#ThirtyTrinkets Day 16

Hi! 

Welcome to another cool morning and a freezing classroom that gave my feet frostbite. Well, almost. 

In anticipation of a big day tomo, (bestie visiting me) I used Google extensively to scout out all I can do in this city. She’s a history buff and loves gardens, she’s sure going to be home in this city. In all my excitement, I ignored my time of the month and it’s annoying me now. Yes stomach, you can ache all you want. But you better get done with this tonight. No ruining my D Day. 

I’ve got to marvel at the timing. Just today morning I was scouting for an example as a part of assignment. And I came across Whisper ‘s Touch The Pickle campaign on  social media. 

When a girl gets her first period, it is almost a celebration of her womanhood. I remember it when I got it. There were excited whispers and a few relatives were told, and I was aghast. It’s personal right and as kids,  how much do we really know about it. I’ve got to say, yes. It definitely made me feel impure because of the things that I wasn’t supposed to do. But the most humilating tales will always be the one with stains. 

I had a whole host of questions that went unanswered. My grandma told me I’d learn all about it in school. And yes, eventually I did. Still wondering why just the females have to deal with it. It’s a weird fascinatiom isn’t it?  If you get it, it aches and If you don’t, that’s another pain altogether. 

I’m afraid I’m diverting from my trinkets. Too late eh. Actually the trinket is just an excuse to get talking. 

Picked up this funky pair on Ibrahim street.  There’s this tiny outlet near the side of the mosque that sells a whole lot of trinkets but you gotta choose carefully. 

I’ve got a birthday wish to deliver now,o it’s ‘Arth Vader’ s bday. Adios Amigos! 

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