supposed assets.

Hakimi is trending on social media.
This popularity even suppased that of the world cup.

The battle of the genders is raging on and offline. Among couples who are in opposite camps, there will be tensions.


The level of tension, will be in accord with the energy invested by each spouse in this trending issue.

After consuming contents on social media.

This may colour the thoughts, words, acts of a spouse towards the other.

This trending issue will pass o.

If you have time and energy to spare for this, at least remember that each marriage is unique.

So be objective.

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N.B. On the literature platform, at least weekly Observation of an Everyday Guy is published. It cuts across real life experiences especially from Business, Relationship, Health, etc.

Nobody cares how much you know, until they know how much you care. — Theodore Roosevelt

HIS MARRIAGE

David could not sleep. It was 2:35a.m, on a Friday morning. For the fourth night in a row, he could not sleep.

The home had become a battlefield of sorts. Sandra, had cried herself to sleep for the third time in a month.

No matter how much he tried, he kept seeing his marriage as a mistake. Some marriage counselors say, “Understanding between couples occur in the seventh year of marriage.”

It was not the seventh year, rather their sixteenth year. Still it seemed they were back to the second year, after the euphoria of the first romantic year.

He stared at the ceiling, their intense argument ended at 1:23a.m. It lasted for three hours and fifteen minutes.

Sandra was the timekeeper. She was fond of counting time when their disagreements entered the warpath. When she mentioned minutes, he knew it was time for her to give up.

On this occasion, David continued in his murderous rage for an extra twenty minutes. Hence, three hours and fifteen minutes was by Sandra’s timing. An additional twenty minutes, and silence reigned after three hours and thirty-five minutes.

Exhausted, he walked to his shelf in his personal study. Therein, books on marriage and relationships occupied one-fifth of the shelf. They had read a few together. He had read all, applied all the advice in the books, but nothing worked.

It appeared the more he tried, the more he failed.

As a husband, he was tired; on his marriage, he had given up.

Reluctantly, he walked to his bar. As a doctor, he understood the harmful effect of alcohol abuse.

Even a dying drunk understands, but still lives in a bottle, until he goes six feet under the ground. A dying drunk clings to his bottle, as they lower him to the pit of no return.

Addictions are hard to break.

Straight from a bottle of Campari, he drank. In less than fifteen minutes, he was fast asleep.

Excerpts from the Book: Smart with Feelings - The Stars.

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