I Will Never Trust a Man

About the Book

From the very first moment Saratu met Bindul, he made her believed that she was more than any other woman he had ever seen in the world. He bathed her with love, bathed her, bathed her and finally drowned her completely into his love. Saratu loves him with the truest love of her heart. As matter-of-factly, they were head over heels in love. They admired each other, they adored each other, they allured each other, they liked each other, they want each other, they need each other, they beseechingly desired each other and they loved each other like politicians with corruptions. They declared their love for each other and not so long they stood in front of an overfilled church congregation to publicly declare their love for each other in a one-in-town society marriage. They swam in their love and lived very, very comfortable and happily in love. Saratu wasn’t in need of anything, even sex. Bindul gave her all the practical part of love, the love that was made in heaven for a woman, that kind of love that made her feel as though she was the only EVE with the only ADAM in this modern world and she was wholly dependable on it. Like King Solomon to his wives and concubines, Bindul lavished Saratu with the sweetest lovely words and praises. He gave her all that she needed in life. But when Saratu later discovered that her husband was still madly in love with Jimikat, his primeval girlfriend, things wasn’t the same again for her. Their loveliest sex-packed marriage suffered a temporary drought of sex. Saratu first run to her dear friend, Dakmikat for help. Despite doing everything, her husband clung onto Jimikat like a tick to a cow. But at the end, when Bindul brought the two of them together, the problem was solved and Saratu and Jimikat became very, very good friends and lived very happily under the spell of Bindul.

About the Author

BINDUL NOSTRA is the second son of KUMDONG KURA and KATDAK. They are devoted local farmers. My parents are quite inspirational, there’s something exhilaratingly fascinating about them. Bindul was born and raised in Naki, in Bwarat district of Langtang north council, Plateau state Nigeria. As a child, Bindul was exceptionally very creative in making childish objects from local raw materials. His hunting for knowledge first took him to LEA primary school Dadur. From there, he escaped to Government Junior Secondary School Kwanpe where he passed out with a junior school certificate. He obtained his general certificate of education, GCE O/Level at Bwarat Community College Dadur. He proceeded to University of Jos, Plateau state where he obtained Bachelor of Medicine and Bachelor of Surgery [MBBS]. He obtained Masters in Public Health at the University of Bedfordshire, United Kingdom. He practices his prestigious profession at the University of Abuja Teaching Hospital Gwagwalada Abuja Nigeria. Reading is his hobby and he reads anything that his eyes see. He loves writing. Bindul was born with writing in his hands. He loves writing for what it does for him, it allows him to express his heart, it allows him to show his wit and gives him that excitements and pleasure. Writing allows him to speak in his own language, is possible for you to convey your feelings and thoughts about matters. Like food, Bindul had great hunger for writing. It makes him feels he belong to the world, he belongs to the world of writers. Writing is a teacher, is a mother, is a father, is a lover and a messenger who carries good tidings into the minds of people. Bindul believes that he will also have his name carved in stone among the greatest writers of this universe. Writing is so complex and personal, but very fulfilling.